I've fallen in Love with my Teacher Mr. Tomlinson

You know that feeling you get when you're ridiculously and hopelessly in love? Me either. I do have a boyfriend though, Zayn Malik. He's literally the hottest guy in school and has every girl in school after him, he makes sure I know it too. Okay, I admit it. I am a jealous girlfriend, but it's hard not to be when all those fake blondes in school would open their legs for him in a split second. Zayn is okay but he brags about how much all the girls want him. Great guy right? Anyways, today is the first day of my senior year in high school, and I really need to pass my exams. I'm not the brightest person in the world but I'll do whatever it takes to get an 'A'.

So I'm Lauren Ashley and Welcome to my shitty school life.

I walked into the school cafeteria with a scowl, it looks like an episode of 'When animals attack' in here. The place is disgusting. There are boys running around like little kids. Did I mention that I hate school? I sat down in my usual seat waiting for Zayn who should've been here 10 minutes ago! I'm just glad I have Sara to occupy my time. Sara has been my best friend for years and as much as I love her, she is the stupidest person I have ever met in my life. I don't even know how's she's in all of my classes with her grades. She must be fucking the headmaster or something. I looked at Sara and envied how she could effortlessly look flawless without even trying. Her long brown hair sweeping over her shoulder, her perfect face. She wasn't a thinker, but she was one hell of a looker.

"Lauren, are there carbs in bread?" She asked taking a bite out of her chicken salad sandwich.

"It's bread! Of course there is." I chuckled.

Sara's face soon turned into a look of horror. She quickly spat out her food into a napkin.

"Ew, I didn't know that." She squealed.

"Sara, you need to pay better attention in economics class then." I laughed.

"Excuse me. I don't pay attention in any classes of mine. Hey look there's Zayn." She smirked.

I turned around and saw a muscular figure walk towards me. Yup, that's Zayn. He high fived a couple of boys as he walked past them as if he was in high school musical or something. What a douche. Once we made eye contact, he bit his lip and smirked. Pig. He came over and kissed me on the cheek and bit my earlobe.

"Zayn, stop. We're in school." I whispered.

"Meet me in the janitors closet after school then." He smirked.

"Maybe I won't." I said innocently.

"We both know you will." He whispered in my ear.

Damn he knows me too well.

"Guys come on. Can you not talk about your kinky sex life? I'm eating." Sara chuckled.

"This conversation doesn't involve you." I smirked.

"I'm still here though. Zayn, do you know where Ashton is?" Sara asked.

Ashton is the second hottest, most popular boy in school. Also the second biggest asshole. Zayn being the first of course. Him and Sara have been together for two years and I must admit, they're perfect for each other.

"He's on his way here. He had detention with the new English teacher this morning for being a dick in class so he's running late." He chuckled.

My eyes shot wide open at the mention of a new teacher.

"New teacher?" I asked confusingly

"Yeah, all the girls are after him apparently. But he's nothing compared to me." Zayn smirked.

"We'll see about that. I have him for last lesson." I giggle whilst looking at my schedule.

"Well if you like him more than me then fine. I've got plenty of girls who would want to fuck me." Zayn whispered deeply In my ear.

"Zayn that's horrible." I muttered.

"Sorry babe. You're still meeting me after last lesson right?" He asked hopefully.

"Fine." I sighed

"Yes! I've got to go baby. See you later." He smirked as he kissed my cheek.

"Bye." I whispered.

"Ugh. Where's Ashton?" Sara whined.

"He must still be in detention." I muttered.

"Well, lets go get him. We have English next anyways."

"Fine." I sighed.

Me and Sara left the table in the canteen and we strutted towards English. We could hear Ashton talking from a distance, probably acting like a dick again. We made our way to the English room and we pressed our ears against the door trying to hear their conversation.

"Ashton I told you once. Don't make me tell you again." A very clear yet sexy voice spoke.

"Sorry Mr. Tomlinson." Ashton mumbled.

"Now go."

All of a sudden the door swung open and me and Sara nearly fell forwards.

"Wow you girls okay?" Ashton laughed slightly.

"I'm better now that you're here." Sara giggled.

"Mr. Irwin, are you chatting up my students?" Someone asked through the door.

"No Mr. Tomlinson. I was just leaving." Ashton mumbled.

"That's what I thought. My class can come in now." He said sharply.

Me and Sara walked into the classroom silently and grabbed the nearest possible seats there. I took a glance at Mr. Tomlinson and I thought I was ping to faint. I've never seen someone so sexy in my life. His tanned skin with light face stubble. His messy brown hair in a slight quiff. Not to mention his nice ass! He was just perfection, I bet Zayn is jealous of him. As much as I would like to focus on the fact that I have a boyfriend, I can't stop staring at him. I just want to run my fingers through his soft hair. And run my fingers down his torso that was covered with a slim fit shirt with a skinny tie that wasn't helping me not want to fuck him.

"Miss Ashley?" Mr. Tomlinson asked. How does he know my name?

"Umm yeah?" I questioned.

"Will you give out these sheets please?" He flashed a smile and I nearly died. I nodded then stumbled out of my chair to get the sheets. I was walking along the class room when I accidentally dropped a sheet. I bent over not realizing that Mr. Tomlinson was right behind me. Once I picked up the sheet, I continued to pass them around the class. Once I was done, I sat back down and Sara had I huge grin on her face.

"What?" I asked her.

"Mr. Tomlinson was checking out your ass when you bent over." She whispered.

"Shut up. He was not." I giggled.

"Oh okay then." She rolled her eyes and chuckled.

After an hour if staring at Mr. Tomlinson, school was finally over. I crept into the janitors room making sure no one saw me. When I walked in I saw Zayn with a huge grin plastered on his face.

"I thought you weren't going to show." He muttered.

"Do you honestly think I'd do that to you?" I asked innocently.

"Just come here." He smirked.

I know it sounds crazy, but the whole time I couldn't help but think of Mr. Tomlinson the whole time Zayn was doing things with me. Am I turning into a freak?

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So guys. Here is a new fanfic. One of y friends started writing it but felt like it was going nowhere so I'm taking over. I rewrote her 8 chapters an will be adding a bunch more. Her storyline and title. But with my middle and end. Hope you guys enjoy it. Comment, vote and fan. :)

~ Alyssa