Teacher |H.S.|

eighteen

GEORGIE

School has been going by slowly.

I haven't really had another opportunity to sneak off with Mister Styles, therefore that ache for him hasn't been soothed yet.

Right now, me and Niall are in art class. We got some time to work on our project, I had almost forgotten about it because of everything that has been going on.

"Where's your mind at?" Niall asks me, waking me out of my thoughts.

"Uhh-"

"Thinking about you know who." he teases me, making me roll my eyes and nudge him in his ribs.

He dramatically reaches for his side and acts like I have just knocked a rib out of him, I can only watch with an unamused look on my face. My gaze lingers on him, he stops looking like he's in pain and then forms his lips into a line.

"I was just trying to make this fun, I mean.. you've been sitting here like we're at a funeral." Niall tells me, scooching closer and lowering his voice so not everyone around us would hear.

Niall's right.. I'm not in a good mood, not only because I miss Harry's touch but also because the whole situation with my mother has gotten ten times worse. She finally came home two days ago, surprisingly sober and with a made up mind.

Amanda announced that she was leaving us, not one ounce of emotion in the way she talked or the way she looked at me. I've seen her at her worst, but she always seemed to have some sadness in her, that has completely disappeared now. It's like she doesn't have any ounce of regret or compassion in that body of hers, I don't understand how she can just leave us like that.

The worst thing of all was that I even begged her to stay this time. I don't know what came over me but I just realised that this time she was serious, she's not coming back anymore. I lost one parent but had always hoped that I could rescue my relationship with the other one. Not even the tears rolling down my cheeks could change her mind..

I watched as Amanda packed her bags, and heard how her lover was waiting for her in his expensive car that was parked on our driveway. I stayed quiet, hugging Louis as I cried my eyes out. It was as I saw that she took her last bag in her hand, that something cracked inside of me, I couldn't stay quiet.

She made her way towards the door with me yelling and cursing at her, I think I called her every name in the book as Louis and Joey held me back so I wouldn't physically attack her. I don't think I would have hurt her but I would've grabbed her and made her look me in the eyes, made her rethink her choice one more time.

"Is something wrong? Did something happen yesterday?" Niall asks, seeing the look on my face as I relive the moment in my head.

I skipped a day of school to get over the fact she was leaving. School immediately called my brother, told him that I couldn't miss any more school because otherwise I wouldn't graduate this year, so that's why I'm back so soon.

"No.. I'm just tired." I lie, faking a smile on my face as I hold back my tears.

"You sure? You know.. you can tell me." Niall's voice is soft as he places a hand on my arm, in a way to show some affection.

"I'm sure." I smile at him, lying about how I feel which is what I seem to be doing a lot lately.

After I say that, Niall lets go of me and focusses back on the papers that lay in front of him. I feel like I'm about to burst, tears are pooling behind my eyes and I just need to set them free, that's why I ask the teacher if I can use the bathroom and to my luck I'm allowed to.

I walk into the girl's bathroom, seeing if anyone's in here. I can't seem to spot any shoes under the stalls so I know I'm alone. I get a glimpse of myself in the mirror, seeing how normal I look and not broken at all. It's scary.. scary how well I learned to hide my feelings.