The lecture hall had already begun filling up with the bodies of my classmates, even they had the same bleak and tired expressions Hayley and I had plastered on their faces. It wasn't a surprise though, the entire campus turned up to the pathetic party in town, in hopes of liberation and freedom from the world we are forced to live in. But what they all failed to realise was one night of drunken freedom would bite them in the ass. Idiots, like myself.
I take my usual seat at the end of the row towards the front of the hall, before pulling out my ensemble of pens and textbooks, placing them neatly on the desk in front of me. It didn't seem so bad, sitting here in a room of around fifty students, listening to the back draft of gossip from last night, whilst texting Hayley. She herself was sitting in a lesson probably hunched over the desk regretting even setting foot on the campus after the swimming pool worth of alcohol we had both consumed.
"Ally hey" i hear a voice call me, without even bothering to look i know who it is.
"Um hey Ella" i reply forcing my lips up into a smile as she takes her seat next to me.
"Where you at the party last night?" she asks, starting to rummaging around in her bag just as Mr Jessop entered the room. Shit why was he here?
"Yeah i mean who wasn't at the party, i think you where the only one who didn't go" I shrug. Looking over at Mr Jessop who's now talking on the phone, he's the head of the literature department at the university, usually shacked up in his big fancy office kissing up to the board of directors. This is why him being here surprised me, more than anything else.
"Really the only person?" she ponders tapping on the desk,
"Pretty much" i respond, fondling around with one of my pens trying to work out what was going on, Mr O'Conner's was never late, class started on the dot almost every time and he practically lived in this room as if it where his second home. Not that any of us would blame him though, having met his wife at the last open day i would lock myself in a classroom too.
"What do you thinks going on?" Ella asked now diverting her attention to silver haired man attentively talking on the phone, something serious was happening and it unsettled me.
"I don't know, hopefully it doesn't fuck up our exams" i sigh watching as the door opened again, this time Mr Irwin entered the room. Oh shit. His eyes rake across the rows of students, a slight smirk washing upon those plump lips of his as he saw me. Great.
Diverting my gaze to the unopened text book, i immediately feel my cheeks burning in embarrassment. This wasn't happening, it couldn't be. "You ok?" Ella asks concerned as she places a friendly hand on my back. I jerk at the sudden contact swallowing the lump in my throat
"Yeah just tired" i retort, my gaze on Mr Irwin who is now talking to Mr Jessop
"He's hot isn't he" She giggle watching me as i unwillingly stare at the men before me, attempting to gather my thoughts
"Who?"
"Mr Irwin, he's gorgeous way too hot to be a teacher in my opinion" she shrugs dismissively, watching him just as contently as i was
"Yeah but, he's too hot to just be a teacher right. He clearly has something to hide" My tone lowering as the class seams to quieting, Ella humming in agreement.
"Sorry about this" i hear Mr Jessop mumble silently to Mr Irwin who simply just nods. "Once the hospital contacts us with news of his surgery, we will discuss your position" Surgery what? Everyone's attention was on Mr Jessop, he adjusted his black framed glasses before clearing his throat, silencing the room. Mr Irwin's eyes were on me and i began to fidget uncomfortably in my seat, trying so hard with everything i had not to look at him, but that was impossible. "So students. I must apologies for Mr O'Conner's absence today but I'm afraid i have some dreadful news" he paused for a moment, probably in fear of breaking down. "Mr O'Conner's has been in a terrible car accident this morning on the way to work; he's in surgery and will remain in hospital for as long as he needs. However in these circumstances Mr Irwin here will be looking after the class until Mr O'Conner's is fighting fit again" there was a moment of indulgent silence, not a sound, not a single word, just silence. Mr Jessop gave a glance around the room, swallowing the presumable lump in his throat before pacing out of the door, not looking anywhere but the floor, leaving us with that indigestible image of sorrow.
Mr Irwin let out a sigh, gazing around the room once again, setting his delectable eyes on me. I felt that feeling in the pit of my stomach again, an uncontrollable force that swarmed excitement and anticipation. Subconsciously i bite my lower lip, pursing the possible groan of frustration; i couldn't show the emotions that festered inside of me. This man just intoxicated me, i knew feeling like this was wrong but i just couldn't help myself.
"Right class" he began, snapping out of whatever trance he was in, his long slender fingers tapping impatiently on the desk as he looked down at the note book he had laid out in front of him."I wasn't quite prepared for this" he mutters under his breath half smiling at his own stupidity
I didn't know what came over me, an overwhelming urge commended me to speak up and help him, save him from this embarrassing pit he had inevitably dug himself "We were doing final exam revision-sir" already i catch myself blushing
"Thank you" he smiles. Those eyes of his lingering in mine once again.
The duration of the lecture i couldn't sit still, even though he had just left us to do our own personal revision i still found myself unable to concentrate. All the words written in front of me meant nothing, the burning sensation in the pit of my stomach over came every emotion, every feeling, until i felt sick to the core with nothing but...Lust.
"That's it for today class - oh don't forget to hand me your assignments when you leave please" he coughs clearing his throat. I felt myself lingering, waiting for everyone to leave, and packing my things up slowly, until Ella and I where the only ones left. Walking down the steps to his desk, Ella handed him her paper first, it was neat and tidy presented in a plastic wallet with everything pristine and in order. I knew she felt uncomfortable around him by the speed at which she left the classroom, not looking back, leaving it just the two of us.
"Here you are sir" instantly i feel my heart in my mouth, watching as he takes the papers from me, studying the name printed on the left hand corner
"Thank you Miss Harper" he smiles as i release the papers from my grasp, making rout for my escape, already my heart pounding with excitement at how he said my name. "Wait" he calls out gripping my hand, and i felt my inner self erupt with tingles, his cool fingers tenderly grabbing my wrist to stop me from fleeing
"Sir?" Immediately i turn to face him, his stature tall over mine as he looked down at me
"I would like to apologise for how rude i was earlier, it won't happen again" his plump lips echoing that of a smirk, and all i wanted to do was kiss them.
"I-its fine. I should have watched where i was going I'm sorry" i shrug, his soft grip still on my wrist,
"You have no reason to be sorry" he mumbles, our eyes meeting again, one of those moments you see in the movies where the two characters kiss...Oh fuck.
"Sir i- kinda have to go"
"Sorry" he breathes quickly retracting his gaze from me. Already I'm heading for the door embarrassed and unable to form a word.
I closed the door softly behind me, my heart racing in attempts to break free from my chest. He made every cell in my body scream out in desire, everything about him rippled through me until i felt numb. How was I going to survive tomorrow, knowing he would be there, driving me insane.
"You took your sweet time" Hayley giggles, she's leaning against the far wall with Cassie and Luke who all have smug grins on their faces
"I just had a few questions that i needed to ask" i state, force a smile as we begin walking down the corridor
"We all know Mr Irwin took your literacy class Ally" Cassie smirks, Luke draping his arm over her shoulder as we made it to the reception
"He probably had her bent over the desk, look how flustered she is" Hayley jokes prodding my side in attempts at winding me up
"Guys really?" i sigh, but in my mind all i wanted him to do was that, have me over his desk. Whatever was going on inside my head i didn't like, these sorts of emotions weren't natural right? Having a teacher that takes your breath away when they simply touch your hand, one whose eyes intoxicate your every thought. But tomorrow couldn't come sooner.
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Hey guys so it's my birthday...PARTY
But seriously i hope you liked this chapter, thank you so so much for all the support this book has gotten over the last week or so it's been amazing and the fact you're all reading and voting makes me super happy thank you
~Yasmin xx