He quickly pushed himself off me as I rushed to my closet and put a random shirt on.
"Yeah, I was just leaving" Mr. Styles spoke to my mom at the door.
"Oh no worries, she needs a lecture anyways" she said with a smile as I sat at the edge of my bed.
Mr. Styles paid close attention to her words before she took off with him.
I sighed and silently thanked my mom because who knows how far I would have let that guy go.
This isn't right.
I have to let him know this whatever this shit is that we have is all over.
He's my principal, I'm a student and that is so wrong on so many levels.
It has to stop.
Plus, I have a date anyways and he's cute, hot and has an accent.
I go for the quiff, I was never into curls.
And Zayn doesn't have a typical british name.
Its unique and his last name is Malik.
It suits him, he was a nice smile, cute eyes, killer lashes and pretty ears.
And his jawline gives me life I swear, he'd cut through my whole existence with it and I wouldn't mind.
Anyways.
Mr. Styles is nothing like Zayn, poler opposites....
...I shouldn't be comparing them.
Its wrong, and weird.
He's my principle and Zayn is a friend so there are huge differences.
One is a man and the other a boy, I rather boys my age so whatever.
"Honey Mr. Styles said he'll continue his lecture tomorrow, in school" she said almost excited for my punishment.
If she only knew.
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Daddy H.S au
Fanfiction"You have an attitude, a very bad one for a sixteen year old" he spoke as he walked around his desk and sat lightly on the edge and he stared down at me. I rolled my eyes and chewed my gum loudly as I continued to swing my legs on the chair. My wor...
