Mr.Irwin [SLOW UPDATES]

twenty seven ≫ rose

I walked into the school, and it's already 9:30.  I'm thirty minutes late but it was only because I was staying up late with Megan.

It didn't really matter, I'm in Mr.Irwin's class which I would rather miss.

As I reach the door, I knock on it and Mr.Irwin/Ashton/Dickhead swiftly opens the door.

"You're late, not a surprise" He welcomes me into the class and I don't respond, I only make my way to my seat as he walks back to the front of the class, sitting in a black cushioned chair.

As I look around, people are mumbling and working on a work sheet.

He motions for me to head to the front of the class and I push myself off the chair and grab the worksheet.

His fingers slip on my hand and I can't help but gaze up at him and freeze as he smirks and falls back on his chair.

He knows what he's doing to me. I don't know why he finds joy in playing with me.

I walk back to my desk, I don't really pay attention to the paper and turns into a loud orchestra of talking and laughing.

Ashton doesn't shush them until a class nearby complains and they only quiet down a bit while I just fill in answers on the work sheet.

I hear footsteps coming towards me, but I don't look up because I know who it is.

"Rose" he says lightly, tapping my shoulder. I don't respond but he keeps poking me and at one point, he pulls my pencil away from my hand.

"What the hell do you want Cole?" I say, annoyed "I want to apologize, but your being too stubborn" He pouts.

"Cole, you knew what you were doing" I tell him in an irritated tone.

"And what I was doing was wrong, please Rose, just look at me" He pleads

I huff, putting my pencil down on the desk and look at him, folding my fingers together.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry" He says, genuinely seeming sorry and guilty. "I feel extremely guilty"

I pull an uneasy face before I mumble out a "Okay" and it's just silence between us "So, can you forgive me?" He asks "I don't know" I say after a few moments.

He only frowns and nods, walking away. I sigh, trying not overthink everything.

I stare ahead, Ashton eating some chips and twirling a pencil through his fingers.

I find myself falling into a daze, thinking about little fantasies of him and I that I've had.

His hazel eyes seem to be lighter, and he runs a hand through his messy golden brown locks.

The bell finally rings, taking my out of my daze.

"Miller, stay back!" Ashton calls out as most people are already out of the door and I huff, staying behind and waiting for everyone to leave.

"Shut the door" he orders, and I shut the door lightly and sit in a seat in front of him.

"This is your forth time being late, I recall" He starts off and I stay motionless "Im aware"

"There's only a certain amount of times you can be late to a class before your grades get lower, are you aware of that?" He adds on and I nod my head

"Good"

"And your also almost literally undressing me with your eyes every class, that is inappropriate" He smirks and my eyes widen, paying more attention.

"I am not, I don't feel-" He cuts me off mid-sentence  "Save it, you probably want me, in every single way" He says, nonchalantly while getting up from his seat.

I am speechless as he stands up and sits beside me.

His hand lands on my thigh, moving closer to my core and getting me more aroused.

"If you want me, just say it" He whispers seductively into my ear, sending chills through my body.

I try to shake my head but I can't as I feel my heart beating. No my conscious says.

I can't get involved with him. I have self control.

"I- uh" he cuts me off once again "I've heard enough" he says and smashes our lips together and then moving in sync.

I place my hands on his chest and push him away "Stop, I'm not interested in you" I breath and stand up.

I rush out of the room, needing to get away from him.

I want him but I can't have him.

I shake my head lightly as I repeat my thoughts 'I can't have him'

I make my way to my locker to find Zayn leaning on my locker.

"Hello gorgeous" He greets me as I approach him. I signal for him to move off my locker and he slides to the right, onto another locker.

"Hi Zayn" I say as I exchange my binder for another one and a text book.

"You were late again today" He recalls "I know" I give him a short answer. "What a bad girl" He says and I shut my locker, walking to my next class and he follows beside me.

"I like it" he steps in front of me "I have to get to class" I tell him and try to step past him but it's useless since he just steps in front of me.

"Go out with me" he demands "No, I don't want-" I give it a second of thought, it would be a nice distraction.

Maybe Ashton will leave me alone.

His eyes look hopeful before I begin to speak again. "Why not" I sigh and a smile grows on his face.

"Great, I'll pick you up at seven" I nod "Wear something sexy" he whispers in my ear and smirks.

He walks away, striding with his long legs.

AN: The picture is her outfit and I think I'm going to change who Rose is. I imagine her as Kylie Jenner. But you can imagine her as whoever you'd like.