Liam Payne Imagines/One Shots

#10

The In-School Therapist

"(Y/N). Go to room 324." My teacher said handing me a pass.

I looked at her and nodded. I took the pass as I gathered my things up and left. I made my way up to the three floor and down to where ever this room was.

After a few minutes looking for it, I found it. It was all the way in the back in the corning. Mr. Payne was on the plaque. Who is the hell is this? I thought to myself. I sighed as I remember my parents got me a new therapist that works in the school.

I opened the door and walked in. A young male turned from his laptop and smiled. He stood and came over to me as I shut the door.

"You must be (Y/N)."

I gave off a small smile and nodded. I handed him my pass. He took it and nodded.

"Come, take a seat." As he walked off, I realized his strong British accent. His body was fit, best one I've seen on an adult. His hair was an auburn color, pushed to the side a bit. He wore a button up plaid shirt with jeans that were a little tighter on the waist, making his ass look so perfect. I snapped out of my daze as I heard my name being called. I moved my eyes up and saw him smirking.

"Are you coming over?" He totally knew I was staring at his ass. I nodded as I felt my face heat up. I made my way over to the small table with a simple chair across from where he sat.

"I'm sorry I couldn't get you earlier. I didn't come in till just now." I smiled and nodded as I took my seat and put my bag on the floor beside me. He had a notebook out to take notes. Fun.

"So tell me some stuff about yourself." He said, smiling, revealing his perfect white teeth.

"Well I'm a senior. Turning 18 in June. Ummm, I don't have a lot of friends. No boyfriend. I hate nearly everyone." I gave off a small chuckle. He smirked as he took his notes.

"How's school going for you?" I gave off a sarcastic laugh.

"Truly wonderful!" He laughed at my sarcasticness.

"Why is that?" I smirked at him, knowing I amused him with my comments.

"Having sex all the time. The drugs. Partying every weekend. You know, the teenage life!" He laughed even more and looked at me.

"Sounds...fun." He commented. I laughed and nodded.

"Truly."

He looked down at this notes then back up at me.

"Now, tell me how it truly is going." My smile faded a bit as I lowered my head.

"It sucks." I softly said.

"Why's that?" I looked up at him. "I'm picked on because I'm different and not popular."

"Hmm, what are some things they say to you?" I faked a smile and looked up at him.

"Fat, ugly, untalented, disgrace, slut, worthless. You know the same old same old." He nodded and wrote more notes.

"Well I don't know you all that well and just met you only a few moments ago but you seem like such a lovely girl." I couldn't help but smile big.

"Best comment I've gotten in the last 4 years." He smiled.

"Well it's true. You're beautiful and your smile looked perfect on you. I think those people who pick on you are just jealous because they know you're going to get far in life." I chuckled and could feel my face heat up as I lowered my head.