Mr. Hiddleston ≋ Professor Hiddleston

21 - Jake Gyllenhaal

It was now around two week ago you were sitting in that awful room with Tom.

You remember thinking that you were going to make it though and you did.

But you haven't been talking to him I'm the school ever since.

The rumour lasted around a week before something new came up and caught everyone's attention.

It was something about a girl who had sex with her best friends boyfriend.

Sounds like a bitch.

But you couldn't care less, cause you knew that if the schools focus were on them. You could soon be with Tom after class again.

And who didn't love the hot sex in an empty classroom, or over his desk.

But unfortunately, when you started thinking about how he was going to fuck you soon. You completely lost focus on what was going on.

All you knew was that you were in Mr. Gyllanhaals classroom.

And as you started to think about focusing again, your thoughts were interrupted by someone's voice.

"Miss L/n?"

You look up from your desk. Mr Gyllanhaal were standing right in front of you.

He look at you with a smirk on his lips.

To be honest you thought it was a little wired. It kinda reminded you of the look Tom used to give you.

Which just made it even more wired to think about.

Omg... it's not that deep.

Then you look around you, were everyone else also looking at you?

Oh...

No , no they were not. Cause they weren't even in the room.

You had totally missed the whole class and now you were sitting back as the only one.

He probably was probably going to talk to you about it.

I have to make up some kind of excuse!

"Miss l/n, don't you have an other class you need to be in?"

You look up at the clock.

You were lucky.

"Actually I don't. So I am on my way home now"

"Woah, not so fast! We need to talk." He gives you a smile and walk over to his own desk.

You just get up from your chair and follow him.

You stand up in front of his table and he pulls out some papers.

"I want you to look at these"

You look down at them but before you could see anything on them he takes them away.

"Not yet" he gives you the same creepy smile again.

He walks around the table and stands in front of you.

Smiling.

You were trying to be polite and smile back.

But something felt so off.

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