❝ your my good baby boy ❞
❝ no, i'm just your student ❞
in which harry's teacher falls in love with him.
warnings: this book will contain strong language, sexual content, eating disorder, teacher and student relationship, daddy kink
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harry rolled his eyes as the students around him whispered to there friend. he knew exactly what they would be talking about. him.
the kids who think there to privileged avoid him like the plague, skittering to the side to make sure not to be associated with him. god forbid someone would think they were friends with him.
harry runs his hands through his curly hair, watching as a teacher passing by silently judges his outfit. harry knew the pleated skirt was probably a little to short for school but he honestly didn't care anymore. it was his last year of school anyway and if all those other girls could where their tightest and shortest black dresses he should be allowed to wear what he wanted too.
at least he wished that was the case.
he ran his hands down the back if the white fabric, making sure the skirt was pulled all the way down. the corner of the skirt had been pulled up by his pale blue backpack. the green eyed boy slowed his pace as he reached the locker, dumping the contents of his backpack in it. he attached his lock, sighing at how plain the cool grey metal looked.
it was the first day of the term and by the end if the week it would be covered in stickers and harry's personal touch. for now though, he would have to get by without the decorations.
the curly haired boy turned on his doc martens, which he had picked out especially because of the way they made his legs look tall and slim, making his way to his small group of friends.
niall's electric blue eyes lit up when he spotted harry making his way towards him. grabbing his arm, he pulled him towards liam. the group was talking quietly about the new teachers that started this term.
'i herd that one of them rode in on a motor bike,' niall exclaimed excitedly.
'niall, you hear that every year,' liam rolled his eyes.
'what are you three gossiping about?' asked a raven haired girl as she made her way over.
'mandy, the only one here spreading false rumours is niall,' liam told the older girl.
'i can always count on you to tell me the latest news,' mandy smiled at the blond haired boy. his curiosity was one of the things she liked about the boy, unlike liam who seemed to despise it. 'so, what's the tea?'
'oh, there is going to be a really young women. she finished her studies just last year.' niall continued, blocking out a frowning liam. 'she apparently has quite the reputation.'
