Bad Blood 2 (h.s.)

Part 109

Part 109

Harry.

My hands fold under my head as I lay in bed, a smile still playing on my lips. Beth is so confident; so in tune with what she wants. I blame that partially on me and my constant need for her, but she willingly took her shirt off and kissed me like she meant it. There is no way tomorrow will be easy, the first day of actual class starting. She doesn't sit next to me anymore, her seat in the front of the room and mine's in the back, next to some nerd.

My eyes look through my phone, looking at all our photos and smiling even bigger. There is no way this girl can be real. She's amazing. And I love her more than anything.

After a long night of no sleep and just reading her letters to me, I finally crawl out of bed and shower, excited for another day with Beth. God, I just- I can't get enough of her. Possessive behavior around her doesn't even begin to describe the sense of protection I need to give her. She's beautiful and any guy can see that. She's mine; no one but me can have her.

Pulling on a button up, my fingers button the plaid shirt and I pull up my jeans. I push the sleeves to my elbows and I form my hair back, not wanting my hair curly to make me look 17. My hands grab my backpack, never using since I was in high school, and I walk to the front door. After grabbing my phone and my keys, I walk out and pursue down the sidewalk and across the street. Once in the campus, multiple students walk around the halls, my head shaking at the young ones for their first year. Their backpacks are almost the same weight as they are and look like they'll tip over any second. I walk down the halls and into Professor Green's lecture hall. She smiles at me and I walk to the back, the class starting. Beth's not in the room though and my heart drops.

She'd never miss a class. She's so particular.

"Okay, before I begin, does anyone have any questions to ask? I'm not a normal professor; I like to talk to people and I'm nice. See, I smile," she says, cracking a smile on her lips. I can't bring myself to laugh because Beth is not showing up. My leg keeps bobbing up and down in anxiousness, afraid something happened to her.

People ask a few questions and I bury my head in my hands, my head pounding that I don't know where she is. She can't leave me again. What if Greg got to her? Holy shit, she could be alone with someone.

Almost fifteen minutes pass and a man walks through the door, Beth following after him. Chancellor Evens smiles at Beth and I perk up, Professor Green walking to them. They talk for a second and they laugh, Beth excusing herself and sitting down in her seat. My eyes follow her every move and the Chancellor waves to her before walking out of the room.

The class drones on and I end up on my phone, not interested in hearing things I already know. I'm brought out of my thoughts when the professor calls me, my eyes looking up.

"Mr. Styles, what do you think about this story?" she asks, my eyes focused on her beady blue eyes.

"All this story is, is about a complete douchebag that falls in love with a girl he had no chance with. But seeming as though, like all literature, it would seem he fell for the pretty girl and now he's in a load of crap because of it."

Beth smiles and looks at the professor. "Mr. Styles, that was the most illiterate explanation of Romeo and Juliet I have ever heard. But you managed to make it so that you told the truth. But I am going to need you to read."

Shit.

I open my mouth to read, but she stops me. "You have to stand up here and read," she says, my lips releasing a sigh. My feet stand and I walk towards the front of the room, towering over my professor.