TCC [h.s.] ✔

flashes, interrogators and anons.

When I woke up at, like, 1pm, I went downstairs to the kitchen and my parents weren't at home.

Whatever.

I went to the fridge and took some chocolate and a bottle of water.

Then I remembered. Mr Styles sitting next to me in these pub. Mr Styles buying me chocolate and some water. Mr Styles taking me home.... fuck.

A smile grew on my face and I couldn't help but remember how stressed he was when he found out I was tipsy. Poor him.

But what if I fucked up my "friendship" with him just because of last night?

I went upstairs again and once in my room I took my laptop and once it was turned on I login in on Tumblr and started writing a post.

Guys you won't believe me if I tell you what a crazy thing happened to me last night. God I even can't believe it and it was me the one who right there akdnshfjd.

~ Anna.

I refreshed the page for a few minutes and saw I had already some asks.

What happened? God you can't leave us like that.
_________

Omfg please tell us. Has that crazy thing something to do with your tc?? I'm curious af
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Hii. I just discovered your blog and it's amazing. God your teacher seems handsome as hell haha.

The last one caught my attention and I answered that first.

Hi! Welcome to my blog. And yep, he's handsome as hell. Sadly I don't know if I ever could have any chance on him.

And instead of answering the other ones, I wrote a post.

Guuuuuys. Holy fuck. What happened last night was a crazy af thing because I went out pubbing and guess who was there???? Mr S. I'm not going to write here his name in case of someone who knows me sees this blog and omg what a disaster then. Well so he was there and I was a bit tipsy/drunk and guess what????? He took me home guys. He fucking took me home. But before this he took care of me (no dirty minds please) and bought me some chocolate and some water and joked with me and winked at me and oh god I think I'm having a heart attack bye I'm 3000% done with life rn.

~ Anna

A click and it was posted. A few refreshes and I just saw some likes in the post. Nothing else.

I went to the dashboard and reblogged a few things, some of them a bit sexual. Then, I heard the front door opening and I knew my parents were here already.

With the page still on, I went downstairs to greet them.

"Hey, how was your day?" I asked following them to their bedroom.

"Who were you with?" My dad asked without answering me first.

"What? You know I was with Carissa."

"Why are you lying?" He replied looking at me.

"I'm not."

"Anna..."

"It's true." I couldn't stop lying. God forgive me.

"Guess who met us this morning, Anna."

Mr Styles? Did he..? No he couldn't. But then I remembered. <As your teacher I worry about you and I can't let your parents seeing you this way.> But he didn't say anything about tell my parents.

"We met Carissa's parents and they told us Carissa didn't go out last night. So, who were you with then?"

Fuck. I was fucked up. But there's no way I'm lying to them again.

"I... I went out alone. Carissa and I were mad to each other. You know, friendship stuff."

"Anna, you've never lied to us. Why did you start now?" Rebecca said with a disappointed tone.

"Because... because I am sure you would never let me go out alone."

They sighed and looked at each other but me.

"Go to your room Anna. We will talk to you later about this."

I nodded and went out of their room.

Once I was in my bed with my phone in front of my face, I logged in on Tumblr and continued reblogging. Then I noticed I had an ask.

anon asked: you're so pretty. why would you want your teacher when you can have all the boy's you want?

That made me frown because I never posted a pic...  but I decided to ignore that and I answered.

Because I prefer mature men who know how to treat a girl than a guy who is a dickhead and doesn't treat me well. Because I appreciate the intelligence and not muscles, even my teacher is like a Greek god but whatever. He is so nice and funny and his smile *heart eyes emoji*
Is that enough for you?

I posted it and left my phone on the table because it was dinner time.

If only Mr Styles knew how I felt about him he would never ever talk to me again.