Selena's POV

A month after Demi had moved in with us and she had finally become completely casual in the house. At first she was really careful not to break anything or mess anything up, but now she was taking longer in the shower and actually telling me to shut up when she was trying to plan a lesson. She only told me to shut up jokingly of course so I found it quite amusing.

It was a Monday night when it happened. I'd been on a date with Alyssa; we went to the movies to watch The Last Exorcism. It was scary and I ended up hiding my head in her chest. The date was really good, until it came to dropping her home.

We were sitting in the car, cuddling on the back seat, when she whispered something in my ear. Something that made me realise how stupid I was being.

I've fallen in love with you.

It was all it took for me to realise that I couldn't do it; I couldn't be with her.

Over the month my crush/obsession with Demi had grew massively and every time Alyssa and I kissed or cuddled, I always saw Demi. I'd tried to ignore it. But Alyssa saying she was in love with me had pushed it too far; I couldn't mess her around anymore when I really just liked her as a friend.

So I said goodnight and went home. I didn't know what to do. Obviously nothing could happen with Demi because she was my teacher but I knew that I really needed to break up with Alyssa.

I went straight up to my room when I got back. My mom and Demi were in the living room watching the TV. They both called out a 'hello' but I ignored them and ran up the stairs to my room where I slammed the door and jumped onto my bed.

I was really angry at how I was feeling and how confused I was and when I get angry I cry. I hadn't been in my room for more than two minutes when there was a quiet knock at the door.

"Selena? Selena it's me, can I come in?" Demi asked quietly from the other side of my bedroom door.

"Okay." I called back before I sniffed loudly. My eyes were starting to sting from crying. It wasn't something I did very often.

"What happened kiddo? Did Alyssa break up with you?" She asked me as she sat next to me on my bed. She wrapped her arm around my shoulder and pulled me in so my head was resting on her shoulder. She was really affectionate and I really liked it.

"No… She didn't." I muttered almost inaudibly against her neck. Demi stroked my hair gently with her hand and ran her fingers through it, untangling the small knots that had formed during the evening.

"Then why are you so upset?" She asked me concernedly.

"I-I… I don't w-want to talk a-about it." I replied to her. The room went silent for a few minutes and I just sat there crying in Demi's embrace.

"What do you do if you really like someone but you know it can never happen?" I asked her, trying to make sure it wasn't obvious I was talking about her.

"You should tell the person. Sometimes even if it's something that could go horribly wrong; if you and this girl like each other that much you should be willing to take the risk. I take it we're not talking about Alyssa now?" She asked me. She stopped stroking my hair and started rocking me gently.

"No, we're not talking about Alyssa." I told her as if it were kind of obvious; which I was.

I could hear the ticking of the clock on the wall. It felt as if time had stopped because I was nervous; I knew that today would be the day she found out, I just knew it. The only way I was sure time hadn't stopped completely was from my clock ticking. It signalled movement.

"Are you going to tell me who you are talking about?" She asked me, more like telling me to tell her. The tone of voice she used made it clear that she really wanted to know but wasn't going to pressure me.

"I can't. It'll wreck everything." I told her quietly as a few tears rolled slowly down my cheeks.

"You can tell me. I won't say anything. It doesn't bother me who you like. You know the rules about student confidentiality anyway." She said with a small smile that I saw through the corner of my eye. I looked up at her and into her eyes. You can always tell if someone's lying through their eyes.

"You promise me that if I tell you it won't make anything weird between us and nothing will change and you won't tell anyone?" I asked her seriously. Demi looked at me confusedly but nodded.

"I promise." She replied. She was telling the truth.

"It's uhh… she's a uhm… She's kind of like, a teacher…" I trailed off. Demi didn't respond so I carried on, playing with the bottom of my t-shirt. "My English teacher to be exact…" I trailed off, unsure of Demi's reaction.

"It's me." She stated, sort of questioningly. I nodded and before I could comprehend what was happening her lips were pressed forcefully against mine in a desperate kind of kiss.

I pushed back with an equal amount of force and I felt her tongue run across my bottom lip. I'd learnt from Alyssa that it meant she wanted entrance which I gladly granted.

