Temptation

Chapter 45

BETH'S POV

My heart seems to be skipping beats from having to see the sight in front of me.

I bring myself back behind harry to make it seem like I could just disappear from behind him.

Everyone is holding straight facial expressions. No emotion is showed through their faces, they just stare at the both of us looking emotionless.

Mr. Brown carries a clip board onto his lap, pieces of paper being held by the metal part at the top.

"What the fuck is this?" Harry's voice comes out in annoyance. I look over at my parents who seem to be taken back by Harry's language not only to them, but towards his own mother and the principal at that.

I stay quiet, my nerves seem to be rising by the second and I can't seem to make words.

"Harry-" Anne widens her eyes at him, giving him a signal to remain calm and just listen.

I tug slightly on his black jacket and his eyes look at mine. I nod at him and walk in front of him to sit on the couch opposite of where everyone else sits, harry stands still before following me seconds after.

"Look Harry," mr brown starts to speak. "I just don't get it." He says as he flips through the page on his clip board.

No one speaks., we all wait for him to continue and look through his papers

"Your work, your grades..they're outstanding. Your behavior is what is throwing you off." He says.

"There's a reason why I did all of that shit today," harry starts to speak. His breathing starting to become ridged but I hold onto his arm to tell him to stay out and calm.

"I know you, and I know the god damn school board. You would have blamed every little fucking thing you could have because of what I have a rep of," I know harry would think that this would happen, he was right. "If you would just fucking-"

"Now son, stop with the language." Jeff holds up a hand and Harry's fist tighten at his sides and I wish Jeff wouldn't have said anything right now.

"Fuck you. You don't know shit. None of do." He snaps at Jeff but gestures to everyone.

I clear my throat loudly before Harry says anything else to get him in any more trouble than he already is in.

"Can I," I look over at my parents who seem to have been eyeing at me the entire time. "Can I have a moment with him please?" Anne nods in my direction and I grab harry by the arm before leaving the family room and walking into the kitchen.

"Look, I'm just as confused as you are but telling people off isn't going to do us any better." I remind him and his eyes gaze into mine, they're dark.

"I don't give a shit they-"

"You need to, Harry." I cut him off. "Please just..just listen to what they have to say." I hold both of his arms that are at his sides.

"Please," I beg him and he slowly nods.

We walk back into the room and My mother has her arms crossed over her chest. She's beyond annoyed and completely disappointed in me. As well as my father, who's eyes are fully with disappointment as he rests his elbows on his knees.

"I'm listening," harry says as we both sit down in our original seats.

"Well," mr. Brown starts again. "As I was about to say, your behavior has yet to improve. You've already been suspended in the beginning of the year."

Harry rolls his eyes at the memory.

"I have contacted the board of education and they want to consider an expulsion." What? No.