Louis's Pov
Well remembered how I said I hate school
... yeah, this is one of the reasons why.
I have 3 tests tomorrow all back to back.
I just got one question...
WHO THE HELL THOUGHT THIS WOULD BE A GOOD IDEA??
AND WHY DO WE HAVE TO HAVE SO MANY TESTS?
WHY CANT WE JUST HAVE ONE BIG TEST EVERY YEAR AND BE DONE WITH IT???
Ughhh again I'm telling you school some bullshit, like when am I ever gonna to need to identify a shape or prove why it's that shape (geometry is bullshit).
Ok, so that brings me to where I am now. I'm just entering the library because my laptop is broken and I'm too much of a lazy arse to get it fixed.
I know all got to do is call the people that fix computers but like...
that's too much work.
I was much sure my library card, wallet, and all that good stuff was with me when I spotted Mr.Horan in the corner of my eye.
I'm curious as to why he's here
With all due respect, Mr.Horan doesn't seem like a person who likes to read, plus he's the math teacher ... that's like the opposite to reading right?
And he's certainly not here to print papers
I know I'm supposed to be studying but this seems more interesting.
I quietly followed after Mr.Horan making sure to leave plenty of space between us. It seemed he knew where he was going as he didn't look around once. I felt like a spy because of how silent I was. It seemed like I was barely breathing. I kept looking around to make sure no one thought I was creepy as a followed a man.
... Louis you're are creepy you're following your sexy ass math teacher in a library, what part of that doesn't scream creepy?
Mr.Horan had turned into a row of bookshelves. I counted to 5 before following him. As soon as I went into the row I was immediately pinned to a bookshelf.
I looked up to see Mr.Horan looking down at me with a dark glint in his eyes.
''What are you doing.'' He asked, his voice raspy as if he hasn't spoken all day.
''U-um, nothing.''
He raised an eyebrow, a small smile forming on his face.
''I-I mean I saw you so I w-wanted to ask for help.'' I stuttered.
Mr.Horan just inhales and moves even closer to me. His right-hand lets go of my wrist only to capture it with his left. His hand slowing moves down my back resting right above my bum. He moves his head into my neck and inhales.
''W-what are you doing?'' I slightly shook.
I shouldn't want his hand to be somewhere else so bad right now, HE'S MY TEACHER.
While I had an inner debate in my head I could feel Mr.Horan grin against my neck.
He quickly grabbed my bum and gave it a squeeze making me gasp
''Nothing.'' He smirked. When I gasped he quickly caught my bottom lip between his teeth and gave it a tug.
kfjnkjgnfdj WHY IS HE SO HOT
He let go of my lip and smiled sweetly like nothing happened.
''Okay Pet why don't we go help you now?'' He said softly before wrapping an arm around my waist and pulling me out of the bookshelves and to a table.
He then helped me study for all 3 of the tests.
It wasn't until I got home when it all sunk in and I freaked the fuck out.
A/n
Okayyy I think Imma leave it right here.
Its short but eh ill make up for it.
I feel so dirty after writing this XD I need to get baptized again cause Jesus.
I meant to update eariler....and I have no excuse sooo sorry?
Damn I took a whole month to update yikes
:3
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