Captured (Larry Stylinson)(Student/Teacher)✔️

Oh-So-Good

Ok, I have a small story then I'll get to the real story. So I was texting my boyfriend last night, and he put "I hate you idiot" then "*I love you sweetie".. Yeah. Guess who doesn't get kisses any more? (Hint: my boyfriend.) So, I'll just get to the story. I hope you enjoy, and hey. If you feel generous, just... Vote and comment! Don't people say that at the end of the chapter...? Well, who cares. Be original! So, before this becomes 15 freaking pages, I'm gonna let you start reading... The story I mean...

Harry's P.O.V

   The kids started piling in, one by one. They all took their seats, waiting for me to begin. Ah, he's not here... Yet. I smirked and stood from my swirly chair. "Class, are you ready for your first project?" Some hooted and some groaned. "No, no. It's not like I'm going to make you write a 300 page essay. No, this is even better!" I silenced myself as the door opened and Louis Tomlinson walked in, his hair ruffled and dark circles under his eyes. "Thank you for showing up today, Mr. Tomlinson."

   "Fuck off." He muttered and rested his head on the desk. I smiled in his direction.

   "Anyway, the project is about bullying-" Before I could even finish, he groaned. I raised an eyebrow at him, but he kept quiet. "I know you all have been getting told time after time not to bully, cause it's bad. But this is different. Your all going to make a video, a skit more of. Your videos must contain the following: a bystander, a bully or bullies, and the victim." After I grabbed the papers off my desk, I started walking down rows handing a paper to each student. "Your going to be graded on you're work, and this is worth 50 percent of your grade. You have to make the sketch feel alive." I got back to the front of the class and leaned against my desk. A girl with raspberry hair raised her hand. I smiled and nodded in her direction. "Miss Macks?"

  "Thank you. I have two questions. One, how exactly do we make the video "come alive?""

  "Great question! What I'm talking about is that the video has to have a bit of action. Make the viewers feel like we're being the bystanders. You gotta make the clip scream POW!" I screamed the last word, making people jump then laugh. I smiled, a warm feeling settling inside my stomach. "Make it shine. Have a plot twist. Hell, have two! But making someone feel like their actually witnessing something that is behind a screen is amazing!" Madison Macks smiled and went forth with her second question.

  "Right, now my next question. What if someone doesn't have a video recorder?" I knew that question would appear somewhere.

  "If you don't have a video recorder, use your phone. Or mainly anything that records." Anther girl raised her hand. "Yes?"

   "When is this project due?"

   "It's due in exactly 2 weeks. And if you have any more questions just come after class." From the far back, I seen Louis's head pop up. Finally.

Louis's P.O.V

   Come after class and ask questions? I know one question I'd like to ask him. How the fuck he gets so hot. But I guess he means questions that pertain to the project. Well, who knows? Maybe I could have a little fun with this. "Mr. Tomlinson? Are you paying attention?" I smirked and leaned back in my chair.

   "Now, who wouldn't pay attention to a fine piece of ass like you?" His eyes narrowed as he glared.

   "Detention, Louis." My smirk only grew.

   "Good. Then maybe I'll be able to ask you about MY project." His mouth opened slightly in shock. "Don't worry, baby. Your mouth is gonna be wider than that." I winked, smirking slightly. People snickered. His mouth slammed shut as he glared at me. "Got any other sexy looks?" I winked which only earned me a slight blush.