1D/5SOS Imagines

Pshyco (Niall Horan)

You were stuck in your same old boring chemistry class. Your teacher rambling on about something on the periodic table in chapter 12.

That was all you heard before you had zoned out. All the girls in the class had googly eyes for Mr. Eric, but you had absolutely no interest in him at all. He was tall, blonde, green eyes, and very masculine, but not your type.

He was always calling you out, failing you, and he always kept an eye on you during class. It got to the point where you were failing his class so he called your parents.

There was one guy though. You knew he was exactly your type. It was kid in your Chem class actually, Niall Horan. You had liked him since the beginning of highschool. Long gorgeous legs, fantastic arms, blue eyes and brown hair at the roots and had the top of his hair blonde.

He was perfect. Anyways, Your mom had told you to stay after school with Mr.Eric this afternoon because he told her he offered tutoring. So you were pretty bummed out that you couldn't go home after your worse class.

You got to stay longer. Today, Mr.Eric seemed really strange though. Different. You had no idea what was going on with him.

The whole time during class you would catch him looking at you and he would wink then smile quickly turning away in hopes that no one had seen him. He would also lick his lips like he was trying to seduce me, but instead it just freaked me out.

He had this look in his eyes when I asked him a question. Almost hunger and lust mixed together. It sent chills down my spine but not the good kind. Why does he keep looking at me like that? You kept asking yourself.

Niall's p.o.v

The way he looked at her. The lust & hunger for her pure innocence. It was absolutely disgusting. It wasn't the way I admired her, yeah maybe someday I'll be able to take away her innocence, but there was more too it. She was my type exactly. She was a girl I would want to grow old with.

She was perfect. I was fascinated by her, ever since I saw her walk through that door on the first day of my ninth grade year. I wanted her to look at me the way I looked at her.

She probably looks at Mr. Eric the way all the other girls do though. He kept looking at her like he just wanted to devour her.

"Okay! Class is dismissed! Remember (y/n) we have our study session after class so this would be a bathroom break for you." he smirked at her, I saw this look on her face but I couldn't quite decipher it.

I saw everyone get up and leave and she went to the restroom. I walked out if the classroom but decided to hide and wait around for her after her study session I was actually going to try and talk to her today.

I hid behind a section where there were lockers and saw (y/n) walk back into room. I heard Mr. Eric mumble a few things before he shut the door and locked it.

I waited for a little bit and was sitting on my phone when I heard someone start banging on the classroom door. "Help! Somebody please! Help." it was (Y/N).

Your p.o.v

After you came back from the restroom you walked back into the class and Mr. Eric was grinning waiting at the door for you. "Are you ready to get started?" he said placing his hand on your lower back and walking you to a chair.

You nodded and sat down quickly wondering how long this was going to take. He walked back to the door shutting it and also locking it. That was weird you thought to yourself but didn't pay too much attention to it.

"So when did you start tutoring?" you asked smiling politely. "Oh, you thought this was an actual tutoring session?" he laughed but stopped once he realized you weren't laughing.