I've fallen in Love with my Teacher Mr. Tomlinson

Chapter 6: No one knows

*Lauren's POV*

Mr. Tomlinson's mouth tastes amazing. I know that sounds weird but it's true. I literally want to live in his mouth. Okay that's too weird. Even for me. Anyways, it's like he's been voiding me for the past week. I bet things got too awkward for him. Was I not a good kisser? No, I'm a great kisser. I'm just laying on my bed not even wanting to go to school today, not wanting to have that awkward lesson with him. Apparently my dad doesn't agree with me having the day off though.

"Lauren! Get up!" He yells.

"Okay! I'm getting up."

I rolled my eyes and lifted myself off my cozy bed and groaned. I can't be arsed to take a shower this morning. It's not like I'm trying to impress anyone anymore. After I brushed my teeth, I threw my hair into a messy bun and applied my make up. I put on a baseball tee, dark wash shorts, and my red vans. I made my way downstairs and groaned in pain when I stubbed my toe on the table. Stupid ass table.

"Lauren are you okay?" My dad asks me worriedly.

"Just peachy Dad." I sighed, "I just stubbed my toe."

"Can you walk properly?"

"I'll try now." I muttered. I balanced on my two feet and tried to not cry in pain. I slowly started walking and I can't help but limp as I did. The pain had gotten a bit better, but I can't hide my limp.

"Do you want to stay home?" He asked

"I can't. I'm re-taking my exam in a few days. I need to study as much as I can before it." I sighed

"Well at least let me drive you to school." He suggested

"Thank you." I smiled weakly. My dad helped me to his car and I got in sheepishly. He put his radio on and 'Transylvania by Mcfly came on. I just fucking love this song.

"People marching to the drums, everybody's having fun to the sound of love!" I yelled in my terrible singing voice.

I'm actually a good singer but I like singing horrible on purpose.

"Shut up. You're worse than your mother." My dad chuckled.

My mother.

I let out an awkward chuckle because I wasn't really comfortable talking about my mother. I don't know. I just found it weird.

"Have a good day." My father smiled as he stopped the car outside my school.

I stumbled towards my school with that pain in the ass limp. It's so embarrassing. I approached Zayn by the lockers and he gave me a weird look.

"Damn. What the fuck happened to you?" He chuckled

"I stubbed my toe." I whined

"Don't be such a baby. It's just a toe." He mocked

"No it really hurts Zayn." I frowned

"I guess you want me to help you to history?" He sighed un-impressed.

"If that's not too much, I'd like that, thanks." I said sarcastically.

He put an arm around my waist and helped me to my first class. Thank god it was on the first floor. He helped me into the classroom and he took a seat next to me. I scanned over the classroom and couldn't help but sigh. They could decorate this class a bit. It's just a boring green color.

"What are you looking at?" Zayn asked

"Nothing, I just.. is that a tattoo?!" I snapped at him. I grabbed his arm and scanned over it. There appeared to be a mother fucking Hand crossing its fingers. I mean, it looks good and it's kinda hot but what the hell was he thinking?

"I got it a few days ago. I was waiting for you to notice. You like?" He smirked

"Zayn you're so fucking stupid." I sighed

"Why?"

"Because. If you go to a job interview, they'll see that and think you're just a douche." I said getting annoyed.

"What the fuck Lauren? Why are you being such a bitch?" He snarled.

"I don't know. Just a lot of things on my mind. I'm sorry." I mumbled

"Okay then."He murmured.

That's it? He's not going to ask what's going on? I'm a girl for fucks sake. We like being asked questions we won't answer.

• • • • • •

"If I actually cut a £5 note in half, I would have £2.50 right?" Sara asked with a grin on her face as we strolled to the canteen.

"Oh Sara. It's a good thing you're pretty." I muttered.

"Shut up Limpy." She smirked referring to my limp.

"Don't even go there." I sighed while picking up a burrito and giving my money to the lunch lady.

"How's tutoring with Mr. Tomlinson?" She asked curiously

"Pretty good. I'm learning alot."

"Oh really? No sexual tension to distract you?"

"Sara. I have a boyfriend. Besides he's my teacher." I murmured.

"Alright. Whatever you say. I still think it would be hot for you to be like a bad student and he could punish you." Sara said with a wink.

"Oh my god." I laughed and we walked to our table.

I wanna tell Sara that me and Mr. Tomlinson kissed but he told me not to say a word so I'm not going to. I mean Sara doesn't have to know everything, does she?

So sorry it took me such a long ass time to update. I know you guys kept asking for me to update. I'm sorry. The next chapter will be better I'm promise. Thank you for reading :*