More Than a Student/Teacher Relationship

Zoe’s P.O.V.


I finished getting dressed, clasping my necklace behind my neck. I brushed out my curled hair slightly, clipping my bangs with a flower clip that matched my dress. I dabbed on some lip gloss, glancing at the clock. It was noon. Mr. Sty-Harry, had said he would have lunch ready by 12:30, and since I had to walk because my mom was at work, I decided to leave now. I headed out into the warm spring air, giggling when a cherry blossom petal fell into my face. I brushed it away, continuing on my walk. Harry lived in an apartment building a few blocks away from my house, so I arrived shortly after I had left. He had told me his room number and floor, so I headed straight to the elevator. I went up to his room, knocking twice softly on the door. It opened immediately, as if he had been waiting by the door. “Hey.” He smiled, opening the door wider and gesturing for me to come inside. I did just that, brushing past him as I entered his home. Once I had stepped completely entered, he closed the door, spinning me around to face him. I giggled as he cheekily kissed all over my face, before lightly kissing my lips. “What was that for?” I smiled. He chuckled, kissing my cheek again.
“Just because.” I playfully rolled my eyes, walking away to look around his apartment. It was small, but more of a cozy small then a tiny small. Books were everywhere, piled on tables, stuffed into bookshelves, literally everywhere. The furniture was slightly worn, but only to the point where it was more authentic looking, rather than cheap and old. A couch sat opposite a small TV, and an armchair sat next to it. A dining table was near the kitchen, four chairs set around it. Harry came up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist and kissing the top of my head, making me smile brightly. I placed my hands on top of his, which were spread out on my stomach. He twined our fingers together, before spinning me around and pulling me to sit next to him on the couch. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder, and I laid my head on his chest. It was amazing how comfortable I felt with him, when I only met him yesterday, and he was my teacher. “Favorite color?”
“What?” I asked, confused.
“I’m trying to learn more about you. What is your favorite color?” I blushed and smiled, touched that he was actually interested in my life.
“Purple.”
“Favorite class? Besides, English, of course.” I laughed, looking up into his sparkling eyes.
“Who said my favorite class in English?” Harry suddenly grabbed my hips, pushing me down while he hovered over me.
“Well, I can certainly make it your favorite.” He leaned down and kissed my lips, one hand squeezing my hip, the other supporting his weight by my head. He ran his knuckles along my side as he gently opened my mouth with his tongue. Our tongues danced together, exploring each others mouths. He pulled away, me giggling as he pulled me up into my original position.
“Math,” I stated, answering his question.
“Huh?”
“Math is my favorite class, besides English.” Harry smirked, Twining our fingers together and setting them in my lap.
“Reading or telly?”
“Most definitely reading. I love books, you should see my collection at home, though it is nothing compared to yours.” He smiled, looking out around the room at the monstrosity of books.
“I doubt much of anyone has as many books as I do.” I laughed, laying my head on his chest. His hand rubbed circles on my lower thigh, as he pressed a kiss to my cheek, making me blush.
“You know what we’re doing is a huge risk. You can’t tell anyone.”
“Anyone? I know my friends wouldn’t tell anyone, I trust them.” I frowned, pulling away to face Harry.
“If you really are certain of that, but if someone finds out, I could lose my job, or even go to jail, and you could be expelled.” I shivered, nervous at our situation.
“I know. However, I consider it worth the risk.” He chuckled, kissing my softly. He continued asking me pointless questions for hours, until four o'clock rolled around and I had to go home before my mom started asking questions. “I have to go now, Harry,” I said, standing up to leave. Harry stood as well, wrapping me up in his arms.
“I’ll miss you, baby.” I blushed at his words, “baby” sending a fluttery feeling through my stomach.
“I’ll miss you too. Bye, Harry.”
“Bye, love.”

Notes

Sorry its such a shitty chapter, but it has been so long since I updated, and I wanted to give you something. Love you guys though!