Chapter 2

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I sighed as I walked into room 504.
"Miss Logan, you're five minutes late."

I looked down at my watch and gasped.
"I- I'm so sorry!"

"No excuses. 15 minutes extra. You will be let out at 4:30"

I groaned. "But Harry, come on!"

"You will call me Mr. Styles, Chloe."

I groaned and pulled out a chair, plopping down.

He smirked at me.

"WHAT?" I practically yelled.

He walked over to my desk and sat on it.

I felt awkward so I looked at the floor.
In a second I felt his palm lifting up my chin.

"Don't hide. You're beautiful."

I felt my cheeks burning as we stared at each other. Suddenly his lips crashed into mine. I went along with it for a few seconds, and then I pulled back quickly, realizing what I had done.

"Fuck. Mr. Styles! Did you just kiss me?!?!"
I groaned and grabbed my head in pain.
"Are you okay?" He gasped.

I felt dizzy and suddenly passed out.

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My first thought: Oh my god where am I?
Oh yeah. Detention with Horny Styles.
Why is he looking at me like we just had sex?
Oh my god we kissed. Oh my god.

His hand was on my thigh. I quickly jumped up, brushing off any traces of him.

"What time is it Mr. Styles?"

"You can call me Harry." He smirked.

"Just tell me the fucking time."

"It's 4:30. And I'll see you tomorrow in detention. We really must work on controlling your language."

"Oh Fuck me." I groaned

"Gladly." He said, devilishly smiling showing his fine ass dimples.

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 24, 2015 ⏰

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