At the end of the day, Phil meets me at my locker.
"Hey" He says wioth a smile
"Hi" I reply sadly
"Are you walking home with me?" Phil asks swinging his bag over his shoulder.
"No, I have detention" I sigh
"AGAIN?! (Y/N), GET YOUR LIFE TOGETHER!" Phil shouts.
"Okay, okay. But you need to tone down the bants" I say putting my hand on his shoulder
"I'll wait at the library for you, if you'd like" Phil offers
"That'd would be nice"
"I'll see in two hours"
I nod and walk to Mr. Howell's room. I look inside and see Mr. Howell sitting on his desk.
"H-hi" I say shyly
"Have a seat" He orders
I nod and sit in a desk closest to his, a little intimidated.
"Why are you here for two hours?" He asks not looking up at me.
"I...uh attacked Marzia" I reply quietly.
He chuckles, "Have a seat, Ms. (Y/L/N)" he pats his lap.
I blush a dark crimson color and have a seat right on his lap, my back facing him.
"Aww come on. Turn around for me?" He teases.
"Mr. Howell-"
"Call me Dan" he interrupts.
"Okay...uh..Dan, I should really go sit at my desk" I say beginning to stand up.
He pulls my waist down, "no. You sit."
I blush and look at his hands. My stomach does a flip and my ears get hot, like they do when I am nervous. "sir, p-please let go. I would like to get my homework done"
He sighs, "as you wish" and let's go of my waist. I stand up and head to a desk right in the middle of the classroom.
Dan stands up and hovers the desk I had claimed. He sits on it. "You know, (y/n), girls who disobey their teachers are punished" he says, a smirk plastered on his face.
I sink in my chair, "p-punished?"
"Don't speak unless told to"
"Sorry, sir" I say blushing
"I said don't speak!" He shouts.
A faint knock rings through my ears. I flinch ant the sound. Dan hops off of my desk and heads to the door.
"I'll be right back" he says, closing the door quickly.
I slouch in my chair and blink. 'Oh my fucking god. Did my teacher just do that?!' I think as I take out my homework.
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Dan walked in the classroom about 15 minutes later with a proud look on his face.
"What's got you so happy?" I ask, crossing my legs.
"Oh you'll see tomorrow" he chuckled.
"Aww come on, tell me" I say. "Pleeeeaaaseee"
"No, you'll see tomorrow" he sternly says
I groan, "fiine"
He smiles and takes out his phone, checking his fringe. I roll my eyes and begin working on my math.
"Fucking hell" I mumble under my breathe.
Dan's eyes widen, "(y/n)..."
I flinch a little, "oh! Sorry sir. I- just..uh"
He chuckles, "you're fine" he says smiling a little. "Now, what is it that you are cursing about?"
"My damn math" I say pushing it off the desk.
"I understand your pain" he says, leaning back in his chair.
"WHEN AM I GOING TO NEED FUCKING TRIGONOMETRY?!" I shout, forgetting I was in a room with my teacher because of how angry I was.
He laughs at me. "I know right. It's not like I am going to be mugged and stop them saying, 'for no good sir. I have the power of traingles'"
I giggle a little at his try at lightening the subject. I blush and hide my face, like I do when I giggle.
Dan approaches me, "let me see how I can help you"
I look up at his beautiful brown eyes as he looks at my paper. Just gazing at him like that brings me into a whole other world.
"You done staring?" He smirks.
"O-oh, sorry" I say blushing and looking back down at my paper
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It is now two minutes before my detention is over. My foot taps lightly against the hard wood floor every time the clock ticks. I stare at the clock, hugging my binder against my chest.
"One hundred twelve... One hundred thirteen" I continue to mumble under my breath.
"One hundred twenty" I say, letting a sigh of relief escape my lips.
"Mr. Howell, it's been 2 hours" I say quietly.
"Alright, you may go" he says, lifting up his glasses to the bridge of his nose.
"I'll see you tomorrow" I smile as i swing my bag over my shoulder.
He jumps to his feet and grabs my arm as I approach the door, "Wait!"
I look up at the tall man and blush, "yes?"
He suddenly connects our lips. My eyes widen at first, but I slowly close my eyes and kiss back
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Mr. Howell // Dan Howell x Reader
FanfictionYou are going into senior year of high school. On your first day of school, you meet your English teacher. Mr.Howell.