Mr Horan [Niall Horan Teacher/Student Fanfiction]

Chapter Six: Contemplating

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Chapter Six: Contemplating

Skylar's POV

This whole thing is so wrong, and I know it. I cannot like my teacher. So, tell me, why am I letting him kiss me? And why am I kissing him back?

It had all happened so fast, I didn't even see it coming. One minute we were walking up to my front door, the next minute his lips were pressed to mine, moving in sync. His hands gripped my sides, and my own were tangled in his hair.

HIs tongue traced my lip, but before I had the chance to let him in, the front door flung open. Niall and I sprang apart, turning to the door. Desiree. 

"Oh my God, that was so hot! Do it again!" She squealed. I rolled my eyes at her, secretly murdering her with my eyes.

"Goodnight Niall, I'll see you later." I awkwardly waved to him, before stepping into my house. "Seriously? Do you have to ruin everything?" I groaned in frustration.

I shouldn't have kissed him back, but it felt so good - so right. I didn't want to get in trouble, but I guess I did kind of like him. I mean, he was actually really sweet and funny. Nothing like the day we first met.

I know he likes me too, it's quite obvious. 

"I cannot believe it! How was it? Am I the best or am I the best? Wow, this is so exciting, you have a boyfriend!" She ran after me, following me into the living room.

"First of all, it was fine. And second, he is not my boyfriend." I let out a sigh as I dropped onto the couch.

I'm not sure what to do now. I mean, I expected to go on the date, get him off my back and move on. But, that's not working out, because now I think I'm starting to like him. I know this is so wrong, but it's not like anyone would ever find out, right? 

Right. Because, Desiree is the only one who knows, and the only one who will ever know. 

If we even get together, that is. 

Ugh, this is too much right now.

- - - 

My heart was thumping in my chest the second his name flashed onto my screen. I was laying on my bed, scrolling through tumblr, when my phone buzzed beside me.

From: Niall
I had a lot of fun yesterday, thanks for giving me a chance. Maybe we could do it again sometime? X

I didn't know what to reply. Did I want to go out again? Well, yeah. But can we? Can we possibly do this without getting caught? I don't know.

I'm torn between wanting this and wanting nothing to do with it. It's like one minute I'm all for it, but the next I'm ridiculing myself for even thinking about him that way.

To: Niall
Yeah, maybe. :)

- - - 

I don't remember exactly what happened but I flew out of my chair when I heard my name being called - more like, screamed. 

"Wha?" I groaned as my eyes fluttered open and I settled back into my seat. 

"Ms. Harris, I do not tolerate sleeping in my class. Detention, in here, during lunch." Mr. Cook, my chemistry teacher scolded me.

Great. Now what have I done. Not only did I fall asleep in class, but I got caught too. 

The bell rang loudly, immediately giving my sleep-filled brain a headache. I didn't bother gathering my books just yet, because there is a situation I need to discuss.