I walk out of Mr. Howell's class late...again. I walk into the bathroom. I look into the mirror and slick my hair back, with a long, hard sigh. I hear a flush from the stall and look into the mirror. I see a large hand open the stall door, and Joe emerge from the stall. My eyes widen.
"Hey (Y/N)" He says nonchalantly.
"Why are you in the girls bathroom?" I ask, turning around to him. A second stall opens, Caspar coming out. I blink hard. "What the hell?"
Alfie comes out the last stall, "Hey whore"
I grunt, "What do you want?"
"You. Me. Date." He says, leaning against the wall.
"I'm not going on a date with you" I groan, holding the bridge of my nose.
"Fine, I'll just report to the authorities that you and Mr. Howell have been having extra fun time after class." Alfie says, a smirk growing on his face.
"Wha-"
"We know. I see the way he looks at you, and you're always staying after class all the time." He interrupts.
My face turns ghost white. Alfie grabs my face, "You WILL go out with me or everyone will know your little slutty secret"
"B-but what about Phil?" I ask, his lips so close I can feel every one of his breathes graze my lips.
"That's for you to figure out" He says, before they all leave the bathroom.
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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.
