Her Teacher's Temptation

by Vos, Alexandra

  I giggled. Ollie was also completely out of it. In fact, we all were, apart from Hannah, who was the only person who'd only drank. “I guess,” I agreed, having to constantly remind myself that he was just 'Mr. Wright' whilst I spoke to Hannah and not 'Ollie'. “It’s not so bad.”

  Hannah snorted. “That’s only because you’re ridiculously high. Just wait until we’re going back to school, then you’ll have changed your mind. You were already a bit weird with him when we first arrived. You really crush on him more than I thought, huh?”

  My cheeks burned. “I can’t help it.”

  “And you know all his friends,” she fixed me with a suspicious glance and it took everything not to quiver under her scrutiny.

  “Meg and I saw him in town once and that’s when I met his friends,” I explained. “She went off with some guy and I was hanging with them and then it turned out Mr. Wright was with them. Luckily I saw Connor pretty soon after that.”

  “That must have been awkward. At least Meg and I are around this time.”

  I grinned as Ollie collapsed onto the sofa beside me. “You seem to be enjoying yourself,” I teased him automatically, knowing I could blame any natural talking on the drugs, as long as I wasn’t too over the top.

  “Yeah.” He agreed, staring a bit too long before shaking himself out of it. “This stuff is fun.” Which it was. I could see things, but it wasn’t enough that it made me antisocial. Instead, I was extremely active and chatty. It was like the perfect combination. Jake apparently had good taste. “You look happy, also.”

  I smirked. “I am,” I replied, barely resisting the urge I had to snuggle into his side, or allow him to wrap his arms around me like his eyes told me he definitely wanted to. “Please tell me that this stubble isn’t a ‘have in the holidays but shave off before school because it’s not professional’ thing.”

  He raised an eyebrow. “It might be.”

  “Why?” I drawled out in a whine. “It’s nice. You should keep it.”

  Ollie smirked widely at that. “It looks scruffy.”

  “It looks s-” I bit my lip on the sexy he’d baited me into saying. I was sure Hannah was rolling her eyes behind me. “It looks good,” I settled on.

  “I might keep it,” he compromised, with a smirk that let me know that he was definitely going to keep it now I’d voiced my appreciation.

  That was when Jake shoved his way into the non-existent seat between Ollie and I. “Why hello there beautiful woman,” he drawled. “How are you finding the party?”

  I couldn’t help but chuckle, especially at Ollie’s irritated face. “It’s good. And you?”

  “Much better now I’m sat here beside you,” he winked shamelessly and I bit the inside of my cheek on a snort. I couldn’t stop my face heating up, though.

  “Right,” I acknowledged.

  “So, where are you staying tonight? I’m fairly sure there’s plenty of room in my bed-”

  “Oh my God, please,” Ollie complained. “You’re not sleeping with any of my students.”

  “Oh, don’t worry, it’s only the simply gorgeous Maddie that I’m interested in. You wouldn’t mind that, right, Ollie?” He goaded, wrapping an arm around my shoulder and grinning at Ollie.

  “Yes, I mind,” he hissed, looking like he very much wanted to wrench me away from Jake. I couldn’t help but think his possessive side was incredibly sexy.

  “What if I were to steal a kiss?” He moved his lips towards mine but I skilfully dodged.

  “Too far,” I assured him with a chuckle.

  Jake pouted. “But it would really annoy him. Look at his angry little face.”

  “As much as that would amuse me, I’m definitely not going to kiss you,” I informed him with a chuckle.

  “Hey, have you got any cigarettes?” Ollie questioned suddenly, bouncing his leg up and down.

  “Why?” I frowned.

  “To smoke, obviously.”

  “No way,” I denied. “You’ve quit. I refuse to be the reason you have some kind of unprofessional relapse. Just stick with the beard and that’ll be rebellious enough.”

  Ollie snorted. “I just like smoking at parties. I’m not going to smoke in real life.”

  “I don’t want to ruin your good role model-ness,” I teased.

  Jake made an incredulous noise at that. “We both know I’m far from a good role model,” he retorted. “Now come on and let’s go smoke.”

  “Fine.” I conceded. “Are you coming?” I directed this at Hannah, who was just sipping on a drink and didn’t look like she was particularly paying attention and Jake, who was apparently still disappointed about my unwillingness to kiss him.

  “Hm? Nah, it’s too cold,” she dismissed. “And I’m super comfy. Just don’t be too long.”

  “Yeah, I guess I’ll just stay here and chat to Hannah,” Jake decided, a now devious look returning to his face.

  “Sure,” I grinned at Ollie and sent Jake a warning look before filtering through the people in the room and out of the back door. I was filled with the sudden realisation that we were completely alone.

  Looking around the back garden, I decided to perch myself on a wall at the side of the house which wasn’t at all visible from the windows, but was still lit up by the outside lights enough to see. Retrieving the box of cigarettes from the annoying handbag I didn’t enjoy carrying around, I passed one to Ollie and kept one for myself, taking out my lighter and passing it to him.

