I do not own the Star Trek story. I only own my original characters such as Elena Watson.
AU where Khan is currently undercover as a psychology teacher in Brazil.
M for smut on the next chapters.
Kinda non-canon, you will see why.
Fluffy and romantic
A/N: This is my first fanfic! And English is not my first language so this story won't be as great as I sure wanted but I have written Chapter 1 and 2 one year ago and my friends always tell to publish so I gathered my courage and I finally did it! I'm going to try to write every day, so this fic will probably be very well updated.
Please review and tell what you think! I really want to get better on this because I think this world is awesome. I'm always reading other's peoples fanfics with admiration. SO PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW.
6 AM and the alarm go off. "Snap Out of It" by Arctic Monkeys plays loudly underneath my pillow. My heart beats fast from the shock and I run my hands below the pillow reaching for the cell phone with my shaking fingers. I turn it off and put the covers over me again, ignoring the fact that I have to get up. Eventually, an annoyed moan escapes my mouth and with one brusque movement I throw my covers off and get up with a jump. I know if I stay any longer in this warm, welcoming bed, I will eventually find a reason to stay home today. No Elena, no more of this! New house, new life, a new beginning. I keep this thought as if it is a mantra while I put my slippers on and move towards the bathroom walking through the boxes that are on my way. Ugh, there's still some unpacking to be done. I will do this today! And I add the last thought to my list of mantras.
I get ready for class in 15 minutes, doing only the necessary since I like to shower at night. I put on my blue skinny jeans, black ankle boots, a white blouse and a black leather jacket. Quickly, I apply some peach blush, black mascara and a lip balm.
Within 20 minutes of driving the bus, I face the doors of my University. I can't avoid feeling kinda nervous about today. I haven't seen my friends for a while and I have no idea of how this semester is going to be.
I love studying Psychology. I love trying to understand people, their fears, what moves them... I've had always loved to observe people. Since I was a little kid, I was that happy child that was quiet and shy but knew everything that was happening around her. But now I feel so down... Last semester was difficult. I met a guy and things went wrong. I fell in love and he broke my heart. Simple as that. Last month I moved from my previous flat because I felt that I needed to do some changing of airs in my life – literally. Now I'm trying as hard as I can to regain my strength and finally have happiness back. I'm tired of feeling sad. I'm tired of thinking so hard... I'm tired.
I sigh slowly and shake my head, hoping for a change of spirit, which makes me lose control over my balance. I feel like I'm about to fall on the pavement. It all happens too fast. All I know is the feeling of being grabbed on both my arms by large hands that stopped me from falling. Slowly I lift my face to meet the person who saved me and I face deep blue eyes studying me. I carefully gaze upon the man in front of me. He's tall, very tall. His hair is dark and his eyes are incredibly blue.
''Hello...'', he speaks. ''Are you alright?''. He gazes down at me still holding my arms. There's a smile playing on his lips. I blush.
''Yes I'm - I'm fine", I stutter blushing even more.
'' Are you quite sure?''. He holds a mocking expression. Is he laughing at me?
''Yes", I say firmly trying to let go of him.
He gives me an amused smile, loosens his firm grip and walks away.
What was that about? Did he just walk away like that?
I can't help but feel dizzy. It's not every day I meet such a man wandering around... saving my life. As I look out for him and he's already gone. I sigh as I check the time. I'm early. It's barely 7h15 and so I move towards the cafeteria hoping to have a quick breakfast before class.
''Elenaaaaaaa'', I hear a very familiar squeaky voice behind me. I turn around and face my tiny blond friend.
''Saraaahhh '' I copy her with real enthusiasm as we hug each other for a few moments.
'' I missed you, you cow, why haven't you returned my calls?''. She says faking and angry voice.
"I'm sorry, it's been kinda messy this break, lot of stuff to do … to think...''
I notice she is looking at me with those concern eyes.
"Oh, and I just moved out!" I change the subject trying to sound positive. She smiles but not at her usual full speed. "And you're invited to see my new place! Let's do a girls night!"
"Say no more! "She jumps excitedly '' I have an idea...'' And we begin chatting cheerfully like teenagers. Words like a Chocolate Waterfall, marshmallows, and Downton Abbey marathon are spoken very often.
At 7h30, we leave the cafeteria after our breakfast and move towards our building. The class is half full since the other half is having another lecture. After finally being able to convince Sarah to sit in the back with me – my usual place, out of everybody's sight -, I take my time to gather my stuff for the class while chatting with my friends other friends: Ana and Molly. This is not so bad. I can talk and smile, I don't need to fake it. Everything is going to be alright Elena. I know that.
That's when I see him. The Mocking Handsome Guy. He enters the class as if he owned the place, shuts the door with a bang and stands in front of everyone with an impassive look. The entire class is silent and I can't move a muscle. Wait, what is he doing here?
"Good morning class, my name is John Harrison, I'm your new professor and I'll teach you this semester in the subject of Psychopathology.''
