Mr. Horan »n.h«

DAY 2

My second day, I'm walking into the school. The only difference is today I look a little more ready, I decided today I'm going for a run after school to blow off some steam.

My hair is up in a high pony tail, my bangs are down though which by the way has been getting on my nerves all damn day. I'm wearing a tank like shirt, and a pair of running capris and tennis shoes. The pants and shirt fits tight and today I wore my lucky bracelet and necklace.

I haven't seen Jenna, Brianna, Emily or Zayn. No one really. It's in the middle of the classes, right? I'm going through my locker searching for my note book and I drop my pencil out of my binder. Just as I'm about to go down, someone else does and they beat me to it. I stand.

"Oh thank you.." I smile, I take the pencil from the person's hand and when I look up I see that same face that's been haunting me since yesterday. "Hello, Sophie. How are you?"

Today -Oh my god- he's wearing his hair flat down and it makes him look more serious and he's wearing a brownish grey sweater and a pair of grey jeans and matching dress shoes.

"Mr. Horan," I smile and I do the most ridiculous thing, I slam the locker and kinda perk my chest out but then I realize that he's my teacher, "Good. What about you?" I ask him.

•Niall•
She slams her locker and it actually kinda shocks me but she perks her small chest out but then I watch as reality hits her and she cowards before me. "Good what about you?" She's still smiling.

Oh, I'm good. But I'd be better if I could fuck you senseless against these lockers.

I look around because I actually think about slamming her small figure to these lockers and making her tremble before me. I feel my member harden against my jeans and I fake a cough to cover up my moan that's been wanting to escape every since I saw her ass in these yoga pants.

"I'm so good," I cough, "I mean I'm good." I give a fake laugh and she gives one. She holds her binder in one hand and it's pressed against her chest which adds some 'push' to it causing my hands to shake.

"Sophie..." I say her name and it's like sweet candy. It just slips out. "Yes?" Her emerald green eyes scan my face and I can tell.

I can tell she wants me, well not fully wants me. She likes me, she thinks I'm attractive, but in her mind I'm her teacher and that's a no-no but I can be more then her teacher, I'll be anything she ever wanted.

I like a lot of students, I do. I like the wild and busty ones. I like the bubbly ones.

I can say such things as, 'I want to fuck you..' , 'I want to see if you can moan Mr. Horan for me..' , but I don't. It's not time yet, so I'll behave.

"Make sure you study for that test.." I leave her standing and walk into my classroom.

I can see that Sophie has a lot to hide. A single mother and her seventeen year old daughter moves from Indiana to Cali? Theirs something up with that.

•Sophie•
My eyes flutter shut as I press my back to the cold lockers, the bell rings and students pile up into the classroom. I've never been attracted to one of my teachers before, none.

I know it's wrong, but something about it makes my inner thighs throb. I bite my lower lip and walk into his class. I sit in my usual seat, I watch as his eyes met mine but he focuses on other things, like getting class started because we have break today and we won't have forever.

He stands and begins to teach and as my mind wanders, dirty thoughts clear my mind.

: The class dismisses and everyone's rushing out of the room, he sits by his desk.
"Sophie please come here.." He says, I walk to him and without second thoughts I throw my binder and he wraps his arms around my small waist, his large arms picks me up and he places me on the metal desk. My hands finds his belt buckle and unbuckle his pants as his blue orbs scans my face. Like he wants to watch every second. Like he.. likes it.
"Mr. Horan.." I press my lips to his and he stands perfectly still :

"Sophie. Please pay attention," his voice snaps me out of my thoughts and I just give him the most dreamiest look, not paying attention to myself, "I don't want to give you detention.."

"You can give me any damn thing you want.." I mutter. "Huh?"

"Nothing."

God Sophie, get it together.

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