A Teacher's Obsession || H.S || A.u

Chapter 2 part 2

FRESHMEN YEAR

| Harry Edward Styles |

DONATELLA  4:26 P.M: Do not call or text this number anymore. Do not have contact with Donatella. She does not want a fuck up like you. You are a piece of shit. Donatella  only started talking to you because she felt bad for you. If you have any contact with her on or offline there will be some serious trouble for harassment. Your contact with Donatella stops right now when you are done reading  this sentence.
                 (Read at 4:27)
Good. Good. Everything is good now. I stopped the problem. No more worrying. Everything is fine. Donatella is fine now, because of me. She's gonna be alright. She is not gonna see that son of a bitch again. She's not gonna get her heart broken.

Resting my head back on the bathroom wall, I  smile. She's gonna  be okay. I stopped it before it could progress.

I delete his number on her phone but not before reading the messages they sent to each other. That little parasite almost got her under his spell but she is too good for him. She wouldn't fall for a dweeb like him. Don is just a young girl, and they do stupid things sometimes. She just so happened to unfortunately think what they had was real.

Good thing she forgot to take her phone home and left it with me. Don would've gone back to texting that douche. I rest the phone on top of the small little table near the bathtub. Sliding down in the tub I go under the water. Holding my breath and smiling. Opening my eyes not caring if they burned a little. I was just so happy. I stay like this for a few seconds before sitting up again.

Today went well. Not counting making Donatella sad but the rest. With us together after school. It was wonderful.

I dry my hands and grab her phone again. Looking through her pictures she took. In almost all of them she looked adorable. She had many with her friends and mother. But the ones with her alone was magnificent. Not being able to contain myself I type in my phone number and send myself the pictures. I was going to delete the messages later after the photos were saved to my phone.

I read through her text messages. Not bothering to read the ones she had with her mother but with her friends instead. No one would tell their parent everything about them. I learned a lot about her through her messages with Jade Katsopolis and Dale Cochran.  I was mentioned once or twice but those were just about the books that were read for class or the essays given.

I know on Tuesday she went over to Jade's house for a sleep over and she brought gummy bears with her. And on Wednesday her mother was not home because of work. I angrily read over texts about Andrew Forester  and happily read text about anything that did not mention boys or dating.

After a few scrolls over uninteresting text on had caught my eye. Donatella had texted Jade that I was cute. Grinning I read over the conversation. She was writing about how I had beautiful eyes and a adorable smile. She wrote about how my voice was 'so raspy it'll make a girl squeal ' and that my curls suited me.

I let out a sigh of happiness and relax in the water.

She thinks I'm cute.

[ A | n  there you go it's short. I feel like shit. This chapter will be rewritten soon
Fun fact: I hate ghost readers. I am wasting my time writing because I  want to please y'all and almost all of y'all don't just read and do not vote or comment. I literally  do not spend hours working on this book hoping you all like this, to get no feedback. The fuck?

Vote and comment please.

Bye my hoes