Harry Edward Styles - 26 and dominant. an english teacher at Riverside High school.
Opal Margret Carter - 17 and innocent. a junior in high school, so quiet and shy that if you didn't have eyes, you'd never notice her.
but he noticed her.
WARNING...
you know those times in your life where you really don't know what to say next, nor do? where you say something so random from your outbursting confidence that you once loved but now hate?
where you say something you've been meaning to bring up, but you didn't want to be so up forward or seem so excited about, also not want to show you've been thinking about it nearly all night?
that is me, right now.
after i had experienced being up close and personal with Mr. Styles, i wanted to take him on a tour for him to continue whatever was about to go down in the kitchen.
or did i want to continue? did i really want to ask him about it, tell him to never do it again? after all, he is my teacher, i'm his student. we could be in extreme trouble if this was to ever get out, or whatever is going on between the two of us. am i sure i want to go through with the first plan? truthfully, i barely know him. this could turn tables so fast
"yeah, how about that tour, Opal? seeming as you and Haley have your own place, i want to see what teenagers can actually hold down," he stands up, straightening out his pants.
i take the lead down into the hallway, cutting left and entering our living room to find Moana is still playing on the TV.
"as you can see, this is the livingroom"
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{LIVING ROOM ABOVE}
"quite the modern space," he begins to look around the small room. "let me guess, you are very into minimalist-ing," he turns to me with his arms crossed and his eyes bright.
"yes sir, actually we find it very easy to keep our house a lot neater this way," i nod my head towards him, keeping eye contact.
he nods his head back at me, and then walking back out of the room in the hallway. once again, i take lead onto the next room, Haley's room.
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{HALEY'S ROOM ABOVE}
i knock on her door, hearing a very faint "come in" which lead me to open her door. "this is Haley's room," i swing the door open to where he can see.