Our tongues battled against each other for dominance until oxygen became an issue. It wasn't until we stopped kissing that it sunk in that I had kissed my teacher. Again.

Demi gently pushed me so that I was lying with my head in her lap and she was stroking my hair again.

"What does this mean?" I asked her quietly, like an innocent child. I don't know why, my voice just kind of sounded like that at the time.

"I didn't kiss you last month because I was upset… I mean, I did, but I also really wanted too, and my being upset was just kind of an excuse." She admitted with a blush to her cheeks. I smiled up at her and leant up to press my lips to hers quickly.

"I really, really like you Demi… It kind of really kicked in how much I like you when Alyssa told me she loves me." I told her quietly, slightly saddened at the thought of how heart-broken Alyssa would be when I broke up with her.

"I really like you too… but you know that this, if this is anything, will be really complicated?" She asked me seriously. I nodded to let her know I was aware. "Selena, if anything happens between us, it has to stay between us. You know that it's illegal right? Until you turn eighteen I'm classed as a paedophile or child molester or whatever. I know it's not like that, but still. If anyone found out I'd go to prison." She explained sadly.

"I know, but I'm willing to take the risk if you are. It's December and I turn eighteen in seven months. If we can keep it a secret for just seven months then we can pretend to start dating then when it's legal." I suggested, knowing really that that was exactly what she was thinking.

"I'm more than willing to take the risk. Since I met you I had, like, this really strong attraction to you and it's grew over time to something a hell of a lot more than just a crush. I really like you and I want to take the risk." She admitted shyly. I sat up and moved so that I was sitting on her lap, straddling her waist.

"That sounds like a deal then." I whispered against her lips before pecking them repeatedly.

"Wait…" She said after a few seconds, putting her fingers against my lips to stop my movement. "Are you absolutely sure this is what you want?" She asked me cautiously.

"I am one hundred percent sure that this is what I want. Now stop being so worried and kiss me before I have to tie you up and do it without your consent." I told her jokingly, unsure of where this new found courage came from.

"Kinky." She mumbled before attacking my lips with hers.

We were kissing and making out and cuddling for a good half hour before my mom came upstairs to find us. She thankfully knocked the door before she came in and it gave Demi and me a few seconds to jump away from each other to separate ends of the bed.

"Hey, what was up earlier, Sel?" My mom asked me with a smile as she sat on the bed in between Demi and me. I looked at Demi and saw she was blushing furiously; much like I probably was.

"I'm just gonna go and leave you two to it. I'll be in my room if you want me." Demi said as she left quickly, trying to hide her blush as she did so.

"Okay… thanks Demi." I said with a flirtatious smile that I'm pretty sure my mom didn't notice.

"Anytime." She replied with a subtle wink as she left. The door closed and my mom turned to me.

"So what was wrong?" She asked me worriedly.

"Nothing important. It's much better now that I've spoken to Demi about it. She's helped me. It's really not important." I told her with a genuine grin. I was so happy; Demi liked me back. She's my hot English teacher who likes me. I think I could have died.

"Sweetie, I'd still like to know. I'm your mother. You don't hide anything from me. Whatever it is you can tell me." She said as she pulled me in for a tight and loving hug. I smiled against her shoulder and shook my head.

"No it's okay. I was just upset because I realised that I don't really like Alyssa in the way that I thought I did so I was worried about breaking up with her, but Demi gave me some good advice." I told her half-truthfully with an innocent smile.

"Oh right. Well as long as you're okay now. It's eleven o'clock now. Do you think maybe you should go to sleep? You still have school tomorrow, remember?" My mom reminded me with a raised eyebrow.

"Yeah sure. I'll get changed then you can come and tuck me in." I said, flashing her another smile as she got up and went to leave. Yes, my mom still tucks me in at night. We are that close.

"Okay then sweetie." My mom replied after kissing my cheek softly. I closed my door and went into my closet where I pulled out a short white night-dress. I quickly put it on and put my hair up and hopped into bed.

"MOM! I'm in bed!" I called. My mom came into my room minutes later with a smile plastered on her face.

