Synopsis:
Layla Dahamrai has just begun her second year at university. She's acing every class and is one of the department's best students in her cohort. However, she's not getting along with her professor in her East Asian Regimes & Empires class, not that it's really her fault. It doesn't help that she's hot for her teacher either. Sebastian Henderson expects the best out of his students, given he's teaching at one of the most prestigious universities in London. He's had enough of Layla stumbling into his class late at the beginning of the semester. In the six years he's been teaching in academia, he has never desired a student until now. Layla and Sebastian will soon come to realise they have more in common during, and definitely out of, office hours.
Chapter 11: Student Night
30/04/2018
"Come on! Let's get more shots!" Delilah drags me to the bar. It's the final Sports Night before exams start in two weeks. It's coming to the end of April and it's almost been a month of Sebastian and I sending these little messages checking in on each other. I haven't seen him in person. I've just been focused on finishing my final assessments of the semester and revising for my exams. We've spoken more about the weather than we have about anything else.
I huff a sigh and look down at my clothes to check they're still okay. I'm wearing a flimsy, blue, backless satin mini dress with long slits on the sides. It looks like a napkin on me with the way my breasts are bursting over the edge and being unable to bend over if I don't want to flash my arse to everyone. My black boots have been trashed from all the liquor and the sticky floors. Delilah tugs on my arm and brings my attention to the student bartender.
"What can I get you?" he yells over the music and the other students yelling at him across the bar.
"We need four shots of vodka and four shots of tequila," he looks at me dubiously, but doesn't question the order and pours the drinks for us.
"Layla, I said one of each!" Delilah looks alarmed when she sees the shots being poured out.
"Perfect! That means there are two for you and six for me," I quickly pay for them and start throwing back the tequila and vodka in front of me. I was already tipsy by the time I made it to the event but now I was ready to get blackout drunk.
The balance between Sebastian and I was extremely off. We are both at fault. I walked in unwilling to talk to him, instead, I pushed him away, and effectively shut him up by fucking him. Sebastian panicked, said things he would never say, but kept his space knowing I wasn't ready to listen to him again. I sigh and walk away from the bar to find Florence, Alice, Aurelia, and Lola.
I wrap my arms around Florence's waist and snatch her drink out of her hand. "Hey!" I ignore her as I down the whiskey and coke. I wink and insert myself between Lucas and Digby. Before I can start grinding against them, Aurelia tugs my hand, moving me between her and Alice. I frown at their concerned faces.
Lola links her arm with mine and guides me away from the group. "I need to pee!" she yells at me. Alice and Aurelia stay with the boys while Florence and Lola join us. I stumble into the brightly-lit restroom and fall into a cubicle. I walk back out and giggle at the state of my face. My mascara and eyeliner are smudged beneath my eyes and I look wildly aroused. I mean, it's been a month without Sebastian, I might be losing my mind without his cock in my pussy all the time. God, what has he turned me into?
I attempt to salvage my makeup as Delilah, Florence, and Lola join me by the mirrors. "Bad Layla is finally making an appearance! We haven't seen her since the end of our first year," Delilah cheers next to me.
Florence giggles, "She just needs to slow down on the alcohol". I stick my tongue out at both of them as they wash their hands and fix their makeup. I take out my phone and read the last message Sebastian sent me.
-- The weather is starting to look really good now that we're moving into May. I hope you have a good day. I'm here if you need any help with exam revision.
Christ, we went from sending nudes to each other every day alongside our romantic messages to ones about the weather and wishing each other good days. I may as well be another student! I want to know what he's been up to without me around? Where has he been, with Camille, with his friends? Does he miss me? It makes my heart sink knowing he hasn't said it once. I haven't even said it. I want him. I miss him. I love him.
The vodka, tequila and who knows how much whiskey begins to take over and starts making the decisions I was too afraid to make while I was sober.
-- What are you up to tonight?
Lola holds my hand and leads me out to the dance floor. When we can't find anyone we walk into the frigid smoking area. I shudder when I reach Alice and Aurelia in the crowd. Aurelia is in the middle of chastising Henry, George and Lucas about their excessive smoking while Lucas watches in horror as Alice sticks her tongue down a stranger's throat. Florence and Delilah laugh at how sloppy it is. My phone vibrates and I'm taken aback by how quickly Sebastian has responded.
-- I'm at home. I'm playing billiards with Oliver, Christopher and Charles.
-- That sounds really good.
-- What are doing tonight?
-- I'm at Sports Night with the girls and the guys.
-- That sounds fun.
I shove my phone back into my purse and smile at Alice's horrid make-out session with some random guy. "If she sticks her tongue in there any longer she might not get it back," Henry and George laugh at my comment and I walk back inside. I head over to the bar and squeeze through to the front. A hand comes around my waist. Ugh, it's another aggressive rugby lad. The blonde stranger presses his mouth to my ear.
"Can I get you a drink, babe?" I wince inwardly at the overfamiliarity of his words. I take his hand off my waist and scowl at him.
"I'm good thanks. I can get my own drink," I lean over the bar and motion my hand at the bartender that had served me and Delilah a little while ago. The guy nods at me as he finishes his current order.
"Hey, don't be a bitch. I'm doing something nice for a fat slag like you," my hand twitches on the counter. I'm ready to slap him across the face when Arthur stands between the two of us. I step backwards and bump into a girl behind me.
"Watch it!" The girl screams at me. I turn and mumble a weak apology. When I turn back around, I look up at the lanky guy's face, I realise it's not Arthur but his older brother Ben. He's smiling down at me in that eery way he did last time I met him. Fuck.
"What can I get you?" I turn to the bartender and look at Ben.
"I'll take two Vodka Red Bulls and two Jägerbombs for me and my friend here," the guy nods and starts pouring the drinks. I hastily pay for the drinks and raise one of the shot glosses towards Ben. I keep one protective hand over the Vodka Red Bull as we throwback our shots.
"Thanks for that," Ben says as we walk away from the bar. I can barely walk straight at this point.
"Thanks for stopping me from punching that guy," I say as I hastily down the contents of my cup. I put down the empty cup on the table next to the pillar we are leaning against. Ben lazily sips on his drink and folds his arms as he checks me out from head to toe.
"Consider me your knight in shining armour," I nervously laugh at his arrogant words.
"Right... Are you looking for Arthur?" Ben shrugs while he continues staring at me intensely.
"I was but then I ran into an incredibly beautiful woman," he says as he unfolds his arms to stroke my arm.
"Ben--" I jump when my friends rush over to bring me towards their little circle on the dance floor.
