Whisked away from reality with Styles (Harry Styles/1D fanfic)

Chapter 12.

It was a few weeks into University and I was only just getting the hang of it, it was a Monday morning and the start of another stressful week, I laid on the sofa all ready and waiting for Becky who was faffing upstairs with her hair. I pulled my oversized baggy jumper down over my white skinnies and crossed my legs over, I admired my converse and frowned as my laces were tangled. I sat up from the sofa and began untangling them, whilst hearing thudding and banging from Becky's massive feet.

''I'll be down in 2 Beth!''

I faintly heard Becky shout from her bedroom, I shook my head knowing that wouldn't be the case at all ''2 minutes or 2 hours?!'' I answered while standing up and checking my hair in our living room mirror. Just then Becky came thudding down the stairs in her new black wedges - which were stunning if I must add. ''How do these look?'' she breathed as she barged through the door, wearing a white vest and jeans and her newly bought wedges.

''You look stunning as always, now get your jacket on we're late.'' I tapped my watch and all she did was giggle and pulled on her leather jacket ''Okay mum, will do mum.'' She smirked then stepped outside, I grabbed the flat keys and followed her out, locking up and jumped into our taxi.

I brushed my hair out of my eyes and leant forward ''University please, on New London road?'' The taxi man nodded and started off driving, I leant back in my seat and breathed, pulling out my mirror and touching up my lippy as I was rushing this morning, I took a quick glance at Becky and down at her belly which had nothing to show yet ''Are you okay?'' I mouthed to her, she smiled and nodded reassuringly. The taxi pulled up outside our University and I glanced at it, remembering the first day and bit my lip, it still felt like I didn't belong in somewhere so posh, I hopped out and leant in shoving a tenner into the grubby taxi man's hand and shut the door.

''He stunk.'' Becky stated as she scrunched her nose up in disgust and walked with me up to the entrance, I laughed slightly hile adding ''Yeah, he was a bit whiffy.'' Becky chuckled and pulled her jacket more over her as it was another chilly morning. I opened the door and let Becky in first, an old middle aged man I remember seeing on the first day gave us both a friendly, warm smile and let us past him, I breathed out as we walked to our room we was in for a couple of hours to go over our assignments, we was on different courses but in same room - we're inseperable in everything.

I stopped before we walked in the room and looked at Becky ''Becks, you go in first.'' I cringed and hoped she would say yes, but no, no she didn't and was her usual stubborn self. ''Get lost, you open it.'' My mouth turned into an 'O' shape ''Hey.'' I whacked her arm playfully ''You made us late, open it.'' I frowned as she stepped back and crossed her arms stubbornly.

''Do we have a problem ladies?'' 

I jumped and my eyes met with our teacher for that day, he was frowning as his green eyes burnt into mine, he ran his big hand through his golden, brownish tousled hair and then stroked his tie straight - Boy, he was quite handsome. ''Well?'' his eyes narrowed as if he wasn't pleased, he put me on edge and made me feel quite anxious. ''Um, we was just about to come in, sorry we're late Mr..?'' I looked at him apoligietically ''Brown.'' he answered quickly ''Mr.Brown is my name now come on, get in here.'' I glared at him, speaking to me in that tone and stepped in the classroom, Becky following behind me, arms still crossed. My eyes widened as 20 sets of eyes were staring at us as if we had commited a crime, I gulped not expecting so many people and made my way to the back.

I perched myself down on a chair and tried to blend in as bsst as possible, I put my bag down and cleared my throat. ''Miss. Tatham?!'' I jumped as Mr Brown shouted my name in a harsh way, I looke dover his way warily ''What?'' I answered back, a bit of attitude in my tone but I couldn't care less.