Phone sex (harry styles)

Chapter 7

Unedited chapter.

AN : I don't want anyone to play Emma because I just find that it will be boring. So no one is playing Emma. You can imagine Emma as you want.

Phone sex

Chapter 7

I stare at myself in the mirror, I just look horrible. As much as I brush my hair, it just won't behave. I attempt one more time to make it look nice, but I fail. I sigh putting it in a high pony tail. Gathering my bag, I quickly head out the door to Katie's car. I should really buy a car.. even if I know that Katie doesn't really mind me using her car.

The ride from home to the university this morning was calm, and the roads were practically empty. Plus the weather wasn't too bad for once, but it didn't really make me relax... Harry, that was all I could think about, too bad he's such a jerk.

" The author wants us to believe in 'happy endings', he wants us to see life in another way, another vision. " Mr Park said writing ' Happy ending ' on the blackboard. Happy endings don't exist well beside in Disney movies. I wish we had a Happy ending. We?

" Who wants to say something about the author's choice? " Mr Park asked. Many students raised their hands. What can I say, there are so smart people.

" I personally think happy endings exist, They happen in books so why won't they happen in real life? "  Brenda's sharp voice said. Bitch, she has a boyfriend, a car and she is still living with her parents. It's obvious she believes in happy endings.

" Miss Anderson, anything you wanna add? " The teacher asked me.

" Nope " I shook my head.

After 30min of pure torture, the bell finally rang.. I slowly put all my stuff in my bag and slowly made my way to the door because I didn't want to meet or speak or even see Matty- because I was sure that I was gonna break out in front of him and let everything out-.

I'm not sure if I hate him, or if I'm just pissed.. I just wanna be alone. I'm distant these days with everything happening in my life, I keep pushing people away, or are they the ones pushing me? That's the question.

" Miss Anderson, the essay. "

The essay?

no no no no no no.

The essay, I forgot about it oh my god.. I'm sure Mr Parker will give me more essays for the rest of the year.

" Sir, I'm..er.. I forgot, I totally forgot I'm sorry, just give me time! " I  begged.

" Miss Anderson, I told you-"

" YOU KNOW WHAT SIR, I DON'T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT THIS FREAKING ESSAY! OKAY? BECAUSE I DON'T KNOW WHO I WANNA BE OR WHO I EVEN AM? " My voice was dropping low when I noticed that I was shouting.. at my teacher.

I'm screwed.

" It's okay, next week Miss Anderson please." He nodded then exited the door.

Mr Parker not shouting. Me shocked.

Maybe he's not really a dick as I thought.

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A/N:

Hey.. It's short I know.

Okay okay okay, I'm so sorry so so sorry for not updating. I had a lot going on.

I had exams, and I was very stressed. My dog died, and I was very depressed like really depressed. And also, I just didn't feel good, I fought with some friends of mine  that really meant a lot to me anyway.

I don't know if I should continue writing this book, I'm really thinking about stopping! I don't know, let me know if you wanna read more.

PM ME, COMMENT - i really want you to comment - AND VOTE if you wanna read more.

And I wanted to thank for 8k you guys are the best, thank you.

I love you.

Stay fab.

Rita.