Their Teacher

Working With Pain in the Asses

"Wow!" They gushed, taking in the beautiful scenery of the entrance of my house.

"Go over there to the livingroom, and work on the work, while I go take a shower." I ordered, jogging over to the stairs.

Once I was in my room's bathroom, I turned the water on to warmish/hotish and stripped down, hopping into the water.

I washed everything and soon got out, wrapping a towel around my body and hair.

I walked out and into my room, only to see five figures sitting on my bed, four of them looking me up and down, and Liam blushing like a mad man.

I screamed a very high pitched, girly scream, clutching the towel around me tighter.

"What the hell are you doing in my room!" I screeched, not daring to take my hands off the towel for even a second.

"We needed help with a question." Liam mumbled, putting his head down but still slightly looking up. No matter what boys are labeled as, they're still perverted bastards.

"Yeah, the homework." Zayn added, taking no shame into looking me up and down.

"Get your fat asses out of my room now!" I shrieked, pointing to the door with one hand.

Slowly, one by one each of them left, leaving me all alone with my thoughts. Maybe liking school isn't such a bad thing...

I quickly changed into a tanktop and shorts before quickly racing down the stairs.

I bounced into the livingroom to see each one of them stuffed with cookies and chips in their mouths.

"That's my food!" I whined, causing the boys to look in my direction looking scared as hell.

They just shrugged it off, taking another huge handful of whatever kind they were eating.

"Get your lazy asses off the couch and at the table!" I ordered sternly, crossing my arms and glaring daggers at them.

They scrambled to their feet, leaving behind the food as they ran to the table taking out their homework. No one likes a pissed off girl.

"You peasants are so lucky I'm not on my girly thing right now!" I spat, pushing a stool over to the table. I'm probably going to have to help them, so might as well get ready.

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It's been about an hour now, and all they've done was four and a half questions, along with a bunch of arguing and fighting.

"SHUTUP!" I screamed. The room fell silent, the only noise coming from the leaky faucet, and the occasional munch from Niall's mouth.

"Listen," I started, squinting my eyes at each one of them.

"If you actually get along, your work will be done, then you can leave!" I exclaimed, becoming happy for them to leave.

"It's hard to work with dumbasses." Liam scoffed to himself.

"It's hard to work with a know-it-all!" Louis shot back, glaring daggers at the lad.

I. Hate. Them. All.

"Let's try this a different way!" I sighed, bringing the paper closer towards me so I could see the questions.

"I'll ask the questions, and whoever knows it, just shout it out. If no one knows the answer to the question, then we'll work on it together, alright?" I asked, waiting for this to be over with!

"Alright." they all muttered back at me.

✨✨✨✨*A lot of questions later*✨✨✨✨

"Alright, you're done, now leave!" I pointed towards the door, shoving them towards it.

Everyone had left except Harry. That bitch!

"You're hot when you're mad." he winked, pushing me against the wall gently, but rough enough.

He placed a peck on my lips, trailing down towards my neck. After a few more awkward pecks, he got off of me, sending me a wink before he left.

Seriously, what the hell just happened?