Falling For You

Chapter fourteen: DOUBLE UPDATE!!!

I woke up in my own, comfy bed. India laid next to me, and licked my face. "Hi baby girl." I smiled, kissing her head. "Hungry?" I asked her. She barked, signaling yes. I smiled, and got up. I walked to the kitchen, and got out the dog food. "Here you go baby." I smiled, putting her bowl on the ground.

A loud knock banged on the door, and I ran to get it. "Harry... what are you doing here?" I asked. "I'm sorry. I didn't know the symptoms of the morning after pill. Please don't shut me out because of the pill." He rambled. "Harry, I don't know if the pill worked." I spoke, with closed eyes. "I know, bu-" "Harry, I'm late." I sighed. His eyes got wide. "I got this." He smiled, pulling out a pregnancy test.

"I'm nervous. What if I am?" I asked, looking at the test. "Then we live it with." He replied. I nodded, and leaned my head on his chest. "I don't want to be." I sighed. "I know. I know you don't want to." He replied, holding me tightly. "Should we look?" I asked. He nodded. We both looked at the test, seeing a little pink minus sign. "Oh thank god!" I sighed in relief. "See, why were you so nervous?" He asked, with a smirk. I rolled my eyes, and went into my room.

"You look good in that outfit." Harry smiled. "And you look good in that." I replied, fixing his tie, which was twisted. "Do I teach you anything?" I asked, taking his tie off. "Nope." He replied. I rolled my eyes, and shook my head. "Someone should listen more often." I pointed at him. He smiled, and kissed my nose. "Such a little nose." He smiled. "Oh shut up." I groaned.

"I can see your belly button." He pointed out. "Yes, thank you." I replied. He smiled, and wrapped his arms around my waist. "No, I'm cooking." I groaned. He gave my cheek a sloppy kiss. "Ew! Harry!" I yelled, wiping my cheek. He giggled, and walked into my living room.

"Um, Bell." He called. "Yeah?" I asked. "Come here." He called. I put down the spatula, and walked into the living room. The entire living room, filled with stuffing. Pillows thrown on the ground, ripped up, the couch, ripped up. "India!" I yelled, walking over to her. She growled at me. "Don't you growl at me." I snapped. "Off!" I yelled. She didn't move. "Off!" I snapped my fingers. She jumped off the couch, and jumped on Harry. "India! No!" I yelled, picking her up. I looked down at Harry's pants, seeing his dress pants all ripped up. "Harry... I am so sorry." I whispered, trying to hold in my laughs.

I put India in her crate, and walked into my bedroom, with Harry following. "Here, wear these." I said, taking dark sweatpants out of my drawer. "I can't wear these to work." He replied. "Who said you are going to work?" I asked. "Uh, me?" He questioned. "Nope. You are going to school with me." I replied. "What? Why?" He asked. "Because, we get to chose one person, who is older than us, to be a student for a day. So, you are to put those pants on, and these shoes and... this shirt." I replied, putting things on my bed. "A muscle shirt?" He asked. I nodded.

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Harry and I walked into school, talking about the stupidest things. His phone started ringing, right when we walked into the doors.

"Taylor, I won't be in today. Call Louis if you need anything." He spoke, before hanging up. I smiled, as he took my hand in his, and kissed my hand. "I can still see your belly button." He whispered. I smiled, and shrugged. "Oh well." I replied, with a laugh.

"Bella! I missed you!" Ashton yelled, picking me up off the ground. "Oh boy! Down boy, down." I giggled. He put me down, and kissed my cheek. I smiled, and hugged Michael. "Where were you?" He asked, letting go of me. "Home. I wasn't feeling well. So I called in school, and called myself out." I replied. "Bad. Ass." Calum laughed. I shook my head, and smiled. "Well, this is my student for a day." I smiled. "Harry Styles? Multi- millionaire business man." Calum asked. "That's me." Harry replied. "I'm fangirling right now." He giggled. I rolled my eyes.

