The Teacher (A Harry Styles Fanfic)

Ch.14

(5 MONTHS LATER)

I was pulled out of my daydream when I heard the bell ring, officially ending the week of school.

I quickly got up from my seat, made eye contact with Harry, and ran out of school. I rushed home, in a hurry to get ready for the night.

I set my book bag down on my bed and took out the note that Harry handed me in class that day.

"Happy 6 month anniversary, babe! After school, go home, don't meet me at my house. Earlier this week, I gave your mom something for you to wear tonight. Ask her for it. I'll pick you up at 6:30. xx"

I left my room once again, curious to see what he got me. The second I saw my mom, she handed me a bag, I didn't even have to ask.

I was about to turn and go back to my room, but my mom spoke.

"Pack your weekend bag, sweetie. Harry requested that you stay with him this weekend.", she said with a small smile on her face.

I know what you are thinking, "Her mom is allowing her to stay alone with a man that is five years older than her?". Trust me, a few months ago, I never would have thought things would be like this either. A lot can happen in five months, let me tell you that. Harry is really close with my family now, he comes over for dinner at least twice a week, he talks to my parents on the phone, he even came with us on spring vacation to Italy. He is part of the family. I smiled to myself as I opened my bedroom door, so thrilled at how my life was going.

I quickly ripped open the bag, curious to see what was inside. My mouth formed an 'O' shape when I held the beautiful piece of clothing an arm's length away, taking it all in.

It was a gorgeous strapless dress, it's champagne fabric went all the way down to the floor. The sweetheart neckline was covered in neutral-toned stones, the sparkles glinting off one another. I undressed as fast as I could, wanting nothing more than to try on the beautiful gown. I was so pleased when it zipped right up, fitting like a glove.

I looked at my watch. It was already four o'clock. I had just enough time.

I took a quick shower, curled my hair, and french braided a few of my blonde bangs. I did a little light makeup, and put on a pair of earrings and a cuff bracelet. Before I put on my dress, I went over to my drawers and pulled out some clothes for the weekend. I stopped at my lingerie drawers, taking out my favorite set of baby pink lace undergarments. I checked the time again, and realized I only had a half an hour before Harry would be there to pick me up.

I put on the gorgeous dress once again, matching it with my favorite pair of nude heels. I gave myself a little squirt of perfume before peering into my floor-length mirror. I couldn't believe my eyes.

For the first time in my life, I felt beautiful.