Deception
Cassie's POV
I walk into my second class of the day, advanced literacy. I am greeted by a man that couldn't be more than six years older than I.
"Hello miss, what is your name?" the not-so-bad-looking professor asks me.
"Cassie, Cassie Turner," I smile shyly before turning my head to the floor and slumping into a seat near the back.
"Okay, class, take your seats. I am going to take roll, just to see what our average attendance should look like this quarter." He turns to his desk, but abruptly turns back to us. "Oh, by the way, you may call meProffesor Parker." He began the roll, calling out random names I didn't know.
As my name is called, I slightly raise my hand. Mr. Parker closes the folder but does a double-take, as if he missed something.
"Oh I almost forgot. Is there a...Harry Styles here?" My heart immediately drops into my stomach at the familiar name.
Harry Styles.
The one at the bar.
The one Payton warned me about.
When no one responds to the call, Mr. Parker shakes his head before closing the folder and placing it in a large oak cabinet.
Just as he begins his lecture about the year, the door is thrown open.
And of course, none other than Harry Styles barges into the classroom.
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"Where were you, Styles?" Mr. Parker asks, a hint of annoyance in his voice.
"I'm sorry I have better things to do than sit and rot in this shit hole," he says sarcastically while rolling his eyes. His jade eyes roam the room for an open seat. I try to cover my face with my hand, suddenly very interested in the syllabus in front of me. But of course, God is not on my side today, as I hear the chair next to mine screech. I slowly remove my hand from my face, only to be met with mesmerising green eyes.
"Hello love, I believe we've met before..." I am frozen at the way the words roll off his tongue, doused in a deep British accent.
Stay away from him, Cassie.
He's bad news.
He just plays girls like toys.
Payton's words of warning invade my mind.
As Mr. Parker begins his lecture, I try to pay attention, but soon feel a large hand sneaking up my thigh. I jerk my leg away, keeping my eyes on the board.
"Don't resist me, love," he says humorously, a deep chuckle escaping his lips.
I grit my teeth, trying to listen to my professor's words.
But once again, Harry's hand sneaks up my thigh. I swat his hand this time, a sound of disgust leaving my lips.
"Ms. Turner, Mr. Styles, do you have anything you'd like to share with the class?" I blush, while Harry just lets out a loose laugh.
"No, of course not, professor," Harry says mockingly. I can't help the giggle that falls from my lips.
"You know what, you guys go finish your conversation in the hallway," Mr. Parker scolds us, pointing towards the door. Harry scoffs, while heading towards the door. Heat rushes to my cheeks as I follow in pursuit of Harry.
As soon as the classroom door is shut, I am pushed against the cold tile wall. I feel Harry's hot breath on my ear as he whispers,
"Why are you resisting me?" His voice is low and seductive. I quickly scoff as I push his hard chest away. I cross my arms over my chest.
"I don't even know you."
"Well you better start taking notes, because I like you.
And I always get what I want."
His lips are about to crash onto mine, but luckily the bell rings and people rush into the halls.
"'Till next time, Cassandra." And then he's gone.
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Deception || harry styles
FanfictionCassie Turner. She has perfected the art of shutting people out for the past four years. But everything goes downhill as the known bad boy, Harry Styles, takes an interest in Cassie. Harry tries to break her walls down, but little does he know, that...
