The initial plan really wasn't to end up in bed with your guitar teacher. The problem was that Ellie was charming, patient, a good teacher, had a beautiful smile and a delicious voice.

You met Ellie through Jesse; he introduced you after you said you wanted to learn guitar. From the first time Ellie saw you, she knew it was going to be trouble.

Ellie was absolutely a simp for you and everything you did, she had a crush on you ever since Jesse showed her a picture of you a year and a half ago but she didn't have the courage to approach you. At first, it was just something like "wow, she's beautiful, I would kiss her" but after she actually got to know you, things got out of control.

You were smart, intelligent, beautiful, and determined; basically the whole package for Ellie to fall in love with. Every time you arrived at her house in a miniskirt and with your hair fresh from the shower, Ellie's heart seemed to beat between her legs.

Ellie hated it when people asked her on campus who you were and if you were single. She even found herself lying to people saying you were dating someone from another city just so no one would hit on you.

Ellie was used to the way you spoke flirtatiously to her, it was your way and she understood that it didn't mean much. However, glances began to last longer, and kisses on the corner of the mouth were more frequent.

You liked Ellie's hands on yours guiding the correct position where your fingers should be on the guitar strings, you liked the breath of weed hitting the back of your neck and how she looked at you with her eyes attentive to every movement.

One thing led to another, in the end after a month having private guitar lessons with her, you ended up sleeping together, and then things got weird. Ellie really wanted you, but she wasn't sure how to tell you or approach you.

It's Friday and it's guitar lesson day with her, you arrive at her house at 4pm as always, you clear your throat before she answers the door and put on a little smile as if nothing had happened.

Ellie, in turn, can feel her hands sweating when she sees you again. She wears sweatpants and a black tank top, her feet bare on the cold floor and her hair tied back in a bun.

You were more beautiful than ever. She looks at her wristwatch, trying to understand how time passed so quickly and she didn't even notice. But it's no wonder she didn't see the time pass, Ellie spent the whole morning thinking about all the scenarios where she would declare herself and you would dump her.

Her brain was having trouble understanding that you weren't her girlfriend yet.

Oh hi, sorry, i forgot you were coming at this time. Come in, I'll get the guitar. Ellie says holding the fingers of her left hand like she always does when she's embarrassed and doesn't know how to act.