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Stutter

drummergirlirwin

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Reads 225,114
Votes 8,169
Parts 39
Time 3h 42m

drummergirlirwin

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One mistake can make you open your eyes
One "friend" can make you see who you really are
One boy with a stutter that can steal your heart
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"It's just h-hard t-t-to c-con-concentrate with you a-around," He admitted quietly.

I grinned, loosing all seriousness of this.
I stood behind him and leaned down next to his ear.

"Why? Do I make your heart race, just by being close?" I asked whispering in his ear. 

I walked slowly around him, trailing my finger up his arm and around to the other.

"Do I make you nervous when I touch you?" I asked with a small grin.

I stopped in front of him. I put my hands on either arm of the chair and leaned down, putting my face mere inches away from his.

"Do I make you breathless with just a simple kiss?" I asked lightly brushing my lips over his.All Rights Reserved

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Behind Classroom Doors by GhostWriter4717

This book is Completed --------------(student/teacher) "What if I told you he can't make you feel as good as I can?" Before I know it he pulls me into him. When his lips touch mine my first instinct is to kiss him back. His lips are so soft as they expertly move on mine. Mr. Morgan's hand moves to the back of my neck for better access as I run my fingers through his hair. He groans softly in my mouth as we continue our kiss. I feel like electricity is shooting through my whole body, begging me for more. Mr. Morgan seems to understand this need as his other hand grabs my waist and pulls me to him. I'm in a daze, drinking in his touch, his lips, his tongue as it meets my own. I've never been kissed this way, so hungry and passionate. A moan escapes my lips as Mr. Morgan presses me against the nearest wall, he moves down as he kisses my neck. His moves are desperate, enticing, it draws me in like a moth to the flame. Then I remember that he's my teacher, and I'm his student, and I have a boyfriend... ------------------------------------ Livia has it all great boyfriend, great friends, and a new teacher. When her senior year of high school goes wrong, starting with her boyfriend, she learns that there's no such thing as the perfect life. Even though she was living that facade for so long. Shawn is a History teacher with a past, he just can't help himself when it comes to Livia. But his past might come back to bite him in the ass. Not to mention the consequences of liking your student. ---------------- #wattys2017

Sorry, Wrong Number {Ashton Irwin Fanfiction} by MeJuliet

Just send the text I think to myself as I type the words 'I like you' across the screen. I reluctantly, with trembling fingers, press the send button. I finally got up enough courage to send a text to my longtime crush Zayden Breez. Zayden Breez is typing. The suspense was killing me. How long could it possibly take to type the words 'I like you too'? I mean seriously, was this boy writing an essay? Who is this? The words appear across the screen. Didn't Zayden have my number? Maybe he was just playing with me. Keira Mayberry, we have math together Isn't this Zayden Breez. I quickly scramble to type. He actually was talking to me! Zayden Breez is typing. No, this is Ashton I dont' know a Keira. Pretty name though. I sigh. Well I messed this up. Maybe he's just playing I tell myself. But I'm starting to doubt it. Sorry, wrong number. I type before deleting the number and text messages. That didn't go as planned

Demon by drummergirlirwin

"I was sent here with a mission," He spoke lowly, his voice sounding deep and husky. "And very specific orders." His hazel eyes seemed to darken in color. "What kind of orders?" I asked in a soft voice. His eyes bore into mine as he walked closer to me. With every step he took towards me was a step back away from him I took. My back hit the wall and he stood directly in front of me. He trapped me with his hands on either side of my head. "Let's just say, it involved not doing this," He said inching closer. His soft full lips pressed hungrily against mine in a heated kiss.

