❤Austin Mahone Imagines❤

He is your teacher

Mr. Mahone was only 21. He is my teacher. My math teacher. He is so cute. I'm 18. How did he become a teacher in 3 years? Idk. But I can't help but to stare at him.

I mean who wouldn't.

"(Y/N)!! PAY ATTENTION." He said slamming his ruler across the desk. My desk to be exact. He is adorable.

"Sorry Mr. Mahone." I said.

Austins P.O.V

I know it's wrong to date a student. But (y/n) is cute. I caught her staring at me.

"Turn in your textbook to page 74 and answer numbers 1-15."

She pulls out her red notebook and her textbook. I am sitting at my desk. I need to stop before someone catches me.

"Mr. Mahone. What page did you say it was on?" A student asked.

"74."

"Thanks"

Great. (Y/n) caught me looking at her.

The bell rings and the students turn in there work.

"(Y/N) can you stay back for a little I need to talk to you"

"Sure Mr. Mahone." She said. She steps out of the way and stands beside me. I grab her hand and rub it. She blushes. Everyone leaves so it's just me and her.

She goes and sits on my desk.

"Who said you could sit there?" I said jokingly.

"I did. So what did you need."

"I know students and teachers shouldn't have a relationship."

"Yeah go on." She said.

"But I like you." I said.

"I like you to." She said. I leaned in and so did she. Our lips touched and they moved in perfect sync.