Teaching Harry... | Harry Styles | AU|

Chapter 3

There's a teeny tiny bit of smut 🙊...

"Would you care to explain?" The question fired from Harriet's mouth as soon as the door to her classroom clicked shut, her hazel eyes fixed on Harry's face.

'I don't blame you. She's fucking hot'

But Harry only shrugged in response. His body stiff and awkward as he shoved his hands into the pockets of his light blue jeans. His lips set into a fine line as his eyes focused on the ground beneath him, too uncomfortable to look Harriet in the eye.

"Well?" Harriet pressed, placing her hand on the curve of her hip as she continued to glare up at Harry. Her firm voice echoing around the scuffed hard floor and cold metal lockers of the empty hallway.

Harry finally lifted up his head, a thoughtful expression striking his features as his eyes timidly caught Harriet's. Her own gaze blazing with disappointment as her eyebrows sunk into a deep frown, the fullness of her lips pursing together.

Harry took a split second to drink in the creamy texture of Harriet's porcelain skin. His eyes fleeting over her arms and chest before landing back on her face. Admiring the way her defined cheeks were still painted with a pink blush, and how her long lashes fluttered as she stared up at him.

"I didn't write that," was all Harry could finally muster, his voice low and soft, his eyes shifting around the corridor for a moment.

'I would totally fuck her'

Despite the fact that Harry's lean figure loomed over Harriet, his body and form physically stronger and broader than Harriet in every way possible, he was intimated by her.

Harriet held so much natural heavy rule over him, that Harry instantly felt so compliant under her stare.

"Then, who did?" Harriet asked him, her voice calming slightly as she folded her arms, something Harry noticed that she did a lot.

"I don't know." Harry lied, his nostrils flaring slightly. "Someone just threw it over to me, then you called me out before I could see who it was."

His eyes flickered over Harriet's face as he gently licked his pink lips, rolling his bottom lip into his mouth in the process before releasing it. His stare dusting over the long crimson waves of Harriet's hair as it framed her pale face.

"I'm sorry." He then spoke up again, swallowing once the words left him. "I shouldn't have... It was, inappropriate of me to... I shouldn't have read it out." He stuttered, struggling to find the right words in his slightly nervous state.

Harriet's shoulders physically relaxed. Her body softening as she studied Harry carefully, a hint of appreciation flexing in her eyes, the sourness in her expression completely washing away as she allowed a small smile to tug at her lips.

"I made you read it out, Harry." She pointed out, slight amusement in her tone.

Her words made Harry's eyebrows lift in surprise as he returned her subtle smile. Enjoying how warm Harriet's face looked when she smiled. How bright her features became. How charming her lips looked when they curved ever so slightly, the speckles of elation in her brown eyes making them glisten.

"God, I'm sorry," Harriet sighed, a slight awkward chuckle escaping her as she pressed a hand to a forehead and closed her eyes for a moment. "I didn't mean to lose it back there. I just... well, it kinda took me by surprise is all."