I breathed in sharply, hands shaking as I waited the call from mother. Sucking in a deep and sharp breath, I ran a tremulous hand through my hair
"Delaney!" My fatigue shot up, legs trembling as I took slow steps to the door. A sheen layer of sweat coated my forehead, before I wiped it away quickly with the back of my hand. Not wanting to disappoint or hold up mother any further, I opened the heavy wooden door stepping into the hallway and down the stairs
My heart pounded loudly in my ribcage as I stepped off the last step. As I rounded the corner, I swallowed thickly, standing right besides my mom who scowled at me
"Why did you take so long?" She glared, eyes narrowed full of disgust and anger
"I-I..."
My words were cut short as I noticed there was another figure standing in front of the door, a few feet away from us. Mother took notice of my line of vision, grinning brightly at him before she turned to me, smile fading into a mere frown
"Harry, this is Delaney, Delaney this is Harry, your tutor" My eyes widened as I stared at the man in front of me longingly
"He'll be tutoring you after school for two hours everyday except the weekends, but, of course you'll still be studying then" She spit harshly
"O-oh" I nodded, cheeks turning a bright pink, glancing towards the ground before up at the man- Harry
His green eyes bore into mine making me shakily swallow, the intensity and vivid of his orbs making me squirm on the spot. His jaw clenched and unclenched on the gum he chewed, a smirk slowly painting on his pink lips
My eyes widened, before I looked towards mother
"It's nice to meet you Delaney" His raspy voice caught my attention. It was deep- deeper than a man I've ever encountered with before, but yet it sounded soft and musical
"You too...Harry" I cleared my throat, feeling intimidated by his green eyes, as they had yet to look away
"Where are your manners Delaney? You call him Mr. Styles" Mom scowled, shaking her head in disappointment
"I'm sorry, I don't know why she's so rude, I'm sure she got it from her father" Mother chuckled bitterly. My eyes widened, lips parting in disbelief
"Don't..." My voice wavered away, the numb feeling returning almost as immediately as it had gone
My throat was dry, lost for words as I simply watched Harry looking at me with an unreadable emotion, giving his undivided attention to mom, as she simply smirked at him
"Thank you for stopping by Harry. We can start the sessions on, how about Monday?" She quirked a perfectly plucked eyebrow up at him as- Harry, nodded giving me a simple smirk before opening the wooden door and slipping through it, leaving the expensive smell of his divine and intoxicating cologne behind
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