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[6] "I know what you're doing."

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And i already have chapter 7 ready, so if i get alot of votes and comments i'll upload it faster! ;)

And also, sorry for any misspellings or grammar wrongs, i've said it before, but since im from sweden i can probably make some wrongs.

Harry’s P.O.V

”Take a seat.” Mr. Tomlinson said and I gave him a flirtatious smile and bit down my lower lip and did what he said. I decided to sit on the second row, not to obvious I wanted to be close to him, and not to far away from him. The classroom got full fast and when everybody had sat down I was Mr. Tomlinson rise from his seat and wrote his name on the whiteboard. “My name is Mr. Tomlinson, and I’m you new teacher. Today I was thinking we could just get to know each other, and then I’ll tell you what I was thinking we’d do the next weeks ahead.” He told us and we hummed happily that we wouldn’t have to do any work today. “Does anyone have any questions?” he smiled a bright smiled and a girl, which name I couldn’t quite remember, put her hand up. “Yes, Isabelle?”

“Are you single?” She asked him and leaned a little more on her desk and winked at him. I made a gagging sound and she sent me an angry glance. The people around us chuckled and I could even see Mr. Tomlinson give away a smile.

“No, I’m not single.” He smiled and that Isabelle chick slumped back in her chair. I guess she thought she had a chance with him. But oh so wrong she is. I’m the one with a chance. He might be straight, but I don’t care, no one can resist me.

After a few more questions he decided that was enough and he started to talk about what we was supposed to work about now.

“So, I was thinking that we could work about some more modern authors. You have probably already worked about Shakespeare already and I thought it’d be fun to talk about books written the generation.” He told us. He took a pen and started to write som authors on the whiteboard.

Veronica Roth

John Green

Cassandra Clare

J.K Rowling

Suzanne Collins

Richelle Mead

E.L James

“This is some of the authors I was thinking about, and I’m pretty sure all of you have already heard about J.K Rowling who wrote Harry Potter, and some of you have hopefully heard about some other. Suzanne Collins for example is the one who wrote The Hunger Games, John Green have many great books, and I’m also sure you’ve heard about the books Fifty Shades Of Grey E.L James wrote.” Everybody nodded, and they actually even listened to him, like no one did to our last English teacher. Either it’s because he’s new, or just because he is who he is.  “I’ve chosen the authors most known books and you choose yourself which book you want to read and when you have read the book you are going to talk about the book with the others who have chose the same book. Is that okay?” Everybody said yes. “Since it’s our first lesson together today I’ll let you go early.” Everybody cheered. “See you on Wednesday.” Everybody packed their things and got out of their seats and out of the classroom while I took my time to get some alone time with him.

When I purposely slow have packed all my things and everyone is out of the room I went to Mr. Tomlinson’s desk.

“Oh, Harry, right?” He asked and I nodded. “Did you want anything special?” He now asked me and pushed his glasses higher up on his nose like he did before the lesson had started.

“I just wanted to tell you how great you seem to be, and thank you for not making us write about the book, I’m not the best writer.” I told him and smiled shyly. Of course I wasn’t shy, I just wanted him to notice me better. Maybe now when he knew I wasn’t really a good writer, he could give me some extra lessons, just him and I. The thought made me smile.

“Okay, I’ll keep that in mind, and of you ever need help with anything, just ask.”

“Thank you Mr. Tomlinson.” I said and laid my hand on his arm and gave him my smile a use when I flirt with people. “Bye.” And before he had time to answer anything I was out of the door and when I turned to corner, that Isabelle stood there with another girl, probably her friend.

“I know what you’re doing.” She told me. She almost sounded mad?

“What do you mean?” I furrowed my eyebrows at her.

“You’re gonna try to get him in bed, but you know what? You won’t succeed, because I’m getting him first, so I recommend you to back off.”

“Woah, calm your tits girl. I’ve never said I’m planning to get him in bed, but if I am, you’re not the one to stop me.” I told her and walked past her and purposely hit her shoulder with my own and smirked as she almost fell over, but luckily for her, her friend caught her in time.

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It was now Wednesday morning and I had chemistry with Mrs. Collins, and while she was going through a PowerPoint, I was having a nap. The lads and I had a movie night yesterday, and we might have been drinking some beers and some Redbull Vodka, which ended with not so many hours sleep, so I’m kind of catching up on my sleep now.

“Styles, pay attention.” Mrs. Collins said. She must have seen me napping. She isn’t usually a strict teacher, but she didn’t like when some of us wasn’t paying attention to her endless talking. She was young and pretty I guess. She had long brown hair that was usually in a low bun and big brown eyes. I knew a lot of guys wanted her in bed, but she was marries already and really didn’t seem to be that type to ever cheat on her husband.

I sat up straighter but leaned my head in my hand and might have fallen asleep like that.

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“Today it’s time to choose your book!” Mr. Tomlinson said and gazed out over all students. On his desk laid 7 piles with different books in each. Mr. Tomlinson told us we could all come to the front to pick our book and I did as he told us and read the summary for all the books. If we were gonna read I’d like to read an actual interesting book. I could see most of the guys choosing Fifty Shades Of Grey, but I prefer not to read about a hetero couple having sex on every second page. I’ve heard a lot those books, and heard its very pornographic. Many girls chose Vampire Academy by Richelle. I had one book in each hand, I couldn’t quite choose one. In my right hand I had Cassandra Clare’s City of Bones which seemed really interesting. And in my left I had The Fault In Our Stars by John Green. I’ve heard a lot good things about that book, so in the end, I placed City of Bones back on the desk and held The Fault In Our Stars tightly in my hand.

“Good choice.” A voice said and I looked up to see Mr. Tomlinson leaning over my shoulder and nodding to the book placed in my hands.

This chapter is a bit longer than my usual chapters! I really hope you liked it!

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