The Drama Teacher (A Louis Tomlinson Fan Fiction)

Chapter Two

Hey guys! I wrote this up in like a half hour, which is quick for me! Sorry if it stinks! Please let me know what you think and if you have any suggestions for this story!!!

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The past two weeks of school were fun, especially drama class. Mr. Tomlinson was an amazing teacher. I was almost positive that I'd dislike him since Mr. Smith was my all time favorite teacher, but Mr. Tomlinson knocked him out of the ball park for sure. He was hot, funny as hell, and was as passionate about drama as I was. During the whole class I'd block everything else out and just focus on what Louis was saying-and if he wasn't saying anything I'd just stare at him. I guess you can say I have a huge crush on my teacher, but who wouldn't if your teacher was Mr. Tomlinson?

Class was dismissed and instead of walking out, I walked to Mr. Tomlinson's desk.

"Um, excuse me, can I ask you something?" I asked when I reached his desk.

"Yes?" Mr. Tomlinson said, looking up. I tried to hide my smile has his gorgeous blue eyes met mine, but failing as a grin broke out on my face.

"I was just wondering if you knew of any plays or something like that, that have auditions coming up soon? I really want to start getting out there and I'm done with plays at schools," I laughed. I smiled more when he laughed along with me.

"Actually, I'm going to audition for a play at this theater around here. Maybe you'll be interested. I'll get the information and give them to you if you'll like," Mr. Tomlinson said.

"Yes! That'll be great!" I said excitedly.

"I'll give it to you tomorrow after class," he said with a grin matching mine.

"Thank you so much," I said.

"My pleasure, I'll see you tomorrow," he said with a wink. I waved and turned around, my stomach in a knot. Did he really just wink at me? I walked out of the classroom and headed to the building of my dorm and caught up with Kat.

"Hey," she said when she said me.

"Hey. Guess what just happened," I told her.

"What?"

"Mr. Tomlinson is going to get me information on a play that's going to have auditions. And the best part is that he's going to audition too!"

"Nicole, don't get too excited over this. He's just doing you a favor," she said, rolling her eyes.

"Shut up and let me dream," I said frowning slightly, "I swear, you're like the only girl that doesn't have a thing for Mr. Tomlinson."

"I'm sorry, I just don't think he's all that cute. He's funny, yeah, but he can be a bit of a sassy bitch."

I couldn't help but laugh at her statement. "I know but, call me crazy, I find it hot."

"Whatever," she said. She looked up to me and smirked, "Rose, what ever happened to Harry?"

I couldn't help but laugh, "Harry was a little fling, nothing more," I told her.

"Didn't seem like a little fling," she sing-songed.

"Oh, hush it," I said. But she was right. It was more than a little fling. I truly did have feelings for Harry especially with his emerald green eyes that you can get lost in, his messy curly hair that you can run your fingers through all day long, and the way he plays all of his attention to you while you talk. But was impossible to continue what we had when I started school and he continued his life.

We went into our dorm and I fell onto my bed, instantly tired. I groaned as I picked up my homework and completed it. After dinner in the dorm with Kat, I went to sleep, already thinking of the possibilities of the play and what Harry could be doing…

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"Here you go," Mr. Tomlinson said, handing me the flyer for the auditions. "Sorry its such short notice, but the audition is this weekend."

"Oh, its fine. Whats Briar Rose?" I asked, looking at the flyer. He can over the stand next to me, looking at the flyer. My breath hitched in my throat, feeling his breath on my neck and him standing so close to me.

"Its like Sleeping Beauty. And its a musical, can you sing?" he asked.

"I've been told I can. I've had vocal lessons for a few years and I've been in a good number of musicals as a lead," I told him.

"Ah, you're a bragger. Hot," Mr. Tomlinson said, laughing. I hope he couldn't see my blush as I looked down, but I guess that was too much to ask for. "Aw are you blushing?" he teased, poking my cheek.

"Shush," I said, grabbing his hand and pulling it away from my face. I turned towards him and let out a little laugh. I haven't realized how close our faces were.

"Um, I was thinking, maybe we'll just take a ride there together," Mrs. Tomlinson said, next moving away from me.

"Uh, yeah, thats a good idea," I murmured. We stood there for a few moments staring into each others eyes. I studied his eyes, getting lose in them. The way I got lost in Harry's. I felt a slight pain in my chest thinking of Harry. "I should go."

"Okay," he said, neither of us breaking apart. After another moment of us staring at each other, I got enough strength to pull away from him. I haven't realized until then that our hands were still attached. He must've noticed it too because he were both looking down at our hands. We pulled away at the same time and I looking at him saying bye, seeing a little blush in his cheeks. I turned and left, trying to make sense of what just happened.