My Brother's Best Friend by theshybrunette15

"I wanted to talk to you," he said simply. "We had an argument about why he doesn't want us talking." I was confused. "What are his reasons anyway? It seems kinda stupid to keep us from talking." "Agreed," Nathaniel said. "The first reason was that I like you... a lot. And two, he said that it was the fact you like me and that he didn't want your heart to get broken." I was so happy that it was dark outside. "Aren't you with Veronica?" He sighed. "She broke up with me when she saw us together behind the Math & Science building. Ronnie knew how I felt about you but she couldn't just accept the fact that I like you instead of her. To be honest, we never were really dating. She just said that we were." My cheeks burned. "You have a crush on me? The star basketball player of Merrytime High School has a fucking crush on me?!" I squealed. "Why didn't you tell me?" "Your brother. Every time I've tried to tell you, your brother wouldn't let me," he replied sourly. Then he smiled coyly. "But he isn't in the way now, is he?" And his rough hands cupped my face and put his lips on mine. We went slow at first but we soon picked up the pace. My hands were up in his hair as he placed me onto the ground. But then for one pain inducing second, we stopped and he pulled away. His face was only inches from mine. "Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked busily as he put his hands in my sweater, his hands sending vibrations through my entire body. I wanted him. "Yes," was all I said before we locked lips once more. I was secretly hoping nothing could separate us again. BEST RANKING--> 112 IN #brothersbestfriend

The Bad Boy Nerd by HazelEyes_1

"New student, right?" the Principal asked me. I nodded meekly, hoping that he would turn out to be a patient suffering from short term memory loss and would forget about detention but his next words confirmed how rotten my luck was! "Mr Spencer, Ms Wilson" he began in an icy calm voice," creating a raucous in the corridors right outside my office isn't exactly a heroic thing to do. Both of you have an option of either a week detention together or a two week detention together." My eyes shot wide open, "One week detention with him! That's practically impossible for humankind!" "I don't want to risk my bright IQ by serving detention with this psycho!" I heard Spencer jerk protest. "You have an IQ???" I looked at him, giving my best shocked expressions, "Is it the joke of the decade or joke of the century???" "Since you didn't react to my calling you a psycho, it confirms that you are one." he shrugged calmly. My brain was ready in an instant with a smart answer to that. I opened my mouth to give it back to him--- "STOP." The headmaster yelled, the pulse in his temple was throbbing red in fury. "The options are now changed to three week detention or four week detention." he muttered in anger. ***** Andrea Wilson was looking forward to having an ordinary life in school. But things don't turn out as planned when she accidentally gets into the bad books of the hot nerd in school. And when that popular nerd turns out to be her brother's best friend....well things don't really uncomplicate. Add to this generous amounts of classes, detentions, friends, enemies, crushes, heart breaks and Andrea is all set to have an eventful year in High School that she was for sure not looking forward to! ~*~~*~*~~*~ #7 in Teen Fiction 4.5.16

I'm In Love With Me? by My_Flower101

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Thomas, I Love You by xpaaulettex

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Little Miss Nosy by moon_beamx

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Alexander || Complete by Alex_Nonni

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Behind Classroom Doors

This book is Completed --------------(student/teacher) "What if I told you he can't make you feel as good as I can?" Before I know it he pulls me into him. When his lips touch mine my first instinct is to kiss him back. His lips are so soft as they expertly move on mine. Mr. Morgan's hand moves to the back of my neck for better access as I run my fingers through his hair. He groans softly in my mouth as we continue our kiss. I feel like electricity is shooting through my whole body, begging me for more. Mr. Morgan seems to understand this need as his other hand grabs my waist and pulls me to him. I'm in a daze, drinking in his touch, his lips, his tongue as it meets my own. I've never been kissed this way, so hungry and passionate. A moan escapes my lips as Mr. Morgan presses me against the nearest wall, he moves down as he kisses my neck. His moves are desperate, enticing, it draws me in like a moth to the flame. Then I remember that he's my teacher, and I'm his student, and I have a boyfriend... ------------------------------------ Livia has it all great boyfriend, great friends, and a new teacher. When her senior year of high school goes wrong, starting with her boyfriend, she learns that there's no such thing as the perfect life. Even though she was living that facade for so long. Shawn is a History teacher with a past, he just can't help himself when it comes to Livia. But his past might come back to bite him in the ass. Not to mention the consequences of liking your student. ---------------- #wattys2017