(Here you go guys :3)

(The same day as the previous chapter)
Mitch's POV

He looked at me and gave me one more soft kiss. I smiled.

"Hey Mitch. I was wondering. Do you wanna come over to my house. Maybe hang out and have a drink with me?"he whispered.

I laughed quietly and leaned against him. We were both sitting on top of a desk. Sitting side by side.

"You know Mr.Aceti, shouldn't you be stopping me from under age drinking?"I mumbled.

He wrapped an arm around my waist and kissed my cheek ,"Well~ I'm not really a cop and I think your adorable when your drunk. So it's a win for me and win for you".

I raised an eyebrow ,"Um.. last time when we met at the bar, you got me drunk off my my ass and you raped me AFTER you took me to your house. So~ Yeah sure".

He laughed and gave me a deep kiss ,"No foul language mister. We're still in school".

"Oh shut up dad".

He smiled and I got off the desk. Then grabbed the stuff from his desk that I left after yesterday's detention and looked at him.

"I gotta go to my locker first. Put this away and I guess go to your place. If that's what you wanna do"I mumbled.
He nodded and got off the desk as well.

He walked to me and kissed the side of my head.

Then grabbed his shoulder bag which had his laptop in it. Then we went out the door and he waited for me out front.

I opened my locker and sighed. Stuffing my things in there and closed the door.

I groaned and slammed my head on the locker. Not with so much force though so it didn't hurt.

What am I doing? I shouldn't be going to his house!? My rape and molester lightbulb is blinking above my head. I've only known Mr.Aceti for this school year. So about 4 months. And this has been going on for what? A week I think.

I groaned again and slammed my forehead again.

What am I doing? I don't know him very well. What if he's like the guy off of Fifty shades of Grey?

My cheeks flushed and I groaned again. This time not banging my forehead but slapping my forehead.

If I don't stop I'm gonna have a headache.

I started walking yo the front door of the school. Looking down with my hands in my hoodie pockets.

I still don't know exactly all of what he did that night. There could've been something in the drinks. He may of put something in them. He could've drugged me!

My cheeks flushed again. I slapped my cheeks with both hands and rubbed my face and eyes.

Man I read too much gay stories.

Wonder what all he did do.

I seriously gotta stop thinking.

Well then again, I don't really care what he doe-

I slapped myself again.

Shut up mind. I love him so it doesn't matter.. what.. he.. does.

My eyes turned into saucers and my cheeks turned into tomotoes and roses at my own thought. Then I smiled at myself.

I love him. I just admitted it to my own self.

I sighed and thought again.

But what if he's the one that always has the extra frie- okay my mind is wondering else where.

My head started to slightly hurt so I stopped thinking. I went out the front door and smiled to see him pulled up at the sidewalk.

He rolled down the window and waved. Then opened the passenger door.

I thanked him and got in. Buckled up and let my dirty mind continue the whole way there.

I got out of the car and looked at the house.

My mind was sorta fuzzy on the place of it but I still remember it.

He looked at me and smiled. Then he walked to me and grabbed my hand. Then we went into the house.

He closed the door when I walked in.

"Take a seat and I'll grab the things".

My cheeks flushed and I nodded. Then he left the room. Down a large hall. I stuffed my face in my hands.

Put my mind else where right now. If I keep it like this then I swear things are either gonna go down or up and right now mine's deciding. But right now, up is winning and showing.

I grabbed one of the small pillows off the couch and covered myself.

This is gonna be long night. Thankfully, tomorrows the weekend or I'd be screwed. Who am I kidding! I'm already screwed! Literally! Okay~ do I really need to drink because I feel drunk already!?

I groaned and mentally slapped myself.

It's fine. I'm just REALLY nervous. REALLY nervous. After I just learned my feelings, I'm as nervous as they come. Oh my gowd my mind. No! You stay down! I'm loosing it here!

"Hey~ I'm back".

I looked up and smiled.

He brung in a vodka and champagne bottle. Both alcoholic. And two red wine glasses.

He sat beside me and placed them on table.

"Yay"I mumbled.

He handed me one of the empty glasses ,"Which one"?

"Which one's the strongest?"I said unconsciously.