My eyes widen with shock.
''Omg, this is the guy who saved me from falling today! ", I whisper to Sarah.
''Handsome alert'', she whispers back.
''Please gather your books and open on the chapter Evaluation of the patient'', Mr. Harrison says.
Everybody takes a few seconds to do as they are told - me more than everyone. I get my book and begin the search. The table of contents is quite confusing but as I'm beginning to understand it, I notice an unusual silence. I lift my face up and meet the deep cold blue mocking eyes, again.
''Do you need any help, Miss? ''. He's right in front of me slightly bowed forward.
I open my mouth and nothing gets out. He cocks his head, lifts an eyebrow and gives me a mocking smile.
'' Page 394'', he says in a slow and emphatic way. He probably thinks I'm retarded.
I continue to search with my shaking hands, ignoring the warmth on my face. After what feels like an eternity, I finally find the damn page. Looking up, I notice he's staring at me with intensity.
''There you go!'', he speaks as if he's talking to a child and I roll my eyes at him. Honestly!
He ignores me, turns around and walks towards the front of the class.
''You see class, '' He speaks to everyone and something tells me that he's not done with me yet. I look around and notice that everybody in the class is staring at me but Sarah sends me a nervous smile. 'In the course of this subject, you will be able to deduce your patients and read them by their manners. You're all on your 4th semester here… that must mean something...'' his voice is full of arrogance. ''Who here is able to analyse the behaviour of your colleague, Miss 'I'm on my way there' "and he points at me.
You've got to be fucking kidding with me.
Silence.
''No one? ''. He stops and scans the room. No answer. A deep sign escapes his mouth. '' Pity… Well, I guess I might have to do it myself then.''
''Your dear colleague has obviously ended a relationship recently - you can see that by her melancholic look and her anxious manners. Notice she chose a hidden place – the back of the class. She wants to hide not because she doesn't want attention but because she thinks, she isn't worthy of it. Well, she might just be shy but I feel like there's something else... She obviously takes care of herself – notice that but her choice of clothes and amount of make-up ... But it's not enough, is it? You see, she doesn't want to be enough; she's ok with being plain and ordinary... Might I add that she's is doing that job very well herself. '' And he smiles.
I've never been this offended ever in my life. Why is he doing this? What have I done to him to be treated that way? I just met him! I repress the urge to get up and slap him in the face; I take a deep cleansing breath and close my eyes for a moment. I can feel everybody's gaze on me. I can feel that he's waiting for a reply. Bastard.
As I open my eyes with fake calmness, I give him a smile.
'' You're quite right, sir ''. He smiles back with those mockery blue eyes. '' But other than you I do not need to humiliate a student so I can feel better about myself''.
His grim fades away and I hear a few ''ouch! '' here and there.
I continue to smile as he stares at me with a dark intensity. The class gets silent again and we stare at each other for a minute. I try hard not to drop the gaze and tears begin to pour out of my eyes.
'' Aren't you supposed to lecture a class, Mr. Harrison? '', I add breaking the silence. '' After all, that's what I'm paying you for. '' His expression is full of anger for a second and but he smiles right after - a smile that finally reaches his eyes. He bows his head to me and he begins his lecture. Honestly, what the fuck was that?
90 minutes end up passing faster than I would've imagined. I could've just gone away or hide behind my hair – a secret weapon that I use more than often - but I felt like I have nothing to be ashamed of. He's the asshole here.
I take the opportunity to take a closer look on him. He has a very strong face. His cheekbones are high on his face and his lips are pouty and red. His dark hair is gently curled and combed back. He wears black jeans tight on his legs and his white t-shirt is long sleeved and fits his body perfectly. Oh… I can see by his body movements of how muscular he is. He's incredibly hot, I give him that…
He turns around to write something on the blackboard and I check out his arse. An involuntary low noise leaves my already parted lips. Wow… Just… He turns back and catches my gaze waking me up from my delirium and lifts an eyebrow at me. I blush noticing that I've been caught. I try to control my expression by looking at him naively but he smiles at me, and his eyes hold a message that I can't quite translate.
The alarm goes off and he leaves the class abruptly and I sigh in relief. This was… wow, did all of that happen?
The rest of the morning goes well. I try to keep Mr. Harrison out of my mind but it really gets hard when everyone is talking about him. The girls in the front are speaking of him in a very enthusiastic way and they are giggling in a very annoying way as well.
Finally the class ends and me, Ana, Molly and Sarah choose to go to lunch on our favorite spot: The Sushi Bar.
'' Expensive as always'' Molly speaks annoyed while checking out the menu.
'' I don't know about you guys but I still rely on my parents for money and they are getting less excited about this each year'' Sarah adds, nervously.
''Hear hear'' Anna sighs.
'' I must get a job ASAP...'' I drop my head between my hands.
'' They are looking for some interns in the company I work... I could recommend you.'' Molly says making me raise my head quickly.
