me = harry styles. [student.]
you = louis tomlinson. [teacher.]
one. don't abandon.
two. can go up to rated r. i don't care.
three. be descriptive and yeahh.
four. be a fan of the larry stylinson ship!
Harry sighed as he slumped down in his chair, a blush covered his cheeks and his school uniform was still, well ruffled from the events that had happened that afternoon. It was the second week back at school and Harry was already caught doing something wrong. This time he was caught in the boy’s bathroom, making out and fondling with his friends with benefits partner, Zayn. They had also been caught by Harry’s drama teacher, Mr. Louis Tomlinson. Louis had already spoken to Zayn and now had to talk with Harry. Harry fiddled with the hem of his white school shirt watching his young and attractive drama teacher. Harry noticed his teacher’s sandy colored hair and light blue eyes and his dress sense was far from the ordinary. It was quite quirky and odd for a drama teacher. Harry sighed and fidgeted in his chair and waited to hear for his ‘punishment’ from Mr. Tomlinson.
Harry didn't really worry, he would worm his way out of his punishment for some reason. He was the school's resident bad boy and the school's who.re, to be honest. There wasn't a teacher he had a good shag with to get out of detention or to get a higher grade on a test. Who.re.