When my teacher changed my life

[CHAPTER 4]

Anna giggles even more and louder. "I think I found ya.", I whisper, but loud enough for her to hear. "AHHHH!", she starts screaming and jumps from her hiding place. "HELP HARRY! AHH!", she screams at the top of her lungs and runs upstairs. I laugh and run behind her, but still slower than her. "I'LL GET YOU. YOU CAN'T RUN AWAY!" Anna's laying on a bed and trying to cover herself up with a big teddy. The teddy looks like the ones you win at a theme park. "You can't run away, honey. Do you give up?", I ask. "No!", she giggles. "Well, than..", I begin and start tickling her. And again her cute little laugh fills the room. She's so cute. Wish she'd be my sister. Her long blonde hair covers her little face, as she tries to protect her tummy. "S-s-stop!", she laughs. "Do you give up?", I ask and don't stop. Her face got really red, but that looks totally adorable. Anna nods slowly and I stop. We both gasp for air and try to calm down. Her face looks back to normal, not as red as a few minutes ago. "PIZZA!", someone yells from downstairs. Anna cheers and runs downstairs. Just as I turn around to follow her, something catches my eye. It's a picture of Mr. Styles and a beautiful girl hugging. She looks around 18-23 years old. Her beautiful brown hair falls perfectly over her shoulder and her arm is around him. He has a girlfriend? Shit. I don't know why, but this really hurts me to think. Ugh, I'm being pathetic. Of course he has a girlfriend. He's handsome! His chocolate brown hair, looked curlier than now. Why can't be other guys here as hot as him? I usually can say if a guy is hot and sexy or cute. But I can't say that about him. He's sexy and hot, but also cute at the same time. Ugh. Why can't he be mine? Oh god, Nicole. What the hell are you thinking? He's your teacher! But he's so...I can't even explain what it is, but something is attracting me so much about him. What's going on with me? "What are you doing here all alone?", a voice interrupts my thoughts. Holy shit! I nearly shit my pants! How did he come upstairs without me noticing? "I-I...", I begin to stutter. Oh my god, what if he can reads my mind? That'd be so awkward! Oh, wow. This guy seriously is driving me insane. Now I even think stupid stuff like that. "Nothing. Just trying to calm down. We laughed so much. Anna and I." I add trying to sound as convincing as possible. He chuckles. "Okay. Anna and I want to start eating. Wanna join us?", he says and looks on his shoes, then back at me. His voice doesn't sound as confident as usually. I swear that he kinda sound...nervous. I nod and smile. "Sure." We go downstairs without saying another word to find little Anna on the couch, a plate on the lap with Pizza on it, watching TV. Mr. Styles smiles as he nears her. "How does it taste?", he asks. She doesn't answer and he chuckles again. "It's impossible to talk to her, when she's watching Spongebob." I laugh and sit next to her. Mr. Styles hands me a plate with pizza on it. "Here. I hope you like Magharita. I wasn't sure what you'd like to eat. ", he says softly. "It's fine. I like it. Thanks.", I reply and look at the TV. He sits next to me with his plate on his lap.

I can't believe that but I love Spongebob. We've watched the last half an hour watching Spongebob and eating Pizza. Mr. Styles stands up and takes Anna's plate and mine. "I'll be right back.", he says and walks to the kitchen. I'd ask if he needs help, but that would be weird. He's my teacher. It's actually also weird that I'm here. In his house. Anna puts her head on my lap and continues watching TV. We're now watching one of his DVD's. Nemo. To be honest, I really like this movie. It's cute. Mr. Styles returns and sits next to me, without saying a word. He continues watching Nemo. Oh, this is awkward somehow. Anna doesn't moves. She's probably asleep. Suddenly my eyelids start to get heavier by every second. Playing with Anna and laughing the whole time really made me tired. I close my eyes for a second. Just for a second. I swear.

