Demi Lovato Imagines

Undivided Attention

Miss Lovato was known in our school as a strict yet fair teacher and there wasn't a single person who could say anything bad about her, from her teaching style to her looks. I admit, seeing her name on my class schedule for the first time sent a shiver down my spine. It filled me with nerves with a side of dread but also excitement.
Ever since she started taking my homeroom and English classes, the classroom went from a place of learning to place of tension. Not a bad tension by any means but her gaze wasn't helping the thickness of the air. It was almost like a drowning feeling but I had every trust in her to stop me from going under and she knew the power she had over me.
I'm currently sat in her classroom, trying my best to not let my mind wander about on the beauty in front of me, clueless to my efforts. She turns back around from writing something on the whiteboard and her eyes land on me. The instant blush that appears on my face was not dismissed by her as she hides back a smirk. "Can you give me the answer to this question please?" She asks me, knowing I struggle to pay attention in her classes. I sit there dumbfounded and struggle to form a sentence. "Umm... s-sorry M-Miss Lovato, I wasn't paying full attention" I stutter out, feeling stupid for even trying to confirm my attention, or lack of. The smirk slightly drops from her face as she approaches my desk. "Stay behind at the end of class please, we can talk about this... divided attention" she almost whispers to me, as if she didn't want anyone else to hear what she was saying. The very quickly regained composure and approached the whiteboard again, not giving me any time to answer.
The rest of the lesson goes by pretty quickly and the lunch bell rings to signify lunch is about to start. I start packing away my books and stationery, eager to get out of this class until I hear her calling my name. I look up and she's giving me a look that I can only describe as knowing she has authority and that I fucked up not remembering she wanted me to stay behind. I approach her desk cautiously, not wanting this conversation to happen any quicker than it needs to. "So, I'd like to know if there's something I need to change about how I'm teaching to be able to have your full attention. I see your grades for every other class and you seem to not have trouble focusing in those so I can only put it down to my teaching being the problem here" she explains to me confidently. She really thinks her teaching is the problem? Fuck, is she really gonna make me say what's actually going on? Am I really going to have to confess having a crush on a teacher TO the teacher herself?
"N-no... m-Miss Lovato. Umm, there's nothing wrong with your teaching at all. I-I j-just... umm" I trip over my words, trying to figure out what to say next. I lower my head in embarrassment which doesn't last long when I feel soft, warm touch to my chin, guiding my head back up to look at her. "Honey, breathe and relax. I know exactly what's going on here, I just wanted to see if you were confident enough to admit it" she says with a warm smile, giggling slightly at the last part. I feel my cheeks heat up because of her words and struggle to look at her in the eyes. "I think..." she gets closer "someone has a little crush. Am I wrong?" She asks, her body backing me against the closest table. I grab the table, holding myself up as I look into her eyes and shake my head. "You're not wrong, Miss Lovato" I say quietly.
Her eyes widen excitedly at my words as the grin from earlier finally makes an appearance. I take in every little detail about her features, never actually being able to do so before now. The freckles across the bridge of her nose peeking through her light foundation. Her eyes darker than usual which only intimidates me even more. The dimple in her left cheek whenever she pulls a face. Her beauty was magnified up close and it only made me fall for her more. "Is someone enjoying their view or are you zoned out again?" She jokingly teases me, letting out a cute giggle again. A slight giggle leaves my mouth at her words before I feel a wave of confidence go through me. "I'm definitely enjoying the view, it's hard not to" she's almost taken aback by my small amount of confidence but very quickly goes back to her confident self.
"Hmm, interesting... so it really isn't my teaching? Your attention may be divided but it's still completely on me, huh?" She says sultrily and presses her body against mine, trapping me between her and the table still holding me up. Her bottom lip slightly pulled between her teeth as she looks down at me. Her hands go to either side of me, completely trapping me in a position I didn't plan on leaving. I nod and look between her eyes and lips, my mouth falling open slightly at the idea of what could happen next. "I'll give you something to pay attention to" she growls slightly as she leans in so we can feel eachother's hitched breathing against one anothers. Our noses touch slightly and an instant spark runs through my body. My hands make their way up to her shoulders and around the back of her neck, not letting her pull away. Our breathing gets heavier. I feel her hands grab me eagerly by the waist and pull me even closer to her body. She leans in...

AN// sorry to leave y'all on a cliffhanger but I wanna make a spicy part 2 to this 👀