They say I'm too young to love you
You say I'm too dumb to see
They judge me like a picture book
By the colors, like they forgot to readDays passed by and I had talked more and more with Alex. Jack went mia on me and the weekend was nearly over.
Alex seemed a nice guy and he was becoming a friend. But sometimes he just flirted with me and both knew I did never stop him, but then I felt bad since thoughts of Jack echoed my mind. And Mr Styles was there in my mind to.
I remembered his eyes so well, and I couldn't stop thinking about them.
The way they sparkl and-
"Anna, you ok?" It was Jack, who was smiling to me and seemed a little worried. We were walking and he was saying... something.
I felt real bad. He deserved more than a girl that could not make up her mind.
"I.. I'm not feeling well." I simply said avoiding his stare.
He was about to say something but a phone started ringing. It was his. Mine didn't have that stupid sound.
I got up and left.
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I had never willed the school day to go by faster in my life. It was Thursday meaning there was only one more day until the weekend. Part of me knew that that wasn't the only reason I was willing the day to go by faster.
I knew it was wrong to admit but I wanted to see Harry. I wasn't sure what it was about him that made me feel like the stereotypical giggling school girl but he did.
As the day progressed, I felt myself getting antsy to be in the same room as him. I arrived a couple of minutes late as always and he didn't punish me for it. There was a pop quiz today and not surprisingly I knew the answers easily. For once.
I was one of the first ones finished so instead of gawking at him the entire time, I figured it was best to busy myself with reading. I took out the book I'd been reading for the past couple of days to busy myself.
"Yeah? Oh it's you uncle," Alex was there, and I suddenly relaxed. "I arrived a few days ago, yes. Really? I didn't know you were working in this town. Of course we can meet! Do you mind if I bring a friend?"
I stopped listening to him, it was none of my business anyway, so I kept reading.
When he hang the phone he saw me and smiled wide to me.
"Do you want to meet my uncle? He's teaching here at your school. It'll be good, you'll see."
I just nodded with my head, since I couldn't keep Mr Styles off my mind. After a little bit walking, the uncomfortable silence was killing me and it was all my fault.
"Alex, mm.. I'm sorry but I have to go. My classes start soon-"
"Hey uncle Harry! Lemme introduce you two; Anna, this is Harry and Harry this is Anna."
When I heard that name I forgot everything I was saying and met up his gaze, who was burning into me.
It couldn't be happening to me. Not this and not now. In school.
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Fanfictionin which a seventeen-years-old runs a blog about the crush she has on her twenty-eight-years-old teacher and he sees it. © reputeation This story is a mess and I apologize for it. Read at your own risk. Sequel is available.