Styles My Stepbrother (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter Eighteen: Meet and Greet

HANNA'S POV

It's two weeks into the school year and I had successfuly avoided spending too much time with Seth. He was only in two of my classes so it wasn't that hard. Until of course Mr. Pantuso the English teacher had to go and fuck that up.

"Okay class, we're going to be starting a partnered reading project. You and a partner are allowed to choose any book you want to read and write and essay and create a visual representation of. Since I have way too many joksters in this class, yes Derek that means you, I will be choosing your partners for you."

Groan.

"There will be no switching partners. If you have a problem with your partner, well thats too bad so suck it up like I know you guys do on the weekends. Capiche?"

"Capache." We all responded out of reflex.

"Okay, here are the partners..." He then read out a long list of partners. There didn't seem to be any particular pattern to his pickings so I could literally be with anyone. I hope I was with Zayn cause he was in this class. Or Natalia. I had made four new friends, but none of them except Natalia were in this class. The only people I knew in this class were Natalia, Zayn, and Seth

"....Natalia and Zayn, you two are together, and then the last pair is Seth and Hanna." Mr. Pantuso finished. Wait did he just say I was with Seth?!

"Umm Mr. Pantuso, I don't think I can work with Seth." I blurted out.

"And why would that be?" Mr. Pantuso asked as he glared down at me through the glasses that were on the brim of his nose.

"Well umm..." I could just explain to him that I was just trying to avoid Seth because he was a douche.

"That's what I thought. Hanna you will work with Seth and that is final." I shot Zayn a panicked glance and his eyes were just as worried as mine but he gave me a reasurring nod and lowered his hands in a motion that told me to calm down and take a deep breath. I did as he instructed and it worked until I turned and saw Seth watching me with a mischevious glint in his eye and a smirk on his face. Shit, shit, shit...

After class I hurried to try and pack all my books and get out of the classroom before Seth could catch up with me. I wasn't fast enough.

"Hey babe." Seth said sitting on my desk.

"Don't call me that." I said glaring at him. I had made it clear that I wanted nothing to do with him and I knew he knew why.

"Fine, but I'm happy we're working together." He said winking at me. I finally got all my books together and put my backpack on my shoulder.

"Well that makes one of us." I said shoving past him and meeting Natalia and Zayn at the door. That was my last class before my free period so I said goodbye to Natalia and Zayn and went to the car to wait for Harry. He arrived not too long after.

"Hey Harry, do you think it would be alright if I invited some of my friends over this weekend?" I asked.

"You have friends?!" He asked in fake astonishment.

"You're a fucking comedian. Yes I have friends. I want Reagan to meet them all." I said as I sent a text.

"I'm was just kidding. And that's fine. You can do whatever you want remember? It's your house now too." He said looking over at me to make sure I understood.

"Ya I know, it's just hard to get used to." We arrived home and Harry tossed the keys on the table. We worked on Biology homework until the boys arrived, as was their daily ritual.

"Hey babe!" Niall said walking over to me and giving me a quick peck on the lips. Him calling me babe reminded me of when Seth called me that in class today. Speaking of which...