Teacher |H.S.|

twenty-five

GEORGIE

I still haven't found out who that mystery woman is.

Ever since that day we met her in the park, I haven't been able to think about anything else other than who she is and how she stands in relation to Harry.

The first time I saw Harry again, at school, I thought about just straight up asking him. That was my plan, I was going to wait till class was over and until I was the last person there and then walk up to his desk and ask him.

Not in a nice way, I was not ready to be nice to him after he kicked me out of his house and made me walk all the way home.

But of course, before I could execute my plan I got interrupted by Jason. Pretty sure he's still not over the fact that I humiliated him. I can handle Jason, he's just a dumb prick but that doesn't mean that the words he told me hurt any less.

After dealing with what he said, I had no more energy left to go and ask Harry about that lady. Before I could escape Harry, he called out for me. However, what happened next was unexpected to me.

I was bold at first, not wanting to just let him get away with what he had done. But.. I couldn't help wanting to tell him what Jason told me, and especially couldn't hold back after I saw how eager he was to know.

After I told him, he got angry.. very angry. Not the kind of anger that originates just because he finds Jason's words disrespectful, it's the kind of anger you feel after someone you care about got hurt and you couldn't do anything about it.

It lit some hope into my heart, that Harry actually does care about me. It was when I heard him tell me that he didn't care anymore and wanted to kiss me, get lost in me, that I lost all the morals I still had left.

Because of that look in his eyes, I folded very quickly and told him to come pick me up at seven tonight. The only thing I hope is that it's actually going to be worth it and I won't be left heartbroken again.

I told Niall everything, right after we were back on speaking terms. I couldn't stay mad at him, not after I came home from the picnic with Louis and he apologised with flowers he had bought for me.

However, things between me and Niall might be good but the reaction to what I told him wasn't. He told me that I forgave him way too quickly and that he didn't trust Harry. He reminded me how a relationship between a teacher and a student never turns out to be anything good and that if we get caught we're in for a whole lot of trouble.

I mean.. he's not wrong, something in me still isn't all too sure if Harry is really speaking the truth. But, I really want to see him tonight. I yearn for his touch, it's an ache that only he can soothe. So fuck it, I'm going to take from Harry what I can get and that is his body and his attention on my body.

"You should listen to me, this is not going to end well." Niall warns me once more, waking me out of my thoughts. He's seated onto my bed as he's watching me get ready.

"I know. But I might just enjoy it while it lasts, right? I'm already way too deep in to just end it." I tell him as I send him a look through the mirror.

Niall just shakes his head, making a sigh roll over my lips as I look back at my reflection. The thing I'm not going to tell him is that I'm actually really desperate for Harry's attention. So desperate that I'm willing to forgive him every single time.

"Can't believe that Elle is covering for you, if she only knew what you're actually going to be doing." Niall tells me, a big attitude in the tone of his voice.

"Listen," I turn myself around and look him in the eyes. I've had it with all his comments, he can't stop me from doing this so I don't see why it is necessary that he keeps trying. "I'm going to see him whether you like it or not, I really don't need your opinion on it."