Mr.Styles the teacher. (Harry styles)--being edited--

Chapter 7. Time to know

On Monday it has been three days that I found out I was pregnant with twins. How the hell am I supposed to take care of two babies. I still have to go to school and in one year I graduate. That's not enough time! I haven't told Sam yet since, but I am telling her today. After Mr.Styles class I am gonna talk to him about it too. I am more than terrified to talk to Mr.Styles about it. But I have to tell him, don't I? I don't know, at first I didn't want to tell him but now I kinda do. Maybe he will change his mind up a little. Sam is right though, he is cute but I won't admit it to anyone.

The same morning routine goes on. I get up out of bed and I get some food since I am so hungry. I go back upstairs to my room and I change out of my clothes I wore to bed. I look at my self and my bump just wearing panties and a bra. I put a hand on top of my bump and try sucking in but that doesn't work. I sigh and put a blank tanktop on then I pull a sweater on. I put yoga pants in and my slide on uggs. I fix my hair and make up quickly in the bathroom in front if the mirror. I get my books and my purse as I fling my purse around my shoulder. I run downstairs and into the kitchen as I take more sips of my water. I hug my brother and Stacy.

"Bye guys." I say to them. "Bye dad!" I shout since he was upstairs still.

"Bye!" He yells back.

I run outside in to Sams car as I sit in the passenger seat. I sit down and buckle myself in as I put my books in my lap and my purse on top. "Hey Sam." I say to her.

"Hey, what's up?" She asks smiling.

"Nothing." I reply as she starts driving towards the terrible school.

"So how is your baby? You never gave me the update." She smiles.

"Well, I found something out. It's not just a baby, it's twins." I say and look at her eyes go wide and he jaw drops.

"How the hell are you gonna manage that? Two? And you still have school and Mr.Styles."

"I don't know. I just want what's best for my babies."

She nods pulling into her parking spot at school. We both get out together and walk up to the school.

"Wow, look at this slut." I hear a voice call. Sounded like a man. I turn around and see Cole looking at me. I look at my stomach and it's noticeable bump but it wasn't enormous yet.

"I am not a slut." I mumble.

"Obviously you are. You pregnant or you're just a fat ass." He says as I frown and turn away walking towards my locker. I get my stuff and I take it to first class. I sit down at my seat and the "popular" girl looks at me.

"Slut." She whispers making me sigh and wipe my eyes. How do they know? Is it such a big deal to them? It is an accident but I won't speak up and tell everyone that.

Through my classes I was being called slut by one person or more. It tired me and I hated it. I wear one thing making it kinda noticeable and the first response I get is slut. I hate people sometimes too much. At lunch I sat with Sam and her friends as I ate quietly. They all talked and laughed as I kept my head down. Sam tried making me talk but all I did was sat there silent. I wasn't in the mood. Way too depressed to talk. During last class, Mr.styles class I was also silent. Whole he was teaching I watched him paying no attention other than to his perfect hair on his head his chocolate colored hair. I thought of what to say. Mr.Styles I am having you kids, no I shouldn't say that. How about, I slept with you and now I am having twins, no not that either. I sigh hearing the loud obnoxious bell buzz through my ears as everyone gets up and runs out.

"Sam, I am gonna talk to Mr.styles." I tell her and she nods going out of the class room. Soon everyone was gone and I slowly and embarrassedly shut the class room door.

"Miss.Martin what are you still doing here?" Mr.styles asks in his perfect accent.

"Uh.. I need to speak to you privately." I say as he nods.

"About what?"

"Well, um about a couple months ago did you go to a party by any chance?" I ask him as he looks at me like I knew something.

"Why?" He nervously asked.

"Well uh... I was at the party. We slept together and I don't know how much you can tell but,... I am pregnant with twins now."

"W-What?" He asks and looks at me. "I am not the father if that's what you're trying to get at."

"You actually are." I say and take a deep breath.

"No I am not, I never slept with a student. Even if I was drunk I would never do such a thing." He denies it.

"I have photos of us the night of the party." I take my I phone 5S out and show him the picture of us kissing, me only in a bra and panties, he was only in boxers.

He takes the phone out of my hands and looks at the picture. "They're not my babies. Didn't you sleep with someone else too?" He asks.

"No, I was a virgin up until I slept with you. "

"I don't know, come by my place is we can speak about this."

"Where do you live?"

"Why don't you come with me, I promise I wont hurt you I just have to leave and we can talk about this."

"Okay, I have to call my friend and tell her I can't go with her." I sag and take my phone calling Sam and telling her it's okay to leave.