Substitute Styles!

           Chapter 1

 I felt something hit the back of my head, I automatically spun round and scanned the class looking for the culprit and saw a crumpled up ball of paper near my chair leg. I just shook it off, I was used to this kind of pathetic behaviour, being the outsider of the class. I was happy to let it go and continue with my work when I heard a deep Cheshire voice snap "NIALL!! GO TO THE PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE NOW!! I'M FED UP WITH THE STUPID BEHAVIOUR YOU APPLY TO MY CLASS!!" it was the substitute teacher we had had for nearly a  week, I hadn't even noticed our teacher wasn't there for the first couple of days as i'd always tried to stay as low key as possible, and not really payed attention.

"Well Styles I'd like to see you make me" Niall replied cockily.

By this point Mr Styles was fuming "Get out of my class room" he said clenching his teeth and trying to keep his calm.

"This class is fucking stupid anyway" the boy  hissed whilst swinging his backpack round onto his left shoulder and putting a cigarette in his mouth whilst storming out the door.

"And take that stupid thing out of your mouth while your at it" Mr Styles called out after him but he'd already gone.

There was silence for a good few minutes until the idioticness continued. The rest of the lesson seemed to fly by and it took me by shock when I heard the resonating sound of the bell echo throughout the empty school corridors. As they began to fill with agitated students, I quickly shoved my things into my bag in an attempt to avoid as many kids as poissible, but somehow I still managed to be the last one to leave the class. As I stepped out of the door and felt a tap on my shoulder .

"Lily you know you can come to me if they keep bothering you" Mr Styles spoke down to me as my eyes met his sparkling green orbs. "Mrs Thirwall will be back next week but i'll still be here for at least another 12 months to train and will be in your class most of the time assisting so dont hesistate to talk to me about it."

"U-Urm its fine sir,  you didn't need to do that to Niall you know, it was just a paper ball" I replied politely, trying not to get distracted by the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen.

I had never noticed how attractive he was before as I tried to keep my head down in class. He was quite a tall, hench figure with chocolate brown locks surrounding his face. He was 20 years old but for some reason I found myself comparing it with my age of only 16 in the back of my mind.

A few seconds later he replied "Honestly, it was my pleasure. I have wanted to get the kid out of my class since the day I started here! He has been nothing but trouble I swear, but seriously don't worry about it."

 I almost forgot what we were talking about while I'd been examining his features.

"Uh thanks sir, I appreciate it" I turned around and continued towards the door.

"Please, call me Harry" he called, as he winked at me. I tried to hide the smile plastered on my face, knowing that this was kind of wrong, but he caught it as I left the class.

I never thought someone I had just met could make me feel so warm with one small gesture.