My teacher. | l.s. [Rewrite]

Agreement

We walked for a few minutes in an awkward silence until we reached the edge of the forest where a wooden bench was standing lonely. Luckily there were no people nearby so we sat down there.

It was quite quiet, only the Birds were tweeting and the crickets in the grass were chirping. A light breeze blew through the woods and the colours of the panoramic view were simply stunning. Thankfully it wasn't too cold today and the sun was shining beautifully.

"So?" I asked after a few minutes of silence and just sitting there staring at the field in front of us.

"So." Louis repeated. "I lied to you." He began and I looked at him confused. He took a deep breath and I could tell he was scared. He sat up straight and turned slightly towards me. I looked ahead unable to look him in the eyes, I was too afraid of what was going to happen. I doubted it was a good sign to start a conversation with a sentence like that.

"When I told you I regretted it." He explained and my mouth formed an 'O', my head snapped over to him. "I didn't. I still don't. But as I said before, it is impossible... to get more out of it than what it was. I have already told you that I can go to jail and lose my job, so I thought it would be easier to tell you that it didn't mean anything, but in reality I can't think of anything else since then." He looked at me and there was so much sincerity in his voice that I believed every single word he said. My belly grew hot and butterflies burst inside of me at his words.

"I understand you, I really do. But what would you want if it wasn't for these problems?" I needed to know what he felt for me- if he felt anything for me- otherwise I would freak out and now was the only chance to get answers to my questions.

"Harry." He sighed. "We don't need to talk about it, it can't happen anyway." He rubbed his hands over his face in desperation.

"I just want to know, please." I practically begged.

"I don't know, okay? It's just...I can't stop thinking about you." He grew frustrated, I could tell. He pulled on his strands and sighed deeply. "I don't know what it is, but there's something about you that mesmerizes me."

"But what about your girlfriend? Or is she your wife?" I blurted out and Louis chuckled, dropping his hands and looking at me.

"She's actually my sister."

"Oh." I breathed out and Louis laughed at my face. My cheeks turned red with embarrassment.

"What about the kids?" I couldn't help but ask.

"They are also my siblings. I have six siblings of the age from three to nineteen. The girl who was with me was my oldest sister, Lottie." He smiled at me and I honestly wanted to sink into the ground right now.

"Oh my god. I'm so sorry I caused a scene after class." I breathed out and hid my face in my hands. "God, I'm such an idiot." I groaned. But why didn't he clear it up then? Probably because he thought it was better that I thought they were his family.

"No, you're not." He chuckled. "I realised what it looked like when I saw your face. And the faces of Liam and Niall." He grimaced at the memory of the day and his face fell.

"What's wrong?" I asked when I saw the expression on his face. It was the same pained look as earlier and of the last few weeks.

"Nothing. Everything's fine." He said quickly, but I could tell he was lying. He didn't look me in the eyes and turned his face away.

"Hey. You can tell me." I said gently.

"I can't. I-I'm not ready to talk about it...I'm sorry." Louis said and I wanted nothing more than to hug him right now.