Last Love (Harry Styles fan-fiction) (On Hold due to re-editing on other books)

Are you kidding me...

I started off to class. I still want to know who my commenter was. I can't live without knowing. I don't think its anyone I know but, still. I got a coffee before I got to class. I'm just glad we can finally eat in these classes. I see this kid in the front row and I decide to sit next to him.

He seems like a good student. Maybe he is like me, an "A" student. A student that gets their work done a week ahead of time. I don't understand how people wait till the last minute. I think its better to just get it over with early. I don't know maybe its just me.

I take the seat and look at the boy more detailed. He has light brown hair, its straight and he has glasses on. He is really cute. I look ahead cause I see the corner of his mouth curve up. Great he probably caught me staring at him. Well this is embarrassing. I wish I had my bangs down so I couldn't see him. I knew it was a mistake to sit here. Nice going Alex.

"Hi." He says to me. I notice he doesn't have an American accent. Its adorable that he doesn't.

"Hi." I say shyly. I don't want to seem strange to him.

"I'm Tanner. I just started college and you?"

"I'm Alexandra. But I would prefer if you called me Alex. Its also just started in college."

I stick my hand out, he takes my hand in his and we shake each others hand. More people start to fall in and Tanner and I have are own conversation. Once the class has more students and the teacher walks in we both take it as class is about to start. I keep glancing at him. I notice him glancing at me to ever so often. I don't mind, I actually feel wanted in this world.

"We are going to jump straight into what we are going to learn this semester. I don't feel like going over who is who. I don't see the point in that. I'm professor William. I don't go by professor Will, Professor W, Professor Will.I.Am. No I go by Professor William. If you have a problem with that leave now. The door is open, no one and I mean no one is stopping you." Professor William tells us.

I like how he takes charge. I never thought I would have a professor that was so strict and took charge. I mean all of my High School teachers were a joke. They didn't care about any of us. One of my class mates were dumb and I mean dumb. He passed with a GPA of a 3.8, he never even turned his work in. They just wanted to get rid of us. I didn't think that he would make it out of there with such a high GPA. I hate High School and I'm glad I'm done with it. I don't think I could look at it again.

"The first assignment were doing is going over one of the books that I'm sure none of you have read. Its called 'The Notebook' and if you have read it good for you. I want all of you to read it and to right a two-thousand word essay about the book. I expect it to be done and on my desk by next week. And if you think I'm joking don't turn it in. You WILL be out of my class in a heart beat. I don't joke about my assignments. If you don't like it walk out now. I don't give a care. I am not getting paid by the number of students, I'm getting paid by how much you learn. Not just as an individual, but as a whole. So the door is open for you."

He doesn't kid about this stuff. Yes, finally a teacher that actually cares about us. I don't think I could love a teacher more than I do right now. I have always wanted a teacher that cared about me. I now know that this is the teacher, and campus that I have always wanted.

Just as I'm about to ask him a question someone decided to walk in. I don't know who but, I know that professor won't be happy about it. I turn my head to look to see who it is. I'm expecting some kid that got lost or something, not this though.

"Are you kidding me..." I say and the professor looks at me.

"Sorry I wasn't expecting to see you here Mr.Styles. I thought you were going to bail on my class again. I thought you were going to walk into my next class like last year."