Hailee Steinfeld Imagines ✔️

Thank you

(All strictly platonic!)

Hailee's POV:

I shut my locker closed as I walked into my art class. My last class of the day but it was my all time favorite. Especially because Ms. Y/L/N is my all time favorite teacher.

"Good afternoon, Ms. Steinfeld." She waved with a warm smile as I entered the classroom earlier as usual. I smiled back as I leaned against the desk behind me.

"Good afternoon." I nod as I look at the stack that was filled with the projects we turned in yesterday. "Have you graded mine yet?"

"Yes I have." She smiled, tilting her head as she handed me my art project, I reached out to grab it but she snatched it back with a knowing look in her eyes. "I do, however, thought this was one of your best works. So, I'd like to ask if it was possible for me to display it in the art gallery we are hosting tomorrow night."

"Really? You want to display my work?" I ask in disbelief as Ms. Y/L/N nods her head, setting the paper down and folding her hands in her lap as her feet rested up on her desk.

"Yes, Hailee. I truly believe this is worthy of your family seeing." She pointed at it and I stared at her in thought. "Think about it." She pointed at me with her pen as the bell rang. The other students started walking in and I took this time to take my seat which happened to be the the back corner. 

"Alrighty! So today I don't necessarily have anything big planned for today so let's go ahead and do a makeup work day." She smiled as everyone started doing their own thing while Ms. Y/L/N talked to a few students and helping them too.

I, on the other hand, was finished with everything so I just pulled my hood up, putting my headphones on and scrolling on my phone.

Not even 10 minutes later I felt a tap on my shoulder making me check the time to see we still had 50 minutes left of class, I turned my head to see my ex, Niall Horan.

This leprechaun...

I sighed under my breath as I stared unamused at his smug smirk. "Hey Haiz." He said in his stupid accent.

"Don't call me that." I growled and he chuckled. I might fuck this bitch up.

"Why?"

"You lost that privilege when you cheated on me."

"Oh come on, Hailee. It was a mistake. Get over it. You will always be mine whether you like it or not." Niall scoffed as he tried reaching for my wrist but was cut off by Ms. Y/L/N's voice.

"Well well well." She clicked her tongue as all the students faced their attention between me and Niall to her. "I'm probably one of the coolest teachers you'll ever have but one thing I don't put up with, are cheaters." She crossed her arms while the class 'oohed'. "She is not your property, you don't own her. I hear you say something like that again, I will have no problem dragging you up myself to the principals office."

I sat in shock and admiration as Ms. Y/L/N confronted Niall who shrunk back in his seat with embarrassment. "Brian, switch with Mr. Horan please." The woman instructed as both boys switched so now Brian was sitting behind me.

When the class dispersed into their own talking groups I made my way over to Ms. Y/L/N's desk. "Thank you." I smile gratefully.

"Anytime, Hailee."

"And I've uh considered your offer too." She raised a brow in interest as she set her pencil down and looked up at me. "I'd like to display my art work in your gallery tomorrow night."

"Excellent choice, Ms. Steinfeld. You should be proud, it is amazing." She complimented and I blushed shyly at that.

"Thank you, miss." We exchanged a smile and I sat back down in my seat. Thank god I have her, because I would not be able to last the school year without her.