'' Could you really? '' I smile broadly and she nods.
'' But it might take a while, they are only opening vacancies next month. ''
'' No problem, I can wait.''. I breathe relieved. This is going to be good for me I guess. A work right now could be good. Something to spend my time... Something to get my mind on... It will be good right, right?
As our food arrives, I notice a dark haired man entering the bar. Oh no. Mr. Harrison walks graciously inside while scanning the room. He catches my gaze and his face softens immediately. Not taking his eyes from me he sits on a table right in front of me. What is he even doing in here? I look nervously at my friends and I see nobody noticed his entrance.
He orders his meat fast without looking at the menu and checks his phone or whatever digital device he keeps toying with under the table. It looks very high-tech and I can't identify the brand.
I avoid gazing at him but I catch myself looking involuntary at his table from time to time... And every time I do, our eyes meet.
When his order arrives, he eats fast and calls the waiter. Speaking briefly with him he gives the guy a paper – a check maybe? He sends me a dark look and I just stare back nervously feeling the heat in my cheeks.
He gets up and leaves the bar without looking back. I can't help feeling kinda disappointed. Why did he eat so fast? Why was he looking at me like that? … So many questions!
With some difficulties, I continue to eat and once again I catch myself trying to keep him out of my mind. When everybody is finished we ask for our bill to the waiter.
'' Somebody already paid for the check guys'' he says.
'' What? Who? ''. Sarah asks scanning the room.
'' Some guy with black hair wearing a white shirt on table 15. He also sent the lady wearing the black jacket this note'' and he points at me and passes the note. I open and I read in my mind.
"Seems like I've found a way to pay your money back.
Sincerely,
J.H''
My mouth falls open. I read it fast almost sensing his smirk over the words.
'' What is it written?'' Sarah demands with too much curiosity.
'' Oh, nothing''. I give a fake smile. No, Molly and Ana can't know about this. They are not so close to me and whenever I have a crush they make my life a living hell. Wait did I just say crush?
'' What do you mean nothing, I see it from here, there's something written on it!'' She insists, even more, demanding.
I send her a warning look and her eyes widen and I mutter '' Tell you later...''
'' It was just a pervert '', I say ripping the paper apart. '' You guys wouldn't want to read what he said. '' I try to sound convincing. They look at me in suspicion but finally they engage in a conversation about of how perverts are assholes and about all the mental problems they have. Oh, I love my supportive silly friends.
The rest of the week goes well. What can I say? All my worries about this new semester were absolutely annihilated by some new, amazing subjects. Neurology, Social Psychology, Behaviourism... I feel really comfortable in my course and very hopeful of my future career – I haven't felt like this for a long time.
Mr. Sexy Harrison is nowhere to be seen. Turns out I only have him once a week, every Monday. Eventually, I catch myself searching for him in the crowd of my uni's campus – even though I'm not so happy about it.
He's just a professor, probably one of those who likes to annoy students. That day it was me, tomorrow might be someone else. What makes me uncomfortable is what he said about me – that I liked being ordinary. Or that I felt that being plain it's what I think I deserve. I can't bring myself to even begin to understand the meaning of those words because it makes me feel too much pain. I have always wanted more for my life, but no matter I what I did, I always held myself... Always thought I was never going to make it there... So I gave up. I tried less and less every day. But I never managed to stop dreaming. I always caught myself imagining a new life for me. The life that I truly wanted. How is it even possible that he knows this about me, something so secretive, so personal. Not even my family knows it, not even my best friend. Who is this man? Who is he?
One day after class, Sarah asked me:
'' So what was that paper about? ''
'' What paper? ''. I put on my innocent face.
'' I can tell when you're fibbing.''
'' Alright, alright. Mr. Harrison. ''
'' What about him? ''.
'' The note was from him''.
''What did he say?''
'' He kinda apologized for that scene in class.''
''Omg… And how do we feel about this?''
'' I hardly know… But Sarah, he kept sending me those dark looks as if he was trying to read me… I don't even know … '' I look down at my hands.
'' You have a crush on him ''. She states in a matter-of-fact voice.
'' What? Me? No!'' I hide in my hair.
'' Yes you have! Oh, my god… you're blushing! Elena Watson, you're having a crush on Mr. Harrison!''
''Hush Sarah, I don't want the whole school to know about it!''
'' Okay….'' She laughs and adds with a whisper'' Oh my god. I won't lie to you. I felt this huge sexual tension when you were arguing''.
'' Sarah! ''. I raise my tone laughing.
A/N: So... This is how Elena and Khan first met. Elena is crazy curious about this new teacher. She will do everything to know more about him. But will she like what she will see?
I would like to thank my friend Sarah for helping me with the review! You are cute, witty, funny and nice and ily. .
I would also like to thank my friend Rodrigo that also read the story and begged me to write more and publish here. Thank you for being interested with my Khan obsession haha, I'm sorry about that by the way
You are all amazing to me and I love you.
