Educate _ h.s

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I look at Harry unable to find the right words. He was incredibly charming and handsome. Oh so godly handsome. Hazel was such a credit to him too. I envied the way he had brought her up on his own. He scratched the back of his neck and coughed. I look into his eyes, momentarily getting lost in them. I sent him a small smile. Surely a date won't be so bad? I smile and nod. "Yeah sure, what harm can a date be" I smile. He sends a smile back and we probably look like a bunch of goofs sitting and smiling at each other. "Daddy," Hazel pulls on his shirt. Harry looks down, smiling even wider. "Hey Princess, what's wrong?" He asks. She nuzzles into his side sweetly. "I want to sit with you." She says. He sighs and lifts her up into the seat next to him. She looks up at him. "Can I have some of your food Dad?" She asks. He laughs and nods. "Got the stomach of her father I guess" he jokes. Someone takes a seat next to me and I recognize him, its Niall. He places his tray down. He leans over and ruffles Hazel's hair. "Hey!" She screams. "Uncle Niall" She pouts. "Niall! It took me forever to plait her hair this morning," Harry sighs. He then points at Hazel, "And you, you know to call Uncle Ni, Mr Horan here, okay?" He scolds. I guess it can be quite wrong for only Hazel to be excused for calling Niall by his first name.

   Just before the bell was due to go, Harry made Hazel go back to her friends, after she had eaten three quarters of his food. We began to walk back to our class rooms. I walk into mine and begin to clean up the last few bits. "How about we have a little story time for the last hour, I'll read them a book, your class can come into mine?" He suggest and I gladly accept. The bell soon goes, I take the register and then walk them into Harry's class. They all sit by his whiteboard and Harry has a book in his hand. Goodbye Mr. Tom. I had read the book before and it was one of my favorites. Harry started to read and I watched as his lips moved. I felt someone sit next to me and I noticed it was Hazel. I smiled down at her. "I like it when Daddy reads" She whispers. "He's a very good reader" I smile, conversing. "He reads to me before bed" She states. I nod. "What does he read to you?" I ponder. "Jacqueline Wilson books" She smiles. "They are my favorites. I'm getting quite good at reading them and Daddy tries really hard to help me" She informs me. How can Harry be honestly so sweet and genuine. "Oh!" She says remembering something. "And, when she has a new book out, Daddy said he'll take me to meet her and she'll sign my book, how cool!" She says getting a bit excited. I try to hush her giggling.

  The bell goes and I usher my class out, along with Harry and the parents pick them up. Harry goes into his class room with Hazel, who was running down the corridor, IPad in hand with Harry chasing behind her. Making me giggle. I walk into my class room and sit down taking in a deep breath. I pull out my phone and ring my Mum. "Hi sweet! You okay? How was your first day?"She asks in her normal cheery voice. I smile. "I'm good Mum, just finished for the day. Are you okay? What have you been up today?" I ask. I hear rustling and then she answers telling me how she went to Morrisons and bumped into Jane, who I had no idea who the hell Jane was, as had a long chat with her. Me and my Mum spoke for a while and I ended the call. There was a knock at my door and Hazels head popped round the corner. "Hello, can I come in?" She asks. I nod. "Of course, whats up?" I ask. She smiles. "Nothing, Daddy's boring me. Thought I could come in and show you my game!" She smiles brightly. I nod and giggle. She comes over to my chair and sits up in my lap, I laugh at her outgoing personality. "See, you slide them like this," She says pointing to some sweet and I recognize the game, Candy Crush. "And then that's it! But I'm on level ten, and Daddy's on level two hundred and twenty four. So I'm trying to catch up with him. But Daddy always plays it." She tells me. It was about half an hour of watching sweets exploding in a line of three before Harry walked in. "You told me you were going to uncle Niall!" Harry says. "Sorry! I thought Miss Fray would be more interesting!" She smiles at her Dad. I look at her, "You can call me Hollie when everyone else isn't around, sweet" I smile and she nods at me. "I'm sorry if she bothered you, I'm guessing you want to get home" He says beckoning for Hazel to come over to him. She jumps of my lap and waddles over to him. She passes him the IPad and he slips it into his laptop bag. "In return of my daughter torturing you, would you like to come over for a takeaway?" he offers. I mentally picture my fridge at home. Empty as fuck. I look at his pleading eyes. I smile and nod. "But, I don't want to be a bother." I say. He shakes his head.

  Harry's apartment was immensely clean. I adored it. Hazel takes hold of my hand and drags me to her room claiming she wants to show me her toys. Her room was so clean for her age. She showed me the majority of her toys, after about forty five minutes I noticed Harry at the door. "Hey" He smiles. Hazel is way to busy playing with Barbie dolls. I have numerous clips in my hair from Hazel, I didn't look good. I'm supposed to impress my date, yet here I am with clips in so many places in my hair and it just isn't working. He takes my hand and guides me downstairs. He sits me on the breakfast bar seat and starts to slowly take clips out my hair. "I'm sorry. She gets a little carried away. You should see me when she does my hair." he smiles. "You hair is quite long to be fair, you have to expect it." I laugh. He pulls the last clip out and then smiles. "Done".

  Harry had ordered us a pizza. We ate it and then he went and put Hazel to sleep claiming she had a late night last night because they watched a film and then went to sleep late. I smile at the lazy Harry in front of me. "Would you like to watch a film?" He asks. I nod. "No action or horrors though" I say smiling. "I was thinking a comedy actually. Hows Grown Ups?" I nod in response.