School has been going on now for almost a month. Luckily I am still on schedule with my work. Perfect. I hate running behind so early in the academic year. I was checking emails on my phone while waiting for Tom to arrive in the classroom. He bursted inside. He held his bag under his shoulder. In his hand he was holding a coffee and in the other his phone. He set all his stuff on the table and combed his hair back with this hand. Damn...
"Alright class today we're going to focus on who I think is one of the best writers in the world, Shakespeare", he announced to the class, overly excited. Everyone knows he loves Shakespeare with a passion, so this was going to be fun.
"Has anyone ever done anything with a play of Shakespeare?" He scanned the classroom. No one answered.
"Come on guys really? What a pity. Maybe I could suggest our headmaster to do a little play with our group-"
"No, no please don't Sir", students pleaded. He sighed, smiled and continued his lesson."Now in Romeo and Juliet we have a problem that makes it impossible for them to marry and that is of course their state in society. Lauren, would you do me the honour of being Juliet for a moment please?"
I looked around as he put out his hand for me to come up front. I got up after Sylvie pinched me in my side and accepted his hand. We stood in front. He held my hand tightly. Tom just casually continued to find his characters. My cheeks turned bright pink and I felt everyone staring at me. They eyes were burning on me. I didn't dare to look to everyone. I mostly focust on Tom and Sylvie. She was enjoying this way too much. I, however, felt embarrassed. Why me?
"Jonathan, would you do Lauren the honor of being her father and James mine?"
The two boys groaned, got up and took their places.
During Tom's explanation about our status and what makes it all so difficult and how Shakespeare plays with that, he barely let go of my hand. When he did, he would always find another way to touch me. His hand on my shoulder, then moving around touching my other shoulder, then holding my hand again or laying his hand on my back. Really, he touched me everywhere. Don't worry, it stayed appropriate. However, I got the feeling he didn't even need us, but that this scene was just an excuse for doing this.
He was very cheeky as if we were really Romeo and Juliet. Sylvie on the other hand was still raising her eyebrows to bully me. The bell rang. Thank god.
"That was the bell. Thank you all for participating and see y'all tomorrow", Tom dismissed us.
I quickly packed my stuff and left, without saying goodbye to Tom. This was so awkward. Girls were staring at me all the time. I was embarrassed. I wanted to disappear for a moment. Without talking to anyone, not even Sylvie I went to my dorm and opened the door. I threw myself on the couch, my backpack falling next to me on the floor.
Why was he doing that? I mean holding hands and pretending to be two lovers isn't my idea of being friends?
A buzz came out of my backpack.
If it's Hiddleston, I am going to ignore him.
It was Jonathan.
Since when does he wanna text me?
J: hey, I was wondering if you might wanna study with me tomorrow in the library.
What am I supposed to respond to that?
L: sounds good to me. I was planning to go to the library soon.
J: great! I'll see ya! 👋
In the library
I was looking around for Jonathan as I made my way through the different shelves. It was huge here. It always reminded me of one from fairy tales. I made my way to the back as I spotted a familiar face, Jonathan.
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New love - Professor Hiddleston fanfiction
ספרות חובביםLauren is starting her second year on her university. She's getting English again from her professor from last year: Hiddleston. This year is going slightly different than she expected... Written in first person perspective. ‼️Contains smut. I do n...