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"So, this is business class. Mr. Imusli." I smiled, walking to my seat. There were other older people there, sitting next to the students. "This is the class you called me in?" He asked. I nodded, and sat down. Harry pulled up a chair, and sat next to me. "What goes on in this class?" Harry asked. "You'll see. You're going to get googly eyes from those girls over there." I replied, pointing to the four girls who played with their hair. "You'll probably get called up to the class, to talk about your life." I informed. He nodded, and smiled. "What?" I asked, looking at him. "Nothing, you're just so beautiful." He replied. I blushed, and looked to the ground, getting a sudden interest in my heels.

"Good morning. Class, students for a day." Mr. I said, walking into the class. I sighed, and sat in my seat. "Here we go." I sighed, crossing my legs. "What?" Harry asked. "Today, we will start off like we usually do. With the highest millionaire in London. Harry Styles." Mr. I said, pressing a button on his remote. "And there it is." I sighed.

"So, we are going to focus on the family part of Mr. Styles. He has a six year old daughter, Kaylin Styles. It is his ex girlfriend's baby. He has a current girlfriend, and they may be expecting a child." He said. Mine and Harry's eyes got wide. "How?" I whispered. He shrugged, and sighed.

"Mr. Styles is a very successful business man. But his family comes first. Bella, you work for Mr. Styles... Ah, Mr. Styles, welcome." Mr. I smiled. Harry waved, and smiled. "Would you like to speak?" Mr. I asked. I sighed, and leaned against my chair again. "No, you can continue your lesson." Harry replied. I looked at him, and he smiled.

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"I am starving!" Harry groaned, eating my French fries. I smiled, and put my head on his shoulder. "What's wrong?" He asked. "I'm just so tired." I replied. He sighed, and kissed my head. "How about we go home after school, and you take a nap? I can work in the office downstairs." He suggested. I nodded, and yawned.

"Hey girl." Jason smiled, sitting next to me. "Hey." I replied. "Hey Harry. Looking... really... hot." Jason breathed. I broke into laughter, and put my head on Harry's shoulder, dying of laughter. "Really? Those are your clothes Jace." I replied. "What." Harry breathed. "He left them at my house." I replied. "You're gay, right?" Harry asked Jason. He nodded. "Okay." Harry replied. I rolled my eyes.

"Where's the guys?" I asked. "Calum said they were going to study hall." Jason replied. "Study hall?" I asked. He nodded. "Wow." I replied. He nodded. "So, Harry, how's work?" Jason asked. "It's good. Same old things." Harry replied. Jason nodded, and yawned. "Everyone is tired." Harry sighed. "Business is a hard class." I replied. "Not really." Harry replied. "But you do it for a living." I sighed. "I'm also a father for a living." He replied. "What? No, I practically raised that child." I defended. "Hey, I create-" "Please, I am trying to eat. Just because you all have that lovey dovey shit, doesn't mean I want to hear it. Because I don't." Jason groaned.

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"Bella!" Harry yelled, walking into the door. "Daddy! Bella's mummy came over with Kyle's daddy." Kaylin said. "What? Why?" I asked. "I don't know." She shrugged. "They're in the kitchen with Aunt Gems." She said, skipping away. I looked at Harry, who just shrugged.

"Isabella, please, sit down." My mom said. I sat down across from her, and looked at her and Mathew. "Jamie tells me you might be pregnant." She said. "I never was pregnant." I replied. "Have you been having sex? And if so, who with." She asked. "No, I haven't been having sex." I lied. "Have you gotten your period?" She asked. "Mom, please. I just got off of school, and I need to work. I don't have time for this." I replied, getting up. "You can let yourself out." I said, going into the living room.

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Harry's POV

"Taylor, hi."

"Mr. Styles, how was student for a day?"

"Great. How was work?"

"Slow. Quiet. Louis got no calls, no meetings. No one."

"Good, so I didn't miss anything?"

"Nope. Hey, is it true Bella is pregnant?"

"No, she took a pregnancy test this morning. It came out negative."

"Who would have been the baby daddy?"

"Um. No idea. Taylor, I have to go. I'll see you tomorrow."

I hung up, and sighed. It got out, and I don't know if there is anything I can do about it now.