The Teacher... "Harry Styles"

Chapter 2

The weekend seemed to fly by in a blur of partying, homework and friends, man senior year was stressful. Next think i knew i was slamming the snooze button on my alarm clock Monday morning. 

"Rylie, time to get up" my mom yelled at me from downstairs

I let out a groan as i rolled out of bed, i lazily put my hair in a messy bun and threw on a pair of jean shorts and a white tank top. I quickly put a tiny bit of mascara on my eyes and i was ready to go.

I gave my mom a kiss on the cheek and then grabbed an apple.

"love you" i said as i grabbed my keys and walked out the front door

It was a crappy day out so i decided to take my moms car, she was taking the day off so she wouldn't be at work today. I picked Lily up at her house and then made the short commute to school. Lily and I had the same homeroom so we sprinted from the car to the school quickly, trying to escape the pouring rain. We were a bit early to class so we took seats in the back together and chatted about the weekend. The classroom quickly filled with kids and soon enough the classroom was completely full. i was searching through my bag when the bell finally went and the teacher walked in, i looked up in surprise when Lily let out an audible gasp next to me. I peered confusedly to the front of the class and felt my stomach drop when my blue eyes locked with a familiar pair of green ones. Harry, the boy from Friday night blinked at me in surprise but quickly hid it as he turned to the class. I watched him turn around and mutter something to himself then take a deep breath, before turning back to the class.

"hello everyone, my name is Harry Styles but you will refer to me as Mr. Styles, i will be teaching this math class until the end of the semester" he said in a sexy British accent that i recognized all too well

All of a sudden i heard Lily let out a quiet laugh from beside me, which made me let out a small laugh too, suddenly seeing the funny side of giving a lap dance to your fucking teacher.

"is there something you two want to share with the class" harry asked sharply, his eyes blazing

"nope" i said through a laugh, my cheeks blazing red.

"good, then i suggest you be quiet" he said

"everyone please take your textbooks out and flip to page 39 of the textbook, today we will be starting unit 7" harry or "Mr. Styles" said 

Suddenly i felt my phone buzz in my pocket, "text message from Lily" flashed on the screen. I quickly hid my phone under the table, unlocking it. the text message read "you dirty bitch, you gave the sexy british teacher a fucking lap dance, JEALOUS AFFF" i couldn't help but scoff when i read the message.

"Rylie Thomas" Mr. Styles said sharply as i jumped in my seat a little

"hand your phone over to me right now, you can come get it from me at the end of the day" he said angrily

I panicked when i realized i didn't have time to delete the text message from Lily, meaning her could read it. With no other option, i slowly walked up to his desk and placed my phone on it,

"sorry" i muttered as i went to sit back down

Soon enough the period was over and i couldn't be more relieved, the tension in the air was suffocating. As i packed up my stuff Mr. Styles walked over to me and bent down.

"don't forget to come see me at the end of the day" he said as he walked away.

The rest of the day flashes by in a nervous haze for me, and by the end of the day my nail beds were raw and bitten. I was so nervous to see Mr. Styles at the end of the day but at the same time i really needed to get my phone back.