I knew the moment when I woke up that I wasn't feeling good at all. I've had a slight headache all morning and my appetite was non existent. I barely got through all my morning classes. My teachers noticed I didn't look all that good and recommended that I go home and rest but that wouldn't look good on my attendance record missing the second day of uni. I entered my last class for the day and sat towards the front. I wasn't about to argue with someone for a seat in the back.
"I heard the teacher is a college student." I heard a few girls behind me talking softly to one another and they both giggled. I know ease dropping isn't polite but this sounds interesting. Is the teacher really a student? Is that even allowed? Maybe he's a substitute.
"He's not a student Marie. He's just young. I purposely failed this class last year just so I could see him again. Maybe now that I'm a year older he'll consider my offer." The girls began to laugh and I rolled my eyes and scoffed. I heard the one behind me clear her throat and I turned around to look at them.
"Do you have anything you'd like to sa-" the girl got cut short as the room door slammed shut. I turned to face the front and instantly I understood the girls' theory. The professor walked to his desk flashing everyone a smile as he walked to the front and maneuvered himself onto the desk.
"Well hello class, I'm professor Styles but you all can call me Harry so I don't sound old." He chuckles lightly as he picks up a paper reading it before looking around the room. "It's nice to see some new faces in here" he cleared his throat, "and some old." Everyone greeted him and I heard the girls giggling as he spoke. I mean yeah he's good looking but he's a professor, my professor.
He was wearing a light blue dress shirt with 3 buttons undone at the top and you can possibly see a head of a bird tattoo peaking through the shirt. I love that color. His hair was a nice brown color with luxurious looking curls through his whole head. If someone on the streets saw this man I doubt they'd even guess him being a college teacher. This may sound weird but he was... beautiful.
This class was basically like the rest. Orientation about class rules and what he expects us to do. I've heard it all before, and before I knew It I drifted into a nice sleep.
"Natalie. Natalie wake up. Nata-" I sprung my head up looking around frantically and realized the classroom was empty. Shit that wasn't suppose to happen! "Well good morning sunshine." I looked up to see Mr. Styles standing right next to me and smiling. I bite my lip rubbing my hands against my face.
"I'm so sorry professor. I haven't felt well and, I'm sorry. Falling asleep in class is so rude." I ramble on standing up and grabbing my bag quickly as I feel him put his hand on my shoulder.
"It's okay this time, but next time I won't be so nice about it." He furrows his eyebrows staring down at me and begins to grin as he rests a hand on my desk leaning onto it. "Don't be so nervous. I was kidding. You didn't miss anything at all but next time you don't feel up to par, don't come to class." He cracks a smile as I'm still standing there still and probably looking ridiculous. I can't help but stare into his light colored eyes.. how is he a professor?
"Uhm- yea okay got it. Sorry again and I'll be prepared next time." I nod my head and brush past him walking towards the door. I'm embarrassed more than I should be but falling asleep in class could get me in trouble. I should've just stayed home and not ruin my image to my teacher on the first day in his class. He probably thinks I'm an underachiever. I groan to myself as I reach the door.
"Have a goodnight Ms. Natalie." I turn back a bit to see him standing there brushing his hand in his hair as he smiles at me.
"Thanks professor." I turn around and head out the door looking down at the ground as I begin to smile. He sure does have an endearing personality and is very cute. What the fuck Natalie shut up he's your teacher. If he even knew what I was thinking I would never be able to look at him the same. A crush is a crush right? It won't last forever..
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Fanfic"Harry.." He grabs my waist softly brushing his thumbs against my skin as he pushes me against his bedroom door. "Harry this isn't a good idea." I watch as he buries his face into my neck and snakes his arm around my back pushing himself against me...