My Ex is My Teacher (Luke Hemmings)

Easier Said Than Done

A/N Thank you all for 1,000+ reads!!! It means a lot!!! I didn't think that this book would get any so thank you!!! Real quick, is 21 in this story. So this is year 2017-2018.

Luke's POV

What the hell was she doing here?!?! The last time I saw her she was living in California. Why in the world would she move back here? One of the reasons why I liked having this job was because I could get my mind off of her and focus on other things. And now I have to see her for the whole year.

"Just play it cool," my mind tells me.

I agree to do as my mind tells me just like it did earlier. I played it cool in front of her. That's just what I'll have to do for the rest of the year. But it's so easier said than done.

I move from the back of the room, where I was recently pacing, and moved to the front of the room and sat down at my desk.

I grab my phone and plug in my earbuds to it and listen to music to help calm down my nerves.

I pull up Green Day and listen to American Idiot until I hear a knock at the door.

I take the earbuds out and look at who is standing outside of my door.

Hannah Sherk. Why the hell is she here?

I call for her to come in and she opens the door, walking to my desk.

"Hi Mr. Hemmings," she gives the fakest smile ever.

Then I remember Elise speaking about a Hannah Sherk. How fake she was and how much she got on Elise's nerves even though they lived on the other side of the country.

"Hi Ms. Sherk. What can I do for you?"

"Well, you see, I'm not really good at math. I failed actually last year."

"Yeah, I know," I smiled looking down at her papers from over the years.

"I know. I was really bad last year. And well all years. But you see, I want to get better this year. Do you maybe think that you can tutor me? Like after school maybe?" She asked.

I saw something in her eyes though. They held the feeling of want? No. Hunger. Yeah that's it.

Then I realized what she really wanted.

It's honestly a shame because she really does need help with her math and I'm willing to tutor her so she can learn and go to a good college but it's pretty clear with what she wants.

"Look Hannah," I begin but then an idea comes into mind.

Jealousy.

That's it!

Make Elise jealous. Make her jealous and then she'll go crazy. I mean yeah, it's mean, but I want her back. I want her back so badly. And finally admitting that I do, even to myself, is a weight off my shoulders. I broke it, our relationship, off for a good reason. It wasn't just because of the shit that I said.

It was because of my parents. I don't know why, but they didn't want me to be with her. I don't even know how they found out! They didn't even give me an explanation as to why I had to break it off. They just said that if I didn't, I'd get kicked out and they wouldn't help pay for my apartment here in New York the first couple of months.

I knew that Elise would never want to get back together with me. Especially after what I told her in order for her to accept our break up.

So the only other way to get her back? Make her jealous.

Easier said than done considering that she's the stubborn little New Yorker that she is. I remember when I used to call her that and she'd act annoyed but she was really smiling and laughing on the inside.

But hey, it's worth a shot right? And I know that if I were to take her phone away tomorrow because I know that she's always on it in school from the stories she's shared with me. If I were to take it, she'd have to pick it up at the end of the day in my class room. And by the end of the day, Hannah would be here, all ready to study.

Now of course, we will be studying and I won't fall for her ways. Even though she is a little hot. But that's Luke Hemmings, the 21 year old talking. Not Mr. Hemmings, the teacher talking.

Wow, never realized how creepy that sounded.

"I'll tutor you after school. Every Monday, Wednesday and Thursday. If you can't make it tell me in advance please,"

"Yes. Thank you so much Mr. Hemmings. It means so much! Thank you," she says again while walking out the door.

"Oh and Ms. Sherk," I stop her while she's about to open the door, "Surely, we are only going to study math and math only. Am I correct?"

I see a blush creep onto her face and she says, "Yes. You're correct."

"That's what I thought," I say with a smile of victory.

After I say that, I see her and her blushed face leave to try and find its way in the crowded sea of people, that all just look like a bunch of bulls chasing after each other with the loud noises they make, in the hallway.

It's crazy to think of how much I matured in the matter of three years.

A/N: Sorry if it's short but I wanted a chapter for you guys since you all got me to 1000+!! Also I deleted my story, Good Girls and put up a different Luke one. I know that I already have this one that is a Luke Hemmings one but Luke stories seem to come easier to me than the rest of 5sos do. Just like Louis comes easier to me than the rest of the 1D boys do. But anyway, go look at the story called, English Love Affair, on my profile!! And comment if you would like me to write a chapter for it!! Also go look at the last chapter that isn't really a chapter but an A/N. It would mean a lot! Thank you!!!

Until next time,

Erica xoxoxo