Y/N'S P.O.V
I stood there. Not really knowing weather to look at Mr.Styles or the principle; that was standing there. Mrs.Gonzalez. She had her arms across her chest. "Y-yes-s Mr-Mrs.Gon-gonzalez?" Mr.Styles stuttered. I felt like running out. I mean, the principle just caught us kissing.
"May I speak to you for a minute?" Her eyes trailed to me. Which made me look away. "Later, you Y/N." She said firmly, before walking in front of Mr.Styles. After they left my sight, I walked to my locker. I didn't want to talk to her. At all.
"Y/N!!" I heard, I closed my locker automically. I looked up, meeting Mrs.Gonzalez. "Come to my office." She then said, turning around. I froze in my position. "Well c'mon!" She scolded. I jumped and quickly walked to her.
We walked to her office in silence. The only thing that was audible was her heels tapping the floor. "Sit." She demanded when we walked in. I obliged and stared at the carpeted floor. "Now. Y/N." She leaned forward. Facing me. I slowly looked up. "I had a talk with Mr.Styles." She fake smiled.
"It was my fault. Its not his." I said out of the blue. "That's funny. He said the same thing." She smirked. I closed my eyes for a while then opened them. "What I saw in there, I was not pleased." Mrs.Gonzalez wrinkled her nose.
Causing me to roll my eyes. "Well,...I'm sorry." I blankly said. "Sorry's not gonna cut it." My eyes shot up. "What do you want?" I rudely asked. "Excuse me Young lady!?" She stood up, but I did not bother to flinch.
"That is no way to talk to your principle!!" She shouted. "Oh! I'm sorry!" I then stood up. "Sit down." She eyed me and the chair. "Forget it! Okay! Do what ever you want with me! I could care less!" I shouted before walking out of the office, hearing my name being yelled.
Since it was like 3:00. No one was near. Except Mr.Styles. I found him biting his nails. "Y/N! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to get you in trouble." His hands landed on my shoulders.
"Its alright. I always get in trouble. Nothing new." I assured him. "I-I gotta go." I stuttered, leaving quickly not letting him have a word.
I walked out of school. I saw Y/F/N and Angela. Screaming at each other. I walked passed them. Until Y/F/N noticed me. "Hey Y/N!!" I closed my eyes and turned around using my heels. "Yes?" "Lets go home. I have to tell you something." Y/F/N pulled me away. We walked to her car.
"What took you so long?" She started the car. "Something happened.." I said. "Yeah, something happened. I want to know why.." She started driving. I saw Angela staring at the car in the side view mirror. She was getting smaller and smaller.
"Answer me!!" She shouted. "Huh?" I slowly turned to her. "What happened?" She asked calmly. "Mr.Styles..An-and I-I--" "GO ON! GO ON!!" Y/F/N smiled widely.
"Kissed.." I said slowly and lowly. "No way!!" She scream. "Yes..Can you please drive? I'm not trying to die right now..." I spoke quietly. "Okay! Okay! But tell me everything.." She smiled. "Alright, just take me home.."
I stepped aside so Y/F/N could come in. We walked up to my room and talked.
"Did he kiss you? Or did you kiss him?" Y/F/N asked. "I don't know. It just happened.." I shrugged. "Y/N..You're acting different..?" Y/F/N inspected me like this morning. "Yeah I'm fine." I rolled my eyes.
"Alright. I'll text you later. Alright?" I nodded, watching her put on her sweater and walked to her car. While I saw Y/F/N car disappear onto the road, I saw a familiar black Range Rover. I saw a face, looking out of the car's window.
I quickly closed my curtains and threw myself onto the bed. Inhaling and exhaling. Thinking about what tomorrow holds for me. Shit.
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"Mornin'! Y/N!!" Y/F/N hugged me. "Hey.." "You seem a bit better than yesterday." She turned me around. "I'm fine..I guess things were making me--" "Thoughtful and stressed..?" Y/F/N guessed. "No--well, kinda yeah.." I agreed.
The more steps I took to English, the more I got nervous. I took my first step in class and I saw Mr.Styles with a smile. Which made me smile. As soon as he saw me, his smile faded.
What?
"Y/N..Y/F/N take a seat..."
"What did you do?"
"I don't know.." We whispered.
I sat two seats away from his desk, Y/F/N right besides me. "Y/N..He's staring at you.." Y/F/N tried to whisper. I slowly looked up, meeting his eyes. Then I looked down at the paper that was given to us. I was probably the only one who wasn't done.
Things ran through my mind.
"Y/N..we need to talk.." Mr.Styles said before placing a chair in front of the door, making sure he wouldnt get locked out.
I looked at Y/F/N before walking to him.
"Y/N..Ms.Gonzalez.." He stared at his feet.
"Told me, to either leave this school. Or she'll tell your parents about the whole thing.." He said rather slowly than usual.
I looked up at him with concern in my eyes. His eyes were filled with fears and questioning.
"What?" I said above a whisper.
"Ms.Gonz--"
"I heard you..But wh-why?" I was getting really scared and nervous.
"Its my fault.." He shook his head.
"Did you already tell her what you decided on?" I asked. This really can't be happening. Yeah, he's a teacher, but that doesn't mean I don't care.
"Yeah.."
"Why?" I whispered.
"I don't want you to get in trouble with your parents.." His arms were around my waist now. I blinked slowly and looked down.
"So..what you're telling me is...You're not teaching here anymore..?" I asked. "Yeah.." He mumbled. "Why would you do that?" I asked.
"I told you already.." He looked at me. Straight in the eye.
"When are you leaving?" "Tomorrow.." He answered.
"Oh.." Without thinking, I hugged him. Even if he was taller than me, it felt comfortable.
I licked my lips, trying not to pull away, but he beat me to it. "Lets get back to class.." He said, I didn't respond, I just went inside.
Him following. I picked up my books and stuffed them in my bag, I knew the bell will ring any minute.
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