Mr. Horan »n.h«

SO BE IT

I'm walking in the hallways, just heading to my third period, right? When I hear a familiar voice yell my name, I know who it is and I don't want to turn around.

"Aye! Sophie!" The voice is getting closer, "What's up?"

His dark eyes scan me and I can see he made a real effort to get to me.

"Nothing much." I shrug not looking at him. His breathing is a little heavy from running down the hall. "What's wrong?" He asks.

"Nothing.." I say with a plain tone. I look ahead and cut into the lockers. I walk to my locker and begin to put in my combination. Zayn stays silent. "Here, I'll hold your books for you.." He a nice.

"No I'm okay.." I open my locker and exchange notebooks.

•Zayn•
"So. You excited for our date?" I ask her, she slams her locker and starts to walk again and I find myself chasing after her. "Yeah I guess.." Her blonde hair flows perfect today.

Zayn pull it together.

"Hey? Come on.. Give a boy some hope.." I say softly, she stops and turns to me. Our eyes lock and her eyes soften. "I'm sorry.." She shakes her head.

"For what?"

: "This." She tangles her fingers in my hair and tugs me down to where my lips meet hers, she invades my mouth with her tongue. :

"For being a bitch?" She snaps me out of my thoughts. "When can I pick you up..?"

She searches the floor like it's going to give her the answer, students push past us and I just stare down at her. She finally looks up, her eyes meet mine.

"How about tomorrow at about .. eight?"

•Niall•
I walk in the school, I'm so glad that the last students I slept with is out of High School. Don't need that going around. I walk down the halls where some fellow teachers nod at me and I do the same.

"Morning, Mr. Horan.." Mrs. Lynn smiles. "Morning." I give a charming smile to her, she just blushes.

I turn the corner and just as I'm about to walk into my classroom I see Zayn Malik talking to Sophie.

"What's that little spit fuck doing now?" I mutter to myself, I watch as a smile splits across her face and a blush creeps on her cheek.

Why is she blushing?

Great. I don't need some fucking boy toy messing things up, I need her. I want her, he can't have her. She's fucking mine.

But he's just a kid, a minor, you can't just beat the living shit out of him like you would normally do.

What am I going to do now?

Wait. Niall. You're a fucking teacher, you can do anything to be honest.

I get this swell idea in my head, just what I need to keep that little dick from fucking with her.

I need her in my play room, tied up. I need her in my shower, moaning my name. I need her under my spell.. and if failing her is what I have to do..

Then so be it.

•••
•Sophie•
I'm sitting in my last period. Me and Zayn agreed on some things for the date and to be honest I'm kind of excited. I finish my test, I go over my answers, I re read.

"Done?" Mr. Horan snatches the paper off the desk, like he's mad. "I wasn't done-"

"Sophie you looked over it enough.." He starts to take up papers. "Dick." I mutter.

Why is he being so damn rude?

"What did you say?" He snaps, I jump a little.

Fuck. He heard me.

"Nothing-" the whole class is looking at me and I'm just sitting there, frozen and a little scared. If his piercing blue eyes wasn't so damn hot maybe I wouldn't be getting turned on and I could say 'I'm sorry'.

"Sophie. I want to speak with you, outside of the classroom. Now." I see him clench his jaw and if it wasn't for my sex tingling, I would be serious about this situation. I stand and I feel stupid, I swing the classroom door open and step outside, in the hallway.

I know what you're thinking, no. I'm not a slut. See, I want to go on a date with Zayn just to have fun and relax and Mr. Horan is just so-

He slams the door after him and now we're both standing out in the empty hallways. He stares at me.

"Mrs. White, that was rude... Now I can give you detention, which.. I think I might.." I cross my arms over my chest and stare at my feet. "I am a Teacher. I'm you're teacher. Now say it." I look at him.

"What?"
"Say it. Say ' You're my teacher.. '.."

"You're my.. You're my teacher?" Our eyes lock and I let my arms fall to my side, I turn to him and I see this twinkle in his eyes. "Say it again." He says in a demanding tone.

My eyes hit his soft pink lips.

"You're my teacher...," I feel my inner thighs start to throb at my own words. It gets the best of me because my eyes drop to his member. "You're my teacher.."

A/N
You're my teacher?
😩 Friggin' done!
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