Teacher

Week 2

It's the Sunday and I'm planning my lessons for next week, I can't stop thinking about Mr.Styles, how his curls flow freely around his face, those beautiful eyes that are like pools of emeralds, and his angelic voice that I could listen to all day. While I'm thinking about him I didn't realise that my pen has been falling to the side causing a line of ink down the page.
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1 Hour Later
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"Alright I think that's enough for today *yawn*" I mumble to myself. I walk upstairs to my bedroom and get into my pyjamas, get under the duvet and drift of into a land of dreams.

"Oh Mr.Styles" I moaned as he left a soft trail of kisses down my neck. He got to the strap of my dress and unzipped it, I let him pull it down my body and for him to only leave me ing underwear. "Wow" he murmured, which made me blush. He reached up to unclasp my bra *BEEP BEEP BEEP*

*BEEP BEEP BEEP*
"Ugh" I groaned as I hit my alarm clock and sat up. I rubbed my eyes and walked to my bathe room to have a shower. Once I was done I walked towards my closet and grabbed a short dark blue dress, with some matching shoes. I walk towards my car and get in.

I'm now at the school walking towards my class to set things up when I hear a knock at my door "come in" I say, I look up from my desk and see it's one of my year 9 students Tommy. " Hi Tommy, can I help you with anything?" I ask politely.

"Umm I was wondering if you did like tutoring, because I umm wanted a bit of extra help with the work" he stammers while shifting on his feet.

"Of course, how does today after school sound?"

"That's great thank you, Miss" he walked happily out the door. 5 minutes later the bell rang and I prepared for the stampede of my year 7 students to arrive.

"Hello class, pleas come in and take your seats" I addressed. "Ok then so today were going to be reading 'The Boy In The Striped Pyjamas' Grace could you had everyone out a book please" I asked.

"Okay, Miss" while Grace was handing out the books there was a knock on the door. I stood up to open the door and saw Mr.Styles with one of his students next to him.

"Hi, do you mind if I put Sofia in here for the remainder of the lesson she's been disrupting my class." his beautiful voice said to me. "Umm hello." He waved a hand in front of my face. Oh gosh I didn't notice I was staring and him, I quickly looked away.

"Urr yeah, Sofia can you go and sit in that spare chair over there" I blushed as Mr.Styles walked away. I mentally cursed at myself for staring at him for so long as walked back into my class I saw Sofia talking with Rebecca. "Sofia and Rebecca can you two stop talking, please?" and with that they stopped.

The day went by pretty fast and as I was walking out of my class I suddenly remembered that I had to tutor Tommy.

He came in and I asked him to sit down "okay Tommy so I'm assuming you need help with poetry" he nodded. "Alright so I have a poem here an-" The door just suddenly flew open to reveal Mr.Styles at the door.

"Could I talk to you for a minute, please" he asked kind of nervously.

"Sure just give me one second" I replied. I walked over to my desk and grabbed a highlighter out and gave it to Tommy. "Okay, if you could just highlight the poetic devices and then label them, please." I walked over to Mr.Styles who was staring intently at me. "What is it you need to talk about Mr.Styles"

"Could we talk outside?" I nodded and closed the door behind us. "I was wondering if you wanted to go out to dinner with me Friday night?" He asked scratching the back of his neck.

I blushed and answered "Yes, what time and where should I meet you"

"Well if you give me your number I'll call you and we can discuss the details. Is that okay."

"Yes that perfect Mr.Styles" he gave me his phone and I put my phone number in then gave it back to him.

"Thank you, and please call me Harry."

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