Rock Me - Louis Tomlinson

Chapter 1

Ah, the lovely sound of an alarm. NOT! I can't believe I have to get up and go to another new school, but this time I'm in a completely different country!!! Fucking parents had to ship me off here to stay with my Aunt who is originally from London! At least she doesn't care what I do! Sometimes I wish she was my mom instead. Oh well, I'm just glad I'm living with her now, and I have an awesome cousin to help me get through it. I love Sarah! She is the best cousin in the world, and the best part is....WE'RE BOTH SENIORS THIS YEAR!!!! Once we graduate, we'll be able to live on our own and have parties! Not that my aunt doesn't let us have them already, but we wouldn't have to worry about my aunt coming home at a certain time. Excuse me while I go get dressed for school!

I reluctantly got out of bed then took a shower and blow dried my hair after I was done. My hair is naturally wavy so I left it normal and put on my makeup. After I was done, I then put on my outfit, smiling contently at myself in the mirror then grabbing my keys and my phone. As I walked out of my room, I went across the hall and knocked on Sarah's door.

"Get your ass up! We're gonna be late for the first day!" I yelled before I walked downstairs and grabbed an apple for me and one for Sarah.

A few minutes later, Sarah came hopping downstairs in her outfit as she held her bag in her hands. I rolled my eyes as she tried to fix her shoe that kept coming untied.

"Excuse me? Did I say you could dress sexier than me?" I asked as I playfully glared at her with my arms crossed.

"Oh please, love! I could never look sexier than you." She said giggling as I picked up my backpack.

"Ready?" I asked as I handed her the apple.

"Sure!" she said as we headed out the door. I stood in the driveway and smiled at my beautiful new baby as I unlocked it. "Come on, LB!" Sarah said as she pulled me to my car.

"Sorry, I just love my new baby!" I said as we got in the car. I put the key in the ignition and listened to the amazing purr of the engine as I pulled out of the driveway. Time for school....

---At School---

Me and Sarah eventually got to the school and got lucky enough to get a front row parking spot. As we got out, I heard some whistles and remarks from people as me and Sarah walked into the school. I smiled confidently as I got to my locker and put my things in it. First class.....English....

"See you later, Sarah! Gotta get to English!" I said waving at her before I walked towards the class.

Once I found the classroom, I sat down in the back and scrolled through my phone as I waited for the rest of the class to file in. I wish I didn't have to go to school. When the bell rang, the teacher walked in a few minutes later not looking at the class. He quickly wrote 'Mr. Tomlinson' on the board then turned around to face us. A fucking angel is my English teacher!!!!

"Morning class! I'm Mr. Tomlinson. I'm new this year, so you'll have to excuse my unorganized lessons." Mr. Tomlinson said as he took a iMac out of his bag. "Let's see.....how about we go around the room so I can learn your names? I don't like calling role. It just gets annoying by the end of the year." He said as he set, what I'm assuming was the roster, aside. After a few kids introduced themselves, Mr. Tomlinson finally called my name.

"Um..Lena Branson. I'm new this year, and if any of you like parties then feel free to come over tonight. My address will be on Twitter after school..." I said with a smirk as I looked at Mr. Tomlinson. He seemed pretty young to be a teacher, but I'm not complaining. He quickly nodded at me then smiled.

"Thank you Miss Branson. Who's next?" He asked as he slowly looked away from me to another student.

---end of class---

Once the bell rang, I started to pick up my things then head out the door when Mr. Tomlinson stopped me. I groaned then sat on top of the desk that was in front of his.

"Mr. Tomlinson.....My cousin is waiting for me, and I have to get to second period." I said as I crossed my arms.

"I know Miss Branson, but I needed to bring to your attention that what you are wearing isn't exactly school appropriate. I don't understand why you haven't been asked to change yet, but I'm sure it won't last. I expect you to be wearing something that's not too revealing tomorrow." He said as he gave me a stern look.

"Mr. Tomlinson. It is fucking hot outside! What am I supposed to do?! Wear a sweater and jeans?!" I asked angrily as I looked at him.

"Language, Miss Branson, and no, I just think you should wear something that doesn't look like you're asking to be raped." He said with a slight chuckle. I rolled my eyes then let a grin play on my lips.

"Mr. Tomlinson, how old are you?" I asked curiously as I stood up from the desk I was sitting on.

"23" He said nodding.

"Are you the youngest teacher here?" I asked as I stood in front of him.

"Yes, I believe so." He said as he watched me.

"I know I'm in the first class of the day, but did you get any stares from some girls when you arrived at the school?" I asked as I walked behind him and set a hand on his shoulder.

"No, actually. I arrived right when the first bell rang." He said. I walked back in front of him and slowly ran my hand down his chest which made him a little uncomfortable.

"I'm glad then...." I said with a grin as my hand slid down and reached the top of his jeans.

"And why is that, Miss Branson?" Mr. Tomlinson asked as he tried not to acknowledge my actions.

"I get to claim you..." I smirked as I played with the bottom of his shirt.

"Miss Branson.....You're my student.....I could get arrested." He said as he gently tried to stop me.

"I'm a senior this year, Mr. Tomlinson. I'm more mature then you think...." I said while unbuttoning the bottom of his shirt.

"Lena. You're a very attractive girl, but I assure you that what you're doing will not be ok to the school board." He buttoned his shirt again after he got me to stop.

"Mr. Tomlinson, all of the boys here are idiots. I like more mature guys. Ones who actually know what they're doing. You obviously have dated a lot of women, and I assure you that I'd be happy even if it was just once. As long as I get to be one of those lucky women..." I said as I watched him sit on the edge of his desk.

"Lena. You're a young girl. And even if I wanted to, I still couldn't. It's not legal." he said shaking his head.

"I know that you think of me in a sexual way Mr. Tomlinson..."I said as I sat on his lap and leaned closer to his lips.

"Miss Branson. What makes you think that I do?" He asked. I grinned as I felt his boner against my leg.

"Because your little 'friend' doesn't lie...." I said as I bit my lip. He coughed signaling that he was uncomfortable, and stood up which caused me to stand up.

"Miss Branson. Please get to your class. I'm not writing you a note for being late, so you better think of a good story to tell your next teacher." He said as he opened the door for me to leave.

"Fine, but I still claim you, Mr. Tomlinson." I smirked as I leaned in to let my lips brush his. I quickly walked out of the classroom to get to my next class. Mr. Tomlinson is so fucking hot! He better come to his senses, or I'll have to change his mind for him.