"Goodnight baby. I love you. I'll see you in the morning." She whispered tiredly before kissing the top of my head. She closed the door behind her and I snuggled up into my sheets with butterflies doing somersaults in my stomach. I was so content at that moment. I was thinking about Demi, how soft her lips were, how perfect her body was, how beautiful she was.

I didn't realise I'd been thinking for so long but when I looked at my iPod dock the time read 12.30AM. It was a few moments later when my door knocked softly.

"Yeah?" I croaked out tiredly.

Demi tip-toed in and lay down next to me on my bed, her front pressed tightly to my back.

"Just thought I'd come and say goodnight. So, goodnight." She said with a small chuckle. She kissed my neck softly and started nipping and sucking my pulse point gently.

"Mmm. Goodnight." I mumbled happily. I was in a hell of a lot of pleasure from the way she was moving her tongue and applying just the right amount of pressure to my pulse-point.

"I'll come in early in the morning before your mom's up if you want?" She asked me as she interlaced our fingers.

"Or I could come and sleep in your room with you tonight." I suggested. I turned around so that our fronts were both pressed together and tangled our legs.

"And what happens if your mom comes in and finds us in the same bed?" She asked me as if I was stupid.

"She wouldn't, but if she did I'd say I had a nightmare but couldn't wake her up so I got in your bed instead. If I have nightmares I normally get into her bed anyway." I told her with a shrug as if it were obvious.

"Aw, you're just a big kid at heart, aren't you?" she asked me before kissing the tip of my nose and sucking briefly.

"Yes. And you seem to have an obsession with sucking on me, so we both have our weird things." I replied cheekily. I got up and pulled her with me. We crept into her room silently, trying to keep our giggling quiet so we wouldn't wake my mom up. She always went to bed and to sleep by midnight on a week day so that she was up in time to make me breakfast.

"Okay. Let's go to sleep. I'm shattered." I stated as we both crawled into the bed. I noticed Demi was changed into the pyjama's she brought with the money my mom and I made her take from us to buy herself new clothes. She was reluctant at first but she couldn't really say no considering she had nothing.

"Okay then baby. Goodnight." She whispered almost inaudibly as we both got comfy and ended up snuggled into the blankets with Demi's front pressed tightly to my back and her arm slung protectively around my waist. I smiled contently when she pressed her lips softly to my bare shoulder and sucked softly on the skin there.

"Sorry." She mumbled through small giggles. She buried her head in between the crook in my neck and I felt her cheeks heated. She had obviously blushed.

"It's okay. Your obsession with sucking me is cute. Just don't leave too many marks in case my mom sees them. She'll either think I'm sleeping with Alyssa or think I'm sleeping around. Either way it's not good." I told her with a slight joking tone to my words.

"Psh. You're old enough to be having sex anyway. A girl has needs you know? I was having sex well before I was your age." She said whilst twirling my hair around her finger. I turned round to face her abruptly and raised my left eyebrow.

"Oh yeah? And what age did you start having sex then, Miss. Lovato?" I asked her, adding what I hoped was a sexy tone to her name. You don't really think of teachers as doing anything illegal.

"Oh… I uh… I was fourteen my first time." She said with a tint to her cheeks. Even in the dark I knew it was there.

"Oh yeah? Naughty girl, Miss. Lovato. Would this first time have been with a boy or a girl?" I asked her curiously. Slightly embarrassed at what we were discussing.

"I've never had sex with a boy, Sel. I've always found them completely repulsive. Although… I've been pretty close." She said with a naughty grin.

"Oh yeah? And how does that work if you've always found them repulsive?" I asked her, intrigued as to what she meant.

"I do, but apparently uh…" She moved closer so her lips were brushing my ear and her hot breath was causing the hair on the back of my neck to stand up from her breath on my ears. "Apparently strap-ons are pretty close to the real thing…" She trailed off and pecked my earlobe. The tone she used and the heat of her breath on me ear added onto her actual words sent shivers down my spine.

"Wait… you have… you have a strap-on?" I asked her, shocked at the thought. I never would have thought that Demi, my English teacher, would do or have any of the things she's just told me about.

"Goodnight Selena." She whispered with an obvious smirk in her words. I rolled my eyes and pecked her lips gently before going to sleep.

SO THERE'S THE LONG AWAITED LOVEZ. 3