I woke up to the sun shining on my face, I rubbed my eyes open before trying to get out of bed only to realize this is not my bed. I look down and notice that I have strong arms wrapped around me, holding me tight against his body. This causes my body to immediately wake up as I try to get his grasp off of me. I managed to slip away, hoping he did not wake up.

"What are you still doing here?" He says as I turn around and give him a small forced laugh. 

"I honestly have no idea, I wish you could tell me." I respond, trying to remember last night. I am wearing his shirt, what in the world happened?

"Did-Did you change me?" I ask as my eyes widen while he brushes his hair away from his face.

"Yep," he says like it's nothing, "you're welcome by the way."

I have never been undressed by a man or anyone of any sorts, I am shocked. Harry notices this and laughs at me.

"Babe, it's not like I've never seen a woman before." He smiles showing off his dimples.

"You're disgusting." I say bitterly while covering myself up to the shoulders with the blanket. He just laughs while sitting up against the headboard, and that's when I remembered the events that unfolded.

I arrived to his house with him completely wasted before he poured alcohol all over me, that explains the smell. I was already mentally tired from school yesterday and tried to take care of him, however, the opposite happened since I completely passed out most likely forgetting to even text my mom.

"Oh, no. My mom is probably furious!" I rush to find my phone, "where did you put my phone?"

"Don't worry, I texted your mom to say you're staying at a friends." He replies while turning on the television. I let out a large sigh and just lay there. In my piano teachers bed. I remember what he told me last night about him not being a legit teacher.

"So, if you are not a real teacher...how are you even teaching at my school?" I ask quietly.

"I do have a degree in music theory, I just never taught piano separately." He responds while getting out of bed.

"Then how is this going to work? How did you even manage to get away with this?" 

"We'll continue having our lessons," he walks over to me, "they will be, I guess, slightly different than usual ones."

"Well, alright. But how am I going to continue piano?" I ask again, completely unaware of what he means by different. There are so many definitions and meanings he can have behind that.

"You already play wonderfully, so I'll just continue giving you the praise you deserve and help with any recommendations. This way you will get accepted to more colleges, which is what you want, while I still get the pleasure of seeing you." He explains and walks to the bathroom to wash up.

"Are you sure? This is just crazy!" I respond while sitting back down on the bed.

"Darling, come on. You know this is a win for you and a win for me, we both get what we want out of this. Correct?" He says, in a way he's right but what in the world is going to come from this and why does my mother still pay?

"Fine," I say, "however, only on one condition."

"Anything for you." Harry winks at me.

"My mom will stop paying for these lessons, you tell her that you're a charitable person and will do it for free." I say as he laughs at me.

"Kate, your mother hasn't paid me a dime." 

"What?" I respond, I definitely look dumb right now. He wipes his face with a towel before coming back to the room.

"I told her I was willing to do it for free, I was just bored and no one comes to my house that often. It was just something to do once in a while," He says while picking out clothes, "she agreed to it."

Why did she tell me she was paying for my lessons? Will I even succeed now? How will I prove myself to colleges that they should want me? I feel like such an idiot for not knowing this, it's nothing to hide so why did she?

"Don't you want to get ready? Class starts soon." He says while pointing at the clock. 

"Harry, class starts in literally thirty minutes! I have to get home!" I jump off the bed and go downstairs as quickly as possible. I need to get home and grab my backpack and clothes to wear. I find my phone and music notes as Harry walks down the stairs. He hasn't shown any sign of a hangover, how? He walks over to me with a suspicious grin on his face as I use a hair band to put my hair up and away from my face in a hurry. 

"Don't you think you need some pants?" He says as I look down and realize that I obviously forgot to even put on pants. I quickly grab last nights pants I had on and was ready to go out the door before Harry stopped me and pushed me against the wall.

"Don't you look good in this," his raspy voice says in my ear while pulling on my bra strap.

"H-Harry, what are you doing?" I stutter, I was not expecting this at all.

"Something that you'll like," he whispers before nipping at my skin and trailing kisses down to my breasts. My breathing was hard to control as I watched him suck on a spot just above one of my nipples. He brings his face towards mine again and looks deeply into my eyes, his a dark green. He looks down at my lips as I look down at his. Our faces slowly move towards each other's and press gently. We move in sync, our lips molding together. Soon the kiss goes from an innocent one, to a passionate and more hungry one. Harry bites my lip gently, causing me to let out a moan, he pulls away from a second.

"That sound, I love it. It makes me want to be inside of you so the whole neighborhood could hear my name and those delicate moans of yours as I pleasure you." He says hotly as he playfully bites my ear. It's like my brain has disappeared, and my body is in control. I wrap my fingers in his hair and crash our lips together again.

"Baby," his breathe hot against my skin. "Your skin is so soft, so touchable."

I roll my head back as he touches my breast, sending pleasure through out my body. I have never been touched this way before, but now I want more. And only his touch that sends waves of emotion through me. I moan against his touch as I could feel him smile against my skin. He pecks my lips once more before getting up.

"You don't want to be even more late to school, do you?" He arches an eyebrow at me. I flush and cover my chest, I shouldn't have let him do that. Now I seem easy, and the next thing he could do is get in my pants.

"You fool, Kate, you fool." I shake my head and grab my bag before rushing out the door. I can't believe I let him get his way with me. I quickly get in my car and drive home, I will be a bit late but at least I'll make it to the class.

My mom was at work already, I wish I could ask her about the lessons and the reason she didn't tell me it was free. I'll have to remember that once I come home, but right now I need to make it to class as soon as possible. The whole drive there I could still feel his hands and lips all over my body, and wanting to find out more. Why is this all happening to me? Why does my heart still yearn for him and to feel him again? I find a parking spot at the school and go inside and find my class, Harry was in the middle of teaching various scales including chromatic and diatonic scales. He looks at me as I quickly find my seat and pull out my notes, I managed to attend the last 20 minutes of class thankfully. The bell rings and we all pack up as Harry reminds us of our assignments and what pages to review. I walk up to him to hand in my tardy slip as he takes it and throws it in the trash. Of course he would do that.

"I'll let you get away with this late slip only in exchange for this morning," he smiles at me, "isn't it a pleasure to personally know your teacher?"

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Revised January 3, 2019

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