Numbers z.m

Chapter 5.

What the hell was that all about? he went beyond the boundaries of student teacher interaction, but I have to admit it turned me on when he lightly growled. 

wait? what? no. 

I shook my head of the thought as I barged into our dorm room, Jasmine was wide eyed and my head was still buzzing over what happened 

"good now that you're here, I want you to elaborate on what happened with Mr. Malik and Ms. B" she asked scoffing at the mention of Ms. B's name 

"uhm no thanks, I'd rather not talk about Mr. Malik" I stated bluntly and stripped

"you mean Mr. fuckable" she smirked,

"fuckable my ass" I mumbled as I changed into sweats

but he was, really was. 

"what you're going to sleep?" she raised an eye brow at me

"Yeah" I shrugged, "tomorrow's an early day and I'm really tired" 

My excuse, was partially true, tomorrow my classes start at 9:00 instead of 10:00 thank god I have harry in my first class tomorrow, but I'm not tired I am fucking puzzled. 

Mr.Malik was too close for my liking but I kinda liked it? I don't know.

I groaned and sat up.I ran my hands through my hair and sighed. I am not gonna let him, distract me from my studies.

and with that I fell back down on my bed and closed my eyes.

***

The next day, I woke up 5:00 am and ran, I prayed that I wouldn't bump into Mr. Yummy, as Jasmine addresses him, I rolled my eyes at the thought

'but he is Mr. Yummy isn't he? 'my subconscious debated

'no' the other half of my brain answered.

'oh really ?that's why you fantasized about him sliding his dick into yo-'

"shut up" I mumbled loudly as I stopped and rested my hands on my knees lightly bending over.

I was panting heavily staring at the ground when I heard a dark chuckle. 

damn it.

I stood up straight to see Mr. Malik himself

'you should say Mr. yummy" my subconscious fought back again.

sometimes I can be such a bitch. 

"what?" I breathed heavily

"don't you think it's a little to early to be deep in thought?" he smirked

oh fuck off.

"Yeah, maybe it is" I mumbled trying to catch my breath

he chuckled once again and took a step forward

woah, not this again malik.

"don't you think it's a little to early to invade personal space Zayn?" I cocked an eye brow and took a step back

he shook his head and smirked "I prefer you calling me Mr. Malik or sir" he stepped closer

"you asked me to call you Zayn, a few days ago" I stated bluntly

"well now I'm taking it back" he growled lightly

damn. he's hot. my subconscious spoke up again

can you shut the fuck up

"mentally debating Ms. Shay?" he smirked

"No" I defended