Laura P. O. V(five years later):
I was breathing so hard with David on my side, as we laid on the concrete floor. Groans emerged due to the sore body as I tried to turn towards him.
"That. was. fun.", I managed to say while pausing between each word.
"Yah. You did great, Laura", an awkward laugh escaped from David, as he turned towards me.
"But, You still miss that spot.", I said with modesty.
"I did?", He looked surprised.
I rolled my eyes, as his cute little lips turned into a sexy smirk.
"Then, in that case, let's do it again.", He said.
"What? No. I'm tired.
Getting up, David walked near the stereo player and switched on the energetic beats, as I lazily picked up the tired me, stretching out the sore muscles.
Playlist- El Baño by ENRIQUE IGLESIAS.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zekOhvAjUZE
The salacious bass ricocheted through the soft bricks making the voice of Enrique Iglesias melt on my skin.
David started counting numbers of rhythms, taking me into his arms.
Our hips swayed together, his strong torso pressed against mine as his hefty hands wreathed around my curves. His forehead was touching mine, making my heart running like a lunatic. My eyes caught on a glittery sweat flowing down from his chiseled nose to his plush lips.
Slowly my attention turned into carnal sensuality.
Laura, wake up.
I swiftly looked up to see whether he noticed my long hard look. His captivating blue eyes were already staring into mine.
Oh. Shit.
"Are you staring at my lips?", A slight chuckle escaped his lips, as his hefty hands pranced on my soft hair, pushing the untamed strands behind my ears.
"No. I wasn't", A straight lie came out from my mouth.
"You looked at it, I saw that."
"I. I. Was. Staring at the sweat."
And even the sweat on him turned me on. What am I?
"I know what you want, Laura.", His husky male voice melted near my ear, as he whispered into it.
Our eyes shared a lovesick vibe, as he abruptly pushed me into his tight embrace and his hands angled my face for a perfect first kiss.
Slowly my eyes drifted into dark space, as our lips touch softly.
"MISS. DEVELIGINE".
I drifted back to rude reality, as the white clouds disappeared all of a sudden as my eyes stared right into David's.
David was looking right at me, confused. His arched eyebrows were wondering what kinky stuff I'm into as his eyes concentrated on my pouted lips.
I blinked my eyes twice as I realized the whole class looking at me, in total surprise. Mr. Stockholm was staring at me, scrunched eyebrows tinting on his irritated mood.
Shit.
"This is the third time I'm calling you."
I stood up awkwardly.
"If you have done drooling over Mr. Fernandez, I guess you could now answer my question"
I'm blank, trying to wake up from the nervous breakdown.
"Question?"
I looked at the board scribbled in black and white, contemplating on the subject.
All I could think about is David.
What have I done? I'm a mentally incompetent person before him.
I looked at David, who was sitting at side. His mystic blue eyes pitied me, while he gleamed with a naughty smile as he tapped the white pen absent mindedly.
He would tap his pen innately when interested.
"Do you know what class this is?"
"Yes, sir. This is umm..", I tried to recollect my memories, but my mind was blank.
The whole class stared at me, while awkward silence followed by slow tide of giggles sniggered me, making me more mortified.
I'm so done.
"Miss. Finnley, stop trying to help your friend or you give her the company to the principal room."
I looked at Charlotte, trying to make hand gestures. She mouthed something more like P.
"Ph.. physics?", I said with defiance.
Mr. Stockholm let out a bitter sigh, looking more enraged.
Here it goes.
"Get out.", His raucous voice echoed through the whole corridor.
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