[COMPLETE] Cora Bailey's eyes were once met with a husky green eyed man, thinking nothing of it. Until he showed up as the new teacher at her school, making things incredibly awkward. But soon enough, they couldn't get enough of each other.
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Harry Styles I'm falling hard for her.
Another week had passed and I have been in meetings everyday after school from 4-8 sometimes longer. I haven't really seen Cora much this week because of the meetings but I think she made up with Niall because they're back to seeing each other everyday.
I've tried to make many plans to see Cora but I'm always late or rain checking them. I hate it but I can't help it, she knows that but she does get upset that I don't always make it on time or postpone it. I hate it and it makes me feel guilty for doing it.
I knew I was going to make tonight's date though. We were going out for dinner where I knew we wouldn't get noticed, it's a very expensive place and I know no one would go there.
I can afford it though and I'm willing to do it for her because I know I keep canceling and being late. We also haven't had sex in a week and a little bit so I was getting to the point where I was a little horny.
The school days were getting longer and dragging on, Louis had a limp and he took forever to sit down and Cora kept whispering to him so whatever that means, I'll ask too.
Girls keep looking at me, Cora hates it, she always looks at the girls looking at me and I've started calling them out — not to embarrass them but to get them to stop because sometimes it's not on my eyes or what I'm wearing.
Charming.
After the long meeting, finishing on time today. I stand up and shove stuff in my bag, ready to get the hell out of here. "You're the newish teacher," a woman with blonde hair and brown eyes comes up to me, wearing a pink tank top with a low cleavage and blue jeans. "I'm Caroline, Caroline Hayes," she smiles, smelling like cheap perfume.
"Harry Styles," I smile.
"You're in a rush, where are you going?" she asks. "I'm not busy,"
Ew.
"Oh," I realise. "I have a girlfriend,"
"Oh, I'm sorry," she widens her eyes.
"No no, it's okay," I smile.
"I shouldn't have assumed, I'm bad at this," she sighs.
"Me too believe me,"
"Are you divorced with a daughter?"
"My ex girlfriend miscarried, so I know where you're at,"
I feel like she's nice enough to not make fun of me for it.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry," she then says.
"It was a hard part in my life, but, I've moved on," I shrug. "I'm over her,"