  “It’s been surprisingly difficult to stay away from you all night,” Ollie commented nonchalantly after taking a long drag. “Is Hannah going home soon?”

  I grinned and lit my own. “Hopefully,” I replied, eyeing him up and down eagerly. I had almost presumed just from that statement that I would be going home with Ollie tonight. I hoped I wasn’t going to be disappointed.

  “You know, we are rather alone right now…” he trailed off, tilting his head to the side slightly.

  I didn’t even hesitate before grabbing his shirt and pulling him forward, so that he was stood in between my legs. “What exactly are you implying?” I questioned innocently, my finger tracing a pattern on his chest.

  Ollie wasted no time in returning the gesture, dragging his nails up my exposed legs. He ditched his cigarette and I did the same as his face moved towards mine, choosing to divert his path at the very last minute to trail kisses from my neck to my ear. “I think you know exactly what I’m implying,” he murmured as I shivered. When I was high everything seemed extra sensitive and tonight was no exception. It felt amazing, even having him this close to me.

  There wasn’t any point in drawing this out. I wove one hand through his tight curls to manoeuvre his lips to mine and dug my nails into his back with the other, leaving him no room to move backwards. Ollie’s reply was immediate and we didn’t bother with the small kisses, choosing to leap straight into open mouthed, passionate ones which had me gasping and struggling for breath.

  “There’s no way I’m not having you tonight,” Ollie growled when he pulled back for breath, nails scratching marks into my hips in a way that made me groan.

  “Obviously,” I replied between my fast breathing, quickly returning our attention to a long kiss, our chests pressed completely against each other as my heart rate spiked to insane levels.

  “You know, this could easily have been Hannah that walked out here and not me,” Meg commented in a casual voice, interrupting our heavy make-out session and causing me to pull away with a grimace.

  “Why couldn’t you have just stood in the doorway and kept guard and let us continue then?” I questioned with a pout.

  “You guys are so cute,” she decided to coo instead, with no real relevance to the situation. “It’s so sad that it’s all illegal and stuff.”

  I rolled my eyes. “Yes,” I agreed. “It is.”

  “But we’re forgetting about that for the rest of the night, as soon as stupid Hannah has left,” Ollie explained with a grin, smirking as he gave me a quick ki
ss on the forehead. “I suppose I probably should leave you alone for now, though. She is going soon though, right?” He demanded childishly.

  “Oh my gosh, you’re too adorable,” Meg crooned over any response I was about to give. “I wish you guys were like this all the time.”

  She’d obviously had far too much of whatever it was she’d taken. “I hope so,” I replied to Ollie’s question and he stepped out from between my legs, just in time, too, because Hannah stepped into the back garden just as we’d separated.

  “What’s up?” Meg inquired.

  “I’m going home,” Hannah announced. “Otherwise I think I’m going to fall asleep here and my mum would be really mad.”

  “Oh, really?” I realised I’d sounded too excited when Hannah shot me an offended look.

  “Jeez, don’t sound too happy,” She muttered.

  “It’s just because I felt like going for a walk.” I quickly made up. “And you probably shouldn’t walk home alone anyway,” I pointed out seriously. “It’s really late,” I turned to Ollie. “You’ll come with us, right? Wouldn’t want to leave two vulnerable females walking around the streets at night without some macho supervision.”

  “Sure.” Ollie agreed with a roll of his eyes. “Let’s go then, I guess.”

  After checking that she had everything, Hannah, Ollie and I exited the front door and began the not too long trek back to Hannah’s house. I was full of energy though and was actually quite glad to be walking around for a bit.

  “Oh, I got an interview at Newcastle, by the way,” I told Ollie with a large grin.

  “I’m surprised they didn’t just skip the interview process,” he replied with a chuckle.

  “That’s what Meg and I said,” Hannah laughed. “I’m fairly certain you’d get a place even if you didn’t show up to the interview, especially after doing so well in that writing competition thing.”

  “How are you getting there? My offer still stands.”

  “I’m going to get the train,” I gave him a grateful smile, though. “It wasn’t as much as I’d thought it’d be.”

  “Okay, cool. You might run into Annabel whilst you’re there. If you have any free time, anyway. She really likes you for some reason.”

  “Hey, what do you mean ‘for some reason’?” I taunted. “She probably likes me because I was a bitch to Jemma. Not that she definitely didn’t deserve it.”

  “I suppose she did. I really thought you were going to slap her, though. I was pretty impressed you didn’t.”

  “As long as we established that I’m definitely the better person,” I smirked. The fact that he’d broken up with her was proof enough of that.

  “Wait, what? When did this happen? What are we even talking about?” Hannah complained.

