In which Harry Styles is a criminal law professor at Harvard Law School, and Maude Sterling is his student.

In which a quiet girl trying to get through her last year of high school by avoiding all conflict in her school and sitting in the back. She didn't expect a new math teacher who also became her new volleyball coach which made her plans to have a chill last year into chaos. #1 in Fanfiction

"Do you understand me?" "Yes." "Yes what?" "Yes, Mr. Hemmings." • he thinks about her late at night in his apartment. she thinks about him while doodling hearts in her school planner. Luke Hemmings, a 22 year old college student is now a student teacher in 17, almost 18 year old Madeline Miller's high school history class. it could be happily ever after, or a whole lot of trouble. •

"she calls me mr.hemmings but you, babygirl, can call me daddy." OR in which a rebellious senior and her math teacher fall for each other.

In which a sassy girl sasses the sass out of her sassy music teacher who is conveniently the sassy Luke Hemmings.

Everyone loves random hookups right? What happens when that 'random hookup' ends up being your new teacher? ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO FROSTYNARRY 2015

When two people want each other, need each other, there's almost nothing that can hold them back. Not even the fact that he was her teacher and she was his student... Cover by - @styleslight

Mackenzie Miller was a regular teenager girl, this is until she met her hot new teacher, Mr.Styles. They immediately begin to have a relationship that is less than appropriate for a teacher and student. Will their feelings for each other be strong enough to overcome everything that comes between them? © 2014, alyloves1direction ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. This book contains material protected under International and Federal Copyright Laws and Treaties. Any unauthorized reprint or use of this material is prohibited. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system without express written permission from the author.

"Hello class. I'm going to be your Math teacher for the year." No. It couldn't be. "My name is Mr. Hemmings." And it is. "Now first let me take attendance and then I'll explain what we're going to be learning this year," he told and then started listing names. "Veronica Albert." "Kyle Berton." "Chris Byon." "Jessica Crum." "Elise Davis." After he said my name he looked up. I couldn't trust my voice to say here so I just stupidly made eye contact with him. Oh shit. That was the worst decision of my life. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. ©

I would never get tired of being bent over his desk.