As soon as the words left my mouth, Harry closed the space between us, his lips met mine in a slow, yet hungry kiss. One of his hands hugged me around the waist, forcing our chests to meet, his other hand was holding my cheek.
I placed my hands on his hips, pulling his shirts with clenched fists, trying to pull him closer even though we couldn't physically get closer. I didn't know what I would expect when I kissed him, hell, I never expected to kiss him, but it was amazing, I couldn't have imagined it any better.
Before I could comprehend what was happening, Harry was on the other side of the room, running his hands furiously through his hair.
"Fuck." He cursed, pacing up and down.
"No, you call me Mr Styles." He snapped.
"What the fu-"
"Angelina, I am your teacher, you call me Mr Styles!" He raised his voice.
"Are you serious right now? You told me to call you Harry; you were kissing me a minute ago. What the fuck is happening?" I yelled, getting angry myself.
"You told me to kiss you!" He slams his fist on his desk.
"Let's be honest here, if I didn't say it, you would have kissed me anyway." I laugh bitterly.
"That's not true." He growled.
"So you're telling me, you did something illegal because you were told to?" I scoffed. I almost laughed at his expression, trying to find a comeback.
"That's what I thought; now if you'll excuse me, I'd like to get the fuck out of here." I said, making my way towards the table and collecting all my books as quickly as possible. The faster I am, the further I get away from him.
As soon as I got home, I walked to my room and slammed my door. I walked over to my bed and laid down, emotionally drained.
Its times like this I need a mother, to talk to her, to get advice. Although I have people to talk to like Natalie and Louis, there's nothing like a mother's advice and support, and sometimes, that's all you need.
After what felt like 10 minutes of crying, I look at my clock and gasp.
I've been awake all night.
I wipe my tears and decide to get up and have a shower, there's no way I was going to fall asleep anytime soon.
After taking my time to get ready it was almost 8am. I left my house, miserably making my way to Louis' house.
"Good Morning sweetheart, how are you?" Louis' mum asked with a large smile as she opened the door moment after I rung the doorbell.
"Good morning, I'm alright, how are you?" I tried to make my smile as realistic as possible.
Louis' mum raised her eyebrows and propped her hand on her hip. "Now, you and I both know you're not alright. What's bothering you Angelina?"
Her motherly nature started to show and I sighed, she could always see right through me.
"There's just a lot on my mind. I'd rather not talk about it, thank you for your concern though." I tightly smiled at her.
"Honey, if you need anything just come over here, you know you're like a daughter to me." She playfully pinched my cheek and I couldn't help but genuinely smile at her.
"Thank you." I hugged her.
"You're like a daughter to me." Louis mimicked playfully as he quickly kissed his mother on the cheek and continued walking past her to me and quickly kissing my cheek too. I giggled when his mum gave him a playful scowl.
"Bye mummy." Louis cheekily squealed before grabbing me by my hand and pulling me off his property.
"Thank fuck it's Friday." Louis grumbled as we walked towards our school.
"Yeah, thank fuck." I mumbled.
"What's crawled up your ass?" Louis joked, bumping my hip with his.
"We kissed." I whispered, staring down at the flood.
Louis loudly gasped. "You didn't."
I looked up at him with pleading eyes. "We did."
Louis stared at me with shock clear on his face, but a grin soon appeared and I was so confused.
"Look, I would judge you if he was like old and ugly but, he's only a few years older than us and he is a good looking lad.... No homo." Louis shrugged.
I didn't expect Louis to be so understanding.
"I love you so fucking much, Lou." I huffed, hugging him.
"I love you too peanut." He kissed my forehead.
We continued to walk down my street when Louis chuckled.
"Speaking of the devil." he winked and nodded his head to our left.
I looked to where he was hinting to and realized where I was. We were walking passed Harry's house and he was outside walking toward his car.
I looked straight ahead of me and continued walking, praying to the highest heavens that he wouldn't notice me.
"Hey Mr Styles!" Louis yelled, waving at the asshole wearing a suit.
"Oh uh... Good morning Louis." He said slowly, yet not acknowledging me.
"Don't forget Angelina." Louis reminded him enthusiastically, not having a clue whats going on.
"Yes, good morning Angelina." He awkwardly said to me but I didn't reply.
"See you at school!" Louis waved at Harry as he got into his car.
"Louis, I didn't tell you what happened after the kiss..." I mumbled, feeling my stomach knot from the hurt I'm feeling.
"Whoa, I don't want to know." He stopped me, blocking his ears, and laughed.
"No Louis," I pulled his hands away from his ears and told him everything that happened as we continued walking to school.
"Fucking heartless dick." Louis seethed after I finished explaining everything.
We were now walking to our History class, and I was nervous about how Louis will be acting.
"Louis Tomlinson and Angelina Payne late, once again." Harry huffed in annoyance and anger as soon as we walked in.
"Fuck off dog." Louis grumbled as we walked to our seats.
"Excuse me Louis? What was that?" Harry raised his eyebrows, waiting for Louis to most likely back down.
"I said fuck off dog." Louis repeated, this time louder so everyone can hear him clearly.
I couldn't believe what was happening, Louis had a lot of sass and he could never bite his tongue but this was too much.
"Get out of my class!" Harry yelled so loud, it made me jump.
"How about you stop fucking around and-"
"Louis, please stop." I cut him off with a lump in my throat, pulling on his arm to get his attention.
By now tears were rolling down my face, I am so overwhelmed. My best friend was getting into trouble for sticking up to a man who rejected me and crushed my feelings.
Louis turned and looked at me with anger, but his eyes changed rapidly when he saw my tears.
He looked back at Harry who pointed at the door, but this time with more of a defeated look.
"I hope you're so fucking happy mate." Louis said as he walked passed Harry and out the door.
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The Teacher // h.sFanfiction
We all have that one teacher who is stubborn, narrow-minded and intolerant. Angelina's new History teacher, Mr. Styles could not be described any other way. Besides his dazzling green orbs and charming smile, he is nothing but someone she cannot s...