The young beautiful Maria trying to pass her last year in high school peacefully without anything to ruin her future. But her new maths teacher going to teach her more then maths.
"Only half a blue sky, kinda there but not quite, I'm walking around with just one shoe, I'm half heart without you..." Half Heart by One Direction. ________________________________ -Maria POV- I stayed there on his chest for who knows how long Just sobbing and trying to calm my breath a little. He just wrapped his arms around me and pull me closer to him.
"Shh hush it's okay... you're safe..." he kept whispering in my ear with his deep soft voice and I kinda felt safe for the first time.
And then it's hit me like a track. I'm crying on my teacher chest! I pull away really fast that caused him to look at me with wide eyes
"I...I..I have..to g..go" I pull my bag and wiped my tears and was about to head to the door but he holds my arm.
"Maria wait-" "No Mr. Styles let me go" I rise up my voice a little "But your detention still not finish yet" he straight his voice after it was so soft and comfortable.
"I..I can't" I chocked the tears back I couldn't handle being in the same classroom as him.
"Yes you can" he said letting go of my arm and set back on the chair in front of my desk where I was setting.
I sigh out of frustrating and set my bag back down on the floor next to my desk. I saw Mr.Styles from the corner of my eye he was smirking that he won "asshole" I whispered under my breath.
"What was that?" He asked "Nothing" I said a little faster. He said nothing which I was thankful for.
I set down on my chair right in front of him the only thing spread us is the desk. I pull my phone to ovoid looking at him.
"You didn't learn your lesson did you?" He asked
"What do you mean?"
"You still on your phone!" He straight up on his chair
"We not at school's hours anymore so, that's mean I can use my phone whenever I want" I rolls my eyes and keeps scrolling through my phone.
"Wrong!" He snapped " you still in my classroom and you have detention so, you not allowed to use your phone Miss Malik!" He came closer
I didn't want to argue with this Psychopath so, I just closed my phone and put it a side on my desk and pull a notebook from my bag and pencil and kept drawing on the butterfly I spent the last two hours drawing it
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Mr. Styles was looking at every move I make he was looking at my drawing with shock in his eyes he came closer and closer until I can feel his breath. I looked up to meet his beautiful green eyes.
"This draw.. from what do you get the idea of drawing it?" He asked with soft voice because he was close to me
"I..I just.. draw it... I don't know what comes to my mind while doing it" I answered him looking deep in his eyes
