Attraction {zarry professor/student au} +18

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Harry's POV

I looked down at my already crumpled schedule.  So far I've only had one class with Niall and Liam, and that happens to be chemistry which is my least favorite subject.
The minute the lecture ended Liam waved me a quick goodbye before being dragged off by Niall, no doubt to go makeout somewhere.
Yes- they are dating. They have been since 11th grade. Since then I've been the third wheel. I don't mind it much. Except for lately they seem to always hangout. Most times without me. But I can't complain because they're in love .

I continued down the hallway until I found room 217. The door was closed and it seemed empty, but I was pretty early so I decided to just walk in.
I looked around and no one was there. Where is the professor?
I sat down and put my schedule away.  I began to think that maybe I got the room number wrong until a guy with raven black hair walked in.
He wore a black button down shirt with white suspenders and black pants. His tattooed arms were showing which was a surprise. He set his stuff down on the desk and looked up. "Uh hi. I wasn't expecting any students for thirty more minutes." He spoke with a thick accent. I wasn't quite sure what to say. "I-i can leave if you want and uh come back later." I mumbled while grabbing my things. Of course I'd make a fool of myself in front of such a handsome guy. But he seemed way out of my lead... and straight.
He held his hands in front of him to stop me. "No you're fine. It's good that your early actually."

I raised an eyebrow at him. How is it good that I now have to try to not make a fool of myself for the next 26 minutes.
"How is that a good thing?" I asked.
"Because I get to know you before anyone else. Unless you'd rather wait for the class to come in." He said.
"No, no, I'll do it now. My name is Harry Styles. I'm from Holmes Chapel but I moved here to Manchester with my best mates Niall and Liam. Um. I'm 22. And yeah that's about it." I finished.  He nodded his head then sat on top of the desk next to me. "Well Harry, my name is Zayn Malik, but I suggest that during my class you address me as Mr.Malik. I am 24 and this is my first year teaching."

I nodded. Zayn, such a beautiful name for a beautiful person. His eyes were so captivating I didn't realize that I was staring. "Uh harry?" I snapped out of my strance and looked at him. "I can give you my syllabus now to look over until class starts. " He said before handing me the paper. I looked over the small list of required things. I would occasionally glance up to see what Mr. Malik was doing. I looked up once again and at that very moment his eyes met mine. There was a voice in my head telling me to look away but there was this warm feeling  in my chest when I saw his hazel eyes. I could've sworn his eyes flickered down to my lips before looking at my eyes again. "Uhm can I help you Harry?" He said, breaking the intense gaze.

"No m'fine." I said then continued to stare down at the paper. I was pretty sure my face was red .

Soon the class entered and everyone except me introduced themselves. Once that was done Mr. Malik clapped his hands together to get everyone's attention.
"Okay. So I know it's the first day and all but I expect this project to take you awhile."
Everyone groaned at this.
"I'll be giving each one of you a word. And I want you to describe to me what it means to you. I want this to be personal. I want you to use whatever experience you've had with this word into your report."
"I want this report to be divided into three parts.
One: what does this word mean and what does it mean to you. How does it affect you?"
Two: Was your experience with this word good? Bad? Or both.
Three: your conclusion. How this word effects you now and if you would do anything different what would you do. Any questions?" He asked. The class stared blankly at him. I understood mostly what he was saying. I just hoped the word wouldn't be something that I'm
inexperienced with. Like love.

After a couple rounds of questions, Mr. Malik passed around a cup full of peices of paper with words on it. When the cup got to me I chose the one on top. "What is your word Harry?" Mr. Malik asked before I even got a chance to see for myself.  Everyone looked at me to see what I got. I unfolded the piece of paper and looked at the word.

"Attraction" I said. My own voice sounded small to me. Mr. Malik flashed me a smile before asking other students about their words.

Wohoo first chapter and my phones already dying. I'm just gonna warn you, my writing sucks. If you don't like it then don't waist your time. Any suggestions or comments would be nice so feel free to. Byeee