One direction Imagines

Imagine #3: Zayn

HEY GUYS
how are you all? I'm good, thankyou.
I know I was lost for so many days. I'm sorry guys.
But I've a good news. I finished my high school. YAY.

So here is an chapter for you. It is a requested imagine. It contains loads and loads of mature scene. So Be careful. Huhahaha....
If you are uncomfortable with reading the mature part you may skip this update. I will update a clean part on my next chpter for the virgin eyes people.

Ava's P.O.V~

"Explain the factors determining price elasticity of demand."
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
It's been an hour and I cannot even remember a proper sentence. Oh God, help me. Our stupid Economics teacher decided to take a stupid test and I cannot understand anything. Fuck me, atleast I should have paid attention in the class while the teacher was explaining the topic rather than daydreaming. And on top of that I HATE ECONOMICS. (tbh I fucking hate Economics with all my heart).
Arghh... I'm not reading this anymore. With that I slammed my book shut and dived into my duvets.

So first let me introduce myself. Hi everyone, I'm Ava. 18 Years old girl who everytime kills her economics book by stabbing it with a pointed compass. Yeah, you got that correct I AVA, LOATHE ECONOMICS.

Next day

Please God, please make the teacher absent toaday. I promise I'll go to chruch everyday. And I'll not fight with Amelia over a chocolate. [ :P ] I walked over to my classroom silently praying to God. As soon as I entered the room I was greeted with my group. I am an average student who struggles with getting proper marks on all of her subject. I neither am a nerd who sits in the corner and studies ( no offence to anybody out there)
nor I'm from a popular group who sits at the back not caring about the world.

"Hey Av. Studied the topic?" Amelia asked pulling me towards our seat.

"No. Not a single sentence" I replied to her with sigh and plopping on my seat.

"You remember right what the professor threaten to do to you if you bring less marks again this time" she asked raising her perfectly made eyebrow.

"Gosh don't make me remember. He told me he will not check my paper in the exam and even call my parents." I said recalling the day when he said those frightening words. Oh the horror.

"Everybody silent" suddenly the Principal yelled entering the class with some hot guy trolling behind him.

Everyone rushed to their seats and the class was silent.

"Class your Economics teacher, Mr. Stones had to leave urgently due to some personal problems. He will not be able to attend the class for next two weeks."

I turned towards Amelia with a full on toothy grin. We hi-fived under the table. 'Yes' and 'yeah' were heard from the corners.

"Silent everyone. " He glared towards us and continued what he was saying " Meet Mr. Malik your new subsitute teacher for Economics" My jaw droped when the Principal completed his sentence. How can a teacher be so so hot and sexy and young. He looks just our age. Oh my God ,I thought he was a student. Darn, I lost my chance. Ahaha..

" Hello everybody" Mr. Malik greeted after the principle left the room. "So guys I'm your new subsitute teacher. Let me introduce myself. My name is Zayn Malik. I'm from Bradford. And yeah... that much of introduction is enough. Now let me call out the roll numbers."

Fuck, his accent, his hair, his grey mysterious eyes and fuck those lips of his. I bet that tastes so so good on my..... I snapped out of my oh-so-horny thoughts when someone nudge my sides. I turnwd towards Amelia who just had nudged my side, raising my left eyebrow in process , silently asking why.