• BROKEN

Chapter 3

"The green eyes shine upon you." Green Eyes by Coldplay.

I would lie if I say that Harry Styles isn't attractive at all. That sharp jawline that he got could cut any bitch's throat. But the most beautiful part of him is his eyes and his mouth. His eyes are really a beautiful shade of green. They are more beautiful than mine. And his mouth, the most perfect heart shaped lips. I wonder if he puts lipstick on 'cause his lips are so pink.

When Beth sneeze next to me, that's when I realized that the principal is out of the class and that I've been gawking over my maths teacher. How embarrassing is that?

"He's quite... good looking, isn't he?" Beth whispered next to me.
Oh, so I'm not the only one, I thought.

I was about to answer Beth when a really deep and raspy voice reached my ears.

"Good morning everyone." It was him. I didn't think he would have such deep voice. But it's really sexy though.

I was busy replaying his voice in my head that I didn't noticed that answered him and introduced themselves and that it was my turn to do so.

I quickly got up from my chair and started speaking.

"Uhm... My name is Amyra Young and I am 17." I finished my sentence and lifted my head to look at Mr. Styles to find him looking at a paper with a frown on his face. That frown was quickly replaced with a small smile when he looked at me.

"Thank You Ms. Young. You may sit down." He gave me one last smile and a small nod before continuing with the others.

After a moment of everyone introducing themselves, Mr. Styles went to his desk and sat down, asking our permission to start the most head-aching class of the world.

Like we have a choice handsome dumbass, I thought.

We agreed and he started the class. What he was explaining seemed really foreign and boring to me and my head ache a lot. I didn't understand anything that he was writing on the board. So I took this as a cue and zoned out of the class. I started thinking what it would be like to have my father by my side, what my life would look like if he hadn't left. This was the only thing I always thought about. Even though I dislike my father (I wouldn't say 'Hate' 'cause that is a really strong word), I really wanted to have him and Nathan with us, my mother and I. I always wonder what Nathan would be really looking like. Was he handsome? Did he have green eyes like mine? I always had too many questions but no answers.

Pretty soon, my thoughts were cut off by a loud noise. It was the bell signaling that the maths class is over.

"Thank god it is over!" I murmured to Beth who was putting her bag on her shoulder.

"Shut the fuck up. The bell ruined everything." She scowled. 

"What do you mean?" I looked at with confusion. As much as i know Beth she doesn't like Maths.

"What I mean is.... who would want to leave a class when you got a teacher like this." She pointed towards Mr. Styles who was looking at some papers.

"Are you out of your mind." I scolded her.

"Don't stop me. I don't have a boyfriend so I have the right to please my eyes. Unlike you." She half whispered half yelled at me.

"Don't bring Daniel in this. You're practically drooling over a man who is probably eight or ten years older than you!" She rolled her eyes, ignoring me and made her way towards the door. And I followed her.

Just when we were close to the door, I heard the same deep raspy voice.
"Ms. Young, can I talk to you please?" It took me a second to realize that it was Mr. Harry Styles.

I looked at Beth for help but in return I only got a wink and her walking away, swaying her hips. I groaned and made my way towards the man with green eyes.

His eyes was still fixated on that god damn white paper. I cleared my throat before speaking. "Y-Yes sir?"

When his eyes met mine, I felt all the air getting knock out of my lungs. Being close to him made me have a better view of his eyes. Far away his eyes looked like any normal green eyes, just like mine. But it really wasn't. His eyes were so beautiful that it could actually melt any girls heart. But there was a problem. There was no light in them. They seemed dull as if someone took the life out of his eyes. Although he had a smile on his face, it didn't match up to his eyes. But still, they looked truly beautiful. My thoughts were broken when he spoke.

"I need to do some serious talking with you Ms.  Young."

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Hello ...
Now first, HAPPY NEW YEAR 2018 to everyone. I know its late to say this BUT still...
I am not going to give any advice like "spread positivity" or "be good to everyone" 'cause i give really shitty advices so a simple "SPREAD THE LOVE" will work.
Thank you for reading this chapter and uh .. if you could please vote that'll be nice.