It was a rainy Wednesday morning and you were sitting in your english class, although you hated the subject, the lesson wasn't all that bad. You had the hottest english teacher in the school. You were daydreaming and not paying any attention whatsoever "y/n can you answer my question?" Your teacher shouted at you "um no sorry mr Howell" you replied, and carried on daydreaming. What seemed like years later the bell rang "okay class you can go, but y/n can you stay behind we need to chat" he sighed as you sat on the desk "can I help you?" You mumbled trying to act cool but failing "you're not paying enough attention in class at the moment and I'm really worried about your grades" he looks you in the eyes and then hold up your book "y/n..what is all this anyway..have you been fantasising about me?" He questions you. You feel your body tense and your cheeks go a bright red "sir I can um explain" you had no idea how you were supposed to explain your teenage crush but you knew you were going to have to somehow. "It's okay" he says leaning closer to you "sir?" You whisper he pecks your cheek "you should probably be going il see you next lesson" he says smirking.
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Danisnotonfire and amazingphil imagines
FanfictionI write Dan and Phil imagines. I'll also do phan imagines, I write smut and request are open
