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~Taylor's p.o.v~

I stared at Mr hemmings as he wrote on the whiteboard. I didn't realise until he looked at me with a concerned look on his face that my lip was bleeding from how hard I was chewing on it. I caught eyes with him for a split second before he went back to explaining about something nouns. I wasn't even listening.

"Hey, Taylor. You can leave now you know?" I heard his thick Aussie accent tell me as I snapped out of my trance. His ocean blue eyes met mine and I felt like I was swimming in them. They were big and bold like the waves of an tranquil sea.

"Oh sorry Mr Hemmings. I was just admiring your eyes." As soon as it slipped out of my mouth, I winced. I didn't know what he was going to say in response.

"Is that so?" He smirked, twirling his lip ring around with his tongue. I wonder what else he can do with tongue. No Taylor! What the hell is wrong with you? Mr Hemmings can do so much better than you. He can get beautiful models and singers whereas all I can get is the average nerd who hides in the bathroom during lunch to prevent themselves from getting food thrown at them.

"you're eyes are beautiful too." He responded, touching my shoulder and smiling. I grabbed my bag and headed for the door but before I did, I asked him:

"But I didn't say your eyes were beautiful. Why did you say too?" I know it was a strange question to ask but at the time it felt right. He smiled at me and sat down on the edge of the closest desk near me. This was starting to get weird. When you have crushes on teachers, you expect them to tell you off if they find out but Mr Hemmings did the opposite. He kissed me. Forcing his lips against mine so tight that neither of us could breathe properly.

"Because, I guessed that you'd find my eyes beautiful. The way you look at me every day, its so difficult not to notice you biting you lip at me." I blushed pink at his answer, wishing I hadn't have asked the question. He licked along my bottom lip as he pushed me against the wall, removed his tie and locked the doors...

As I walked out of Mr Hemmings classroom, I bumped into Joseph. "Hey Jo, are you okay?"

"Nevermind me, you just came out of Mr Hemmings classroom with your hair in a mess and your lipstick smudged all over. By the way, you might wanna cover up those marks." He snickered, pointing at my neck. I glanced down at my skin to see three little blackish bruises, with red marks scattered around my neck and collar bones. "Dammit!"

"Oh my god! You fucked a teacher?" He squealed in an extremely girly way. I closed my eyes and looked at the ground before meeting his dark eyes. "Yes I did. But do NOT EVER say a word of this to anyone!" I snapped, as we walked up towards the cafeteria.

"You do know that its Kenzies dad who you just did." Jo said quietly. "MR HEMMINGS IS KENZIE'S DAD?!?" Joseph was a little taken aback by my loud shout all of a sudden. He nodded and sat down at a table, pulling out his exam revision books. "Adopted dad." He replied, taking a bite of his cookie.
"Oh right." I shrugged. It wasn't as bad as I thought. It was still bad though. The dude is twenty eight years old.

~Luke's p.o.v~

The was she was staring at me chewing on her lip was driving me absolutely crazy. I could already feel myself growing underneath my pants. I sat behind my desk to cover it up and started to grade some papers. She kept looking back up at me and I kept looking at her. Our eyes met a couple of times but then I just couldn't take it anymore. I told the class that they could leave early but I didn't bother saying anything to Taylor. She was way too caught up in her imagination that she stayed put for another few minutes without moving at all.

"Hey, you can leave now you know?" I said to her, although I didn't want her to. I've never felt this way about anyone since Drey in high school. I haven't even got the same feeling when I was around my ex's and girls that I've slept with. I know its wrong because she's a student but she was so beautiful. I had to do something about her staring at me and the hard erection growing in my boxers. I sat on the edge of one of the desks and pushed my lips against hers. Not long after, I pinned her against a wall and make loads of small, visible marks on her bare skin.

Once we had finished up, I got my suit and tie back on and fixed my hair in the reflection of my computer screen. I smiled at Taylor as she walked out of the room, the door swinging shut behind her. I heard her friend talking to her sweetly and I couldn't help but feel a little jealous. I didn't understand why though because its not like we were dating or anything. She's free to go out with whoever she pleases. Oh who am I kidding? I want her. I want her to be mine.

Notes

Shorter chapter for everyone! Thanks for reading. I really appreciate it thank you xxx
Also, if you don't understand what this chapter has to do with the rest, its basically looking at the boy's life's from each of their perspectives. So next is Ashton and so on...
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