My teacher. | l.s. [Rewrite]

Questions

"Fuck." Was all Louis muttered as his eyes fell on me and I wanted to disappear. This was the worst nightmare that could ever happen.

There was absolute silence in the classroom, nobody knew what was going on, apart from me and Louis of course. I felt Liam elbowing me in the ribs a couple of times, so I forced my eyes away from the man in front of me and looked at him. Liam stared at me worried.

"Are you alright?" He asked and I nodded hesitantly.

When I looked to the front again, Louis had also looked away from me. He cleared his throat and looked at the students.

"As you all probably already know, I am your new teacher for English and History. My name is Mr. Tomlinson and I will be teaching you for the rest of the year." He went to the board and scribbled down his name in a messy handwriting.

"We will continue with the topic you were working on last time but before we start going over all the things you have already learned, I want you to fill out this little test to see what we have to work on." A groan went through the classroom and Louis looked at the class with raised eyebrows. "The test will not be graded, I just want to know what your knowledge is, so calm down." He said smiling and the girls giggled completely gone for the teacher. He handed the sheets out to the first row and they passed them back until the last student had received their sheet.

"You have half an hour to finish. Bring it over to me when you're done." He said and we all started working on the test as silence fell over the classroom, only the scribbling sound of the pens and rustling paper could be heard.

I had a lump in my throat and couldn't concentrate on the questions, still too perplexed that he was our new teacher. Sweat started to form in my neck and a heat shot through my body, I felt like I was close to exploding at this point. I couldn't stay still, my leg was bouncing up and down under the table and my fingers tapped on the cold surface of the desk as the images of what had happened last Friday flashed through my head in a loop.

"Haz, what's wrong? You're acting strange." Niall whispered without looking up from his paper not to draw attention to ourselves.

"What? No, I'm fine." I said through clenched teeth staring at my still empty sheet.

"Are you sure?" Niall asked worriedly now looking at me.

"I tell you later." I dismissed him hoping he would drop the subject, but I was wrong.

"Guys, shh." Liam piped in now as he tried to answer the questions without us disturbing him.

"No, tell me. I thought I was your best friend." Niall pouted childishly. Now Liam's head snapped up, also wanting to know what was going on.

"Fine." I huffed annoyed, checking to see if anyone was watching us, but everyone was busy with their tests and Louis was doing god knows what on his phone. "But don't freak out. You have to act like you don't know anything." I whispered and Niall nodded eagerly. I quickly glanced at Liam who muttered an 'of course' and I nodded to myself, bracing myself for the bomb I was about to drop.

"Remember when I told you about Friday in the pub?" They both nodded in confusion. "Well, it was him." Liam's eyes grew comically wide and he gasped, but thankfully no one noticed. Niall was a whole different story.

"What?" He practically shouted and the whole class turned towards us, including Louis who looked at us with wide eyes. I slapped my hand on my forehead and Liam copied me only a millisecond later.

"Shut the fuck up!" I hissed although it was too late already. Niall slumped his shoulders in embarrassment and looked down at the surface of the table.