5- Revised

The music was shaking the whole club as we arrived. I had to cover my ears and walked quickly over to the bar where I could hear myself think a little bit more easily.

"You look great!" Sean called to Rosemary as he slid his hands around her.

She blushed and winked at me before turning and planting a huge kiss on his lips.

Tyson just stared in shock while they continued to shove their tongues into one another's mouths. Jesus Rose, get a room please...

"So," Tyson began and handed me a shirley temple that I accepted graciously.

"So, shall we dance? I don't think I can take too much more of these two," I stuck my thumb out over towards my roommate and best friend.

Slowly we made our way out towards the dance-floor, I smiled at Tyson and swayed to the music as he gave me a goofy grin. His hands rested on my hips as he brought me closer. We both knew this wasn't anything more than just two people having a good time at a club.

My canary yellow dress slid up some as we continued to dance but I didn't bother. Why not give some poor fellow a show? Oh God, I sounded like Rose!

I nonchalantly adjusted my dress and made sure it didn't fall off in the process. Those damn strapless dresses were complicated sometimes.

"I'm going to finish off my drink and make sure they're okay. I'll be back," he called as I continued to dance to the music.

"Kay!" I called and began to get in a circle with some girls who started grinding against one another. You could hear the men whooping and hollering as some of them went as far as to make out and whatnot. Hell it was college, now was the time to embrace your sexuality or experiment.

The blonde I was dancing with shook her head at them as we just continued to dance sensually without really touching the other.

"What's your name!" She asked as the music was turned down to a slower paced song.

"Dasha, yours?"

"Demi," she smiled and stood up as what looked to be her boyfriend came over and claimed her once more.

Glancing around, I didn't see Tyson but figured he was probably having a conversation with Sean for once this whole night. I giggled and began to head back over as I felt strong hands wrap around my waist and bring me closer.

'Fuck, what the actual fuck,' I was getting ready to bring my foot up and kick.

"Dasha," I heard his voice and gasped. 'What the hell is going on, and what universe is making us run into each other all the time?'

"Mr.... Blaze," I breathed and turned to face him.

"Hayden," he replied and flashed a goofy grin. Just my luck, my professor was drunk! And hitting on me... my mind instantly went to the first time I drank as a teen and my parents had told me that all drunk thoughts are sober thought... this was going to be interesting.

"Hayden," I began and noticed he grinned even wider since I called him by his first name. "Have you been drinking?"

He put two of his fingers together to show it was a "little" and started swaying. Shit!

"I think we need to call a cab," I said to him as he leaned heavily on my shoulder. Thankfully I was against one of the bar stools as there's no way my self alone could've kept him up with the amount of muscle he was packing.

"Keys," he grabbed his pocket and handed me them.

Well at least he was somewhat coherent.

Sean and Tyson came over immediately and helped me as they said nothing. Rose had her jaw on the floor as she continued to look at our drunken professor.

"We need to get him home," I told the guys.

"Call a cab," Sean said.

"You can drive," Hayden pressed the keys into my hand again.

I looked at the three of them as they shrugged.

"Want me to go with you?" Sean asked.

"Maybe, I don't know if I'll be able to lift him."

"Okay, I'll go with you," he kissed Rose one last time and went with me towards the cars.

"Which one," I thought and pressed the unlocked button as I saw a camareo's lights flash.

Now you really have got to be kidding me...

Sean helped me put Hayden into the car and looked at me, "you okay to drive him back?"

I mustered a smile, "yeah I'll be fine."

'This was going to be the dumbest thing I did all year', I kept telling myself internally.

"Be safe Dash," he kissed my forehead and walked away as I pulled out my phone and pulled up my gps.

"Hayden," I shook his shoulder, "I need to know your address."

"Longview circle," he replied and rubbed his eyes.

"What house number?" I asked and realized he lived close to the university.

"5418" he mumbled and thumped back against the window. Yikes, that would leave a mark.

I slowly began to drive towards the university and enjoyed the ride. It was too smooth and I had to check I wasn't speeding, not to mention the fact my teacher was in the car! I was in his car! Oh the possibilities if he was...

I braked at the light and bit my lip as he groaned. I needed to stop thinking such things. He obviously had too much to drink for whatever reason.

Turning into the neighborhood, I noticed all the houses looked the same. Italian style with white walls and the slanted roofs. They were way too nice to be next to a university.

I pulled into the driveway as a thought struck me, how was I getting home... And what would his girlfriend think. Shit, shit, shit. Sean or Tyson should've driven him home, this was going to look so bad.

"Hayden," I touched his shoulder as he sat up and held his head.

"We're here," I opened my door cautiously and went over to his side and slowly opened his.

He fumbled with the seat-belt and nearly pulled my dress down as he gripped my waist to steady himself.

"Sry," he mumbled while I leaned him up against a column, unlocked the door, and switched on a lamp before stumbling in with him.

He sat on a couch and looked ready to pass out as I went to make sure I was still in one piece. I was in his house... Oh my. What other student could have the pleasure of saying that?

I really needed to control my intrusive thoughts.

"Dasha," he called softly.

I felt my heart lurch as I went back to his side with water and some painkillers.

"Take these," I held them out to him as he took them slowly and looked at me with his eyes. It was hard to tell how drunk he still was but it must have been enough for him to continue staring at my attire.

"I think I should go now Mr. Blaze," my voice faltered as he rubbed his eyes and shook his tossled hair.

"Stay," he murmured as I blinked. What?

"Mr. Blaze, your girlfriend should come over and take care of you. I don't think,"

"She's gone," he sighed and threw his arm over his eyes.

Oh... That would explain the alcohol, my mind registered this while I felt relief. He wasn't with her! But he couldn't be with a student either... So help me God.

"Let's at least, get you... Upstairs," I whispered.

He didn't say anything as I watched him clutch the banister for support and made his way up. I stood a few steps behind him in case he were to slip but fortunately he didn't.

The door opened as he went inside his bedroom and I contemplated on waiting outside.

"You can come in Dasha," he said.

Tentatively, I peeked my head in and noticed his room was just as neat as his classroom. Dark grey sheets were on the bed with two pale blue pillows. He had a stack of movies next to his tv and an xbox was underneath on the console. I smiled, it was cute seeing he was still like a typical boy.

Turning, I bit my lip as he pulled his shirt off and was all muscle. His abs were defined as he bent down to grab a shirt from his drawer.

I felt desire pool within me as I realized how much I wanted this man like every other girl. But I knew it wasn't fair to take advantage of him in a state like this.

I turned and tried to keep my cheeks from heating up as I heard the drop of his pants and felt my knees go weak.