One Shots ~ Harry Styles [ON HOLD]

Math Teacher

The one where Harry, Mr. Styles, is your math teacher and you might have a crush on him and he knows it.

"Miss Jensen, are you paying attention?" My teacher snaps me out of my thoughts. "Yes, Mr. Styles." I say back. "Alright, since you are paying attention, can you solve this equation?" He says. I look at the board and quitely curse at my self for actually not paying any attention. "I can try." I walk to the front and take the marker. I take a double look at the equation and solve it correctly. 

"Nice one Miss Jensen. Next time don't day dream in my lesson." He calls me out. I feel redness rising to my cheeks. I walk back to my table. I feel eyes stare at my back, but I don't want to turn around. When I finally sat at my table I tried to keep my attention to the information Mr Styles is giving me but it's impossible for me. I don't know if I told you about Mr. Styles, but fuck, he looks amazing.

I think he is one of those guys that knows they look freaking amazing. And then they mess around, like they dress way to nice so they mess with our heads. Anywas, our teacher always looks fabulous. And even worse, my teacher, Mr Styles is always wearing a suit. He has muscles and they are visible, let me tell you that. He has this dreamy, curly hair and it is better then my freaking hair. He has freaking dimples when he smiles and above all he has green eyes. He's been blessed to not have the colour of shit in his eyes. 

Once again, I don't pay attention. "Miss Jensen. I just told you not to day dream in my lessons. I want you to wait after this lesson." He says. I'm fucked right now. First of all, I have plans after this lesson. And now I'm going to be late. Second of all, being alone in this room with him is maybe not a good idea. Third of all, I'm scared to for what is going to come. 

"Miss Jensen, I asked you to stay after this lesson, so where are you going?" He askes. I thought if I could discreetly move with the rest of the students he wouldn't notice it. I really want to enjoy my break. "I'm so sorry Mr. Styles." I apologized. I really need to calm my nerves down. "So tell me, why did you daydream in my lesson?" He askes. And of course I got really red. "I'm not really sure." I reply, ofcourse lying through my teeth. "I think I know why Mia." He says and I feel like I can fall trough the ground.

"I do see you staring at me Mia, I see you peactically drool at me." He says while walking towards me. "I can't blame you, I do the same thing when you walk in the room." He rasps in my ear. I feel a tingly feeling bubble inside me. "That's  not true, I don't stare and drool over you." I try to say back. He turns me around so I'm facing him and he smirks. The smirk I see everyday. The smirk that is way too dangerous for me.

"Don't lie to me Mia, I do see it. I don't mind having such a gorgeous girl looking at me." He says putting his finger under my chin so I look directly in his eyes. I gulp and look everywhere but his eyes. "Don't look away Mia." He says. I look back in his eyes and he stares in mine. "I'm your teacher, this shouldn't happen. I could lose my job." He says. I look at him with a frown and pull away from this weird hold. He grabs me again and pulls me to his chest. "But, you're worth the risk Mia. I am so captivated by you." He wishpers. 

I look back it him. Our lips almost touching. "We can't. Like you said you're my teacher. This is illegal." I whisper back at him. "Mia, please. Let me take the risk. I really want to get know you as a friend, not a student." He says. I back out, struggeling to get out of his hold. "Please let me go Mr. Styles. I need to go to my next class." I say. He shakes his head and holds me even closer if that is even possible. 

"Please Mia, don't call me Mr. Styles. I actually hate it when people call me that. Call me Harry please." He begs me. I look at him confused. "I don't want to let you go. I really like having you in my hold." When he says that a comfortable feeling hits me. I hug him back by putting my arms on his back. He is way taller than me so his head leans on my head. This is so comfortable that I don't want to let go. My head is on his chest and I feel his heartbeat beat so fast. When the bell rings we pull apart. "Please come to me after your last period." He whispers in my ear while he tucks a strand of loose hair behind my ear. I blush and nod. When the students walk in I walk out with Harry saying some stuff to me, I think.