  “When Mr. Wright’s sister came back from Newcastle a couple of weeks ago I went out for dinner with her and Ollie and his stupid girlfriend,” I explained, realising that this was the first time I’d slipped up on his name all evening in front of her. “She asked me about the writing thing that I did and then bitched about drugs. After I apologised, even though I wasn’t even wrong, she said ‘I always like people who can accept when they’re wrong’,” I grimaced. “What a bitch. She also called me girl before.”

  “She sounds charming,” Hannah commented, before realising that Ollie was still here. “Sorry, I didn’t mean-”

  “Don’t worry, I broke up with her. You can say as many negative things as you want.”

  Hannah chuckled. “I would, but I’m home now.” She explained, gesturing to the house we’d stopped in front of. “Thanks for walking me home guys. I really didn’t want to do that by myself.” Then she seemed to suddenly realise something. “Wait, does that mean your first name is Oliver?”

  Ollie looked mortified. “Maybe,” he admitted with a groan. “Please don’t ever call me that.”

  I was laughing so hard I almost choked, though. “Oh my God, really? That’s hilarious.”

  “Hey!” He complained. “It’s not that bad. I am older than you. It’s... traditional,” he defended himself futilely.

  “It’s brilliant. I’m never going to be able to take you seriously again. I can’t believe I never realised this.”

  Ollie scowled at me. “Whatever then, Madeleine.”

  My face still flushed, especially since he’d made an effort to make it even sexier than normal. “Hey,” I whined. “You’re not allowed to do that to me.”

  “Truce?”

  “Fine,” I muttered.

  “I don’t understand.” Hannah complained.

  “She totally digs my accent,” Ollie smirked. “Look how red her face goes when I say it. Madeleine.”

  I couldn’t stop my cheeks flaming and I pouted. “Stop,” I complained. “It’s not fair.”

  “How did you even find that out?” Hannah questioned suspiciously.

  “She told my friends by accident. What a foolish mistake,” Ollie lied effectively.

  Hannah rolled her eyes. “It’s going to be so funny when you both awkwardly have to go back to school.”

  I chuckled, then suddenly remembered something. “What happened with Mike?”

  Hannah bit her lip guiltily. “I was going to break up with him the next time I saw him, but then he’d planned this really nice day for us and I couldn’t bring myself to do it.”

  I frowned. “What about Ewan? Have you seen him again?”

  “We went out for coffee the other day,” she admitted. “And he kissed me when I went home, he’s just so sweet. He wants to go out for little dates everywhere. It’s so cute.”

  “You’re going to break up with Mike next time you see him?” I asked hopefully. It was cruel for her to lead him on, especially if he was arranging days that were costing him money or anything.

  “Yes, for definite this time,” she promised.

  “You really should.” Ollie offered his opinion. “If you keep just cheating on him you’ll feel awful. And you’re bound to be found out too and it’ll just ruin your chance with this Ewan guy. I’m guessing he doesn’t know you have a boyfriend.”

  “He doesn’t,” she affirmed. “And I will, honestly. I really want to give it a shot with Ewan. Thanks for the advice guys.” I wasn’t entirely convinced that she’d be breaking up with Mike any time soon. I was almost inclined to believe that seeing two guys was what was making this exciting for her. “See you at school.”

  “See you later Hannah! Have fun camping.”

  “Thank God she’s gone,” Ollie declared as we started walking back towards the house, grabbing my hand in his and lacing our fingers together. “Now we can go and actually enjoy ourselves.”

  I couldn’t help but grin widely. Ollie really did want to just spend his time with me, it was so awesome to hear. “We definitely can,” I agreed.

  We chatted mindlessly on the way back and I only realised how cold I was when we were back in the house. On the sofa, I automatically cuddled into Ollie’s side as he wrapped an arm around me.

  Harry groaned. “Where’d she go? It was much more enjoyable seeing you try and avoid each other.”

  I smirked. “What’s wrong?” I inquired innocently, pressing my lips to Ollie’s forehead in a gentle kiss. “Aren’t you happy me and Ollie get to be around each other now?”

  I leant forward, about to give Ollie a kiss on the lips to annoy Harry further, when he spoke. “Ollie and I,” He corrected.

  I scowled. “Really?” I complained. “You think I don’t know that? You gave me full marks on an essay, remember?”

  Ollie didn’t bother to hide his smugness. “It’s too funny to annoy you though.” He decided to press his lips against mine anyway, though the small peck didn’t stay that way for long and hands automatically went to hair to bring our faces closer together. I vaguely heard Harry pretending to gag, but the majority of my senses were completely focused on Ollie, who I knew I wasn’t likely to be this close to again. I said that every time I kissed him, though.
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br />   “Stop being mean to them,” Meg accused, sitting down beside us and making me finally pull away. “Look how cute they are.”

  I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. I was fairly sure we both actually just looked like complete messes from having been awake for so long, but I didn’t mention it. “Can we go home?” Ollie asked suddenly. “I’m getting kind of tired and I definitely don’t want to be going to sleep as soon as we get in.”