You're my favourite subject♡︎ (teacher/student. L.S)

Ten

Louis P.O.V

Soft green eyes starring back at me, his lips turned up in the corner as he kept glancing my way. I averted my eyes around the room to see the rest of my classmates have their heads down writing something in their books, so no one could see the way Harry kept on glancing at me.

Except one person, who was sitting next to me with a massive smirk on his face. I tried to hold in a laugh, watching Zayn's facial expression, but that didn't happen. We both started to laugh really loudly. Everyone looked up from their books and watched as Zayn and I laughed and doubled over. "Malik and Tomlinson." My ears perked up at the deep voice, making both of us look up into the directions of where Harry stood, his arms crossed over his chest and a scowl was placed on his face but a smile was trying to crack through.

'Sorry' we both mumbled out, trying to suppress the laughter to a minimum. I watched as Harry smiled before shaking his head, becoming serious again, turning his attention back to the class and carried on teaching.

During the class I wrote notes down, listening intently to each word Harry spoke and watched how his lips moved at every word that fell from his mouth. His hand glided against the white board as he wrote key words and the meanings down.

The whole lesson I always somehow missed the glances he made towards me. But Zayn saw them all, and was telling me about it when we were packing away. Liam and Niall strolled over to where me and Zayn was standing behind our desk, and Zayn started to tell them about it.

They all started to tease me again, making me roll my eyes and hit them round the back of the head. The bell rang dismissing the students, "Have a lovely evening, I will see you guys tomorrow." Mr styles spoke whilst opening the door, dismissing the class. Echoes of 'goodbyes' were spoken as each student walked out of the classroom.

The boys started to make their way out of the classroom, but not before talking pretty loudly "have fun.", "not to much fun tho, and if you do tell us about it" Zayn said wiggling his eyebrows. I flicked his shoulder, which made him start to rub the pain in his arm as I pushed the boys out the door. Saying our final goodbyes, as I watched them walk out the classroom and heading out the school but not before I heard them shout down the corridor "Louis' gonna get some" I heard Niall's voice shout, I smacked my hand to my forehead before putting my head in my hands, and letting out a moan.

I wanted to go tackle that leprechaun, but before I could I heard someone cough. I slowly took my hands away from my face to see Mr Styles standing there looking as handsome as ever. He stood behind his desk leaning onto his right foot while clutching a pile of papers close to his chest, as his eyes starred back into mine.

"Shall we get started?" Harry asked, gesturing his hand towards the front table. I nodded and made my way over to the table, I pulled out the seat and sat down, setting my bag next to me on the floor. I picked my head up and looked straight at Harry who was starting to make his way towards me.

"So what subject do you want to start off with?" Harry asked as he placed a couple of pieces of paper down in front of me. I gulped as I watched his veins in his hand flex, as he leaned forward against the table, awaiting my answer that I still had to give.

My eyes trailed up his body to his chest, examining the tattoos that poke through the buttoned shirt. A cross necklace hung from his neck, swaying with his movement. My eyes snapped up looking at his beautiful carved face, sharp jaw line, pink plump lips, deep green eyes and long brown curls.

I snapped out of my trance as I looked into his eyes, he starred back into mine as I mumbled out "Maths?". After we made no movement as his earth green eyes starred into my ocean blue eyes, time seemed to slow down around us.