He smiled and grabbed the vodka bottle ,"This one for sure", he mumbled as he poured me a glass. Then he did the same for himself.

I propped my feet to the side and on the couch. Facing him.

My cheeks were still rosy and my pants were growing a little tighter. Making me bite my bottom lip.

"So Mitch. What were you thinking about while I went to get the drinks"?

My eyes widened and I quickly took a sip and looked down ,"You- No your house. Y-Your house. It's lovely. I don't really remember it well from when I was drunk off my ass the last time when I was here".

He laughed softly ,"Hey Mitch".

I heard him sit his glass down after he spoke.

I looked up and he slammed his lips against mine. Making my cheeks flush deeply when I knew what he was doing. I closed my eyes and parted my lips a little and he smiled.

Then I swallowed the vodka he had in his mouth. My cheeks were deepest red ever. He pulled back and smiled.

"I-It was way~ better that way"I said without thinking.

!!!!!!(EXTREME FLUFF coming up. You have been warned)!!!!!!

He laughed softly again and wiped my lips with his thumb.

My hands were shaking I was so nervous. So I quickly put the glass down so I wouldn't drop it.

He looked at me and sighed. I raised an eyebrow and he smiled more.

He looked down and then back up. Then I looked down and noticed the pillow wasn't in my lap. I guess it fell when he made me drink vodka from his mouth. Hot. I was speechless.

"U-Um.. this is not that. I promise.. I um.. carry a um.. something big in my pocket so.. yeah".

"Really?", he pushed my back on the couch ,"Then what's in your pocket"?

"Secret"I quickly said.

"Mm hmm. Then pull it out of your pocket. So it won't get in the way~".

Welp.. I'm screwed. Maybe literally any minute ,"It don't really come out.. or off".

"It doesn't now? Hm.. put what if I did.. this".

I bit my bottom lip when he used one hand to undo the button of my pants and unzip the zipper. Then he pulled them to my knees and smiled.

"So in this situation, your telling me you have something big, in the pocket of your boxer underwear hm? Right in the middle. I can keep playing this game all night Mitch. Your hard. Admit it".

I looked away and covered my eyes with my hand ,"Am not".

He snapped the waist line which made me jump ,"I can prove you wrong instantly you know".

"P-Please don't"I begged out of embarrassment and nervousness.

"Why are you nervous Mitchy? It's not like I haven't seen you naked before. This would be the third time".

My eyes widened and I sat up quickly. He looked at me confused.

"Third!? You've only had sex with me once! And doing me three times on the same night does not count! What the hell have you been doing"!?

His own cheeks flushed. Making me a little more confident.

"I have my excuses to go to the boys locker room while you had gym for last 2 weeks. I only caught you in the shower twice. The rest you had a towel on. I just did it by talking about football and stuff like that".

My cheeks flushed the deepest again. I covered my eyes.

"Man your soo creepy. So that happened for 2 weeks!? And you caught me naked in the shower twice!? Your lucky I don't sue you"!

He laughed at that. Making my confidence I gained immediately to drop to floor. He smiled at me.

"Come on. Now you should be less embarrassed of this. And now that you know this~ maybe try to be a little more exposed".

I glared at him and looked away.

I know what he is now. A molester and a stalker. I would sue him, if I didn't love him. But I do. I just don't have the guts, or balls, to say it. Or to sue him...

I sighed and looked at him. He reached down and slid my pants off my feet. Then dropped them on the floor.

I smiled softly at him. He smiled wide back.

"See. You wouldn't and I know it".

"Fine"I whispered.

"I might get to see you in my shower tonight so~ win win for me, and you~".

I shook my head and looked him in the eyes. Laughing softly ,"That's a maybe. Just a maybe. We'll see".

He nodded and leaned down. Giving me a soft kiss. Then made it a little deeper. I closed my eyes and wrapped my arms around his neck.

Then I slid off my hoddie. Before he could kiss me again, I pulled off his tie slowley and smoothly and then unbuttoned his buttoned down shirt. The took it off him. My cheeks flush.

Wow.. I thought I'd be drunk again. But I'm sober this time. And I'm SO glad I am.