I feel the couch under me disappear and a hard chest against my side. I flutter my eyes open to see everywhere darkness. The only thing I can see is the light in a room. I think that Mr. Styles is carrying me on this arms up the stairs. I'd have an opinion about this, but I'm just to tired to care. The tiredness returns as I close my eyes again and inhale his beautiful scent, which is calming me down.

"Wake up, Nicole!", a voice says as someone touches my face. I can feel someone moving next to me. Suddenly my body starts to shiver. I slowly open my eyes and sit up. Where am I? Anna, with a blanket in her hands, stands on a bed I was lying on a few seconds ago. Wait, what? Why did we sleep in the same room? Or better question.. Why am I here? Shock runs through my body as I remember last night. I'm so so so stupid! He carried me on his arms. I've slept in my math teachers house. I can't believe this. "The alarm ring a while ago, but Harry didn't wake up. ", Anna explains. I look at my phone and realize that it's already 7 o'clock. Shit! I'll so be late for school today. I groan and stand up as fast as possible. "I'm sorry Anna. I have to go. I'll be late for school. Can you please tell Mr. Styles that he has to wake up now and that I'm sorry that I have to leave without him knowing, but I'll be late for school!" She smiles and nods. "Sure thing, best friend!", she replies. I chuckle and kiss her on the cheek before running downstairs. Everything seems blurry as I run out of the house on the street on my way home.

"Nicole, honey.", mum welcomes me as I unlock the door and go to the kitchen. Shit, she has noticed that I didn't come home last night. What am I gonna say? Hey, mum. Sorry, I've slept at my hot teachers house? Nah, better not. She'll kill me. But wait, why is she smiling? Doesn't she has to be angry? Weird... "Hey mum." I mumble. "How was your night at Kayla's house?" What? Kayla? With that question mum earns my confused look. "You sent me a message on the phone that you'll sleep at her house, because you had a project to do. Don't you remember? Do you want me to show you the message?" I nod slowly. What the hell is she talking about? Mum takes out her phone and pushes on some buttons before she hands me her phone. "Mum, I'll stay at Kayla's house. Kayla is one of my classmates. I've finished the tutoring, but I have to work on a project with Kayla. See you tomorrow in the morning. Love you. Xx" I seriously don't have a clue when I sent that her, but I'm glad that I did. Maybe in my sleep...Oh no! Maybe it was Mr. Styles! Of course it was him! Just so I won't get in trouble. Wow that makes sense. How cute is that from him? "Why are you smiling like that?" mum interrupts my thoughts. "Huh? Oh, no. I'm not." I say as I realize that I am. Shit. "Uh, yeah I remember again. Sorry didn't had much sleep. My mind's a mess. I have to get ready for school! I'll be right back." I run upstairs in my room and change into new clothes. After that I run into the bathroom and look at my face. Ugh, I look like a mess. I quickly wash my face and apply some light make-up on. What to do with my brown hair? It looks okay actually today, so I just brush through it and run downstairs to my mum with my schoolbag. "Ready to go." I tell her. She shakes her head. "You're not going anywhere before you eat your breakfast. I made you pancakes." A smile appears on her face. On mine as well. I love pancakes. "Thanks!", I sit down and start shoving them in my mouth."

I walk with Leah to Math class. That's going to be interesting. Of course she wanted to know what happened last night, so I told her. She smirks as we walk through the door and Mr. Styles watches me go to my chair and sit down. "He's staring.", Leah whisper. "Shut up.", I whisper back and look at my table. I don't know how to act so I better don't look at him. I still feel his eyes on me, but I don't dare to look up. My table is like the most interesting thing in the world right now. Ugh. "Good morning class.", his sexy voice says loudly.

Just as I was about to leave the class with Leah, Mr. Styles tells me that he wants to speak with me about the tutoring. I sigh and Leah whispers something like "rawr.". I walk to his table and look at him, while everyone leaves the class, including Leah, who thinks I'll do dirty things with him. "Nicole?", he says as he closes the door and looks at me.