That Co-Worker [Harry Styles]

Chapter Eighty-Eight

Chapter Eighty-Eight

* H a r r y *

I walked instead of driving to Milton Road Primary School because the distance wasn't as far. Getting there was only a ten minuet walk compared to a three minuet drive.

I dressed as professional as I can be, wearing a red button up dress shirt with my black skinny jeans, and black dress shoes. To be a little extra fancy, I threw on a white blazer Darcy bought me a few months ago. It was white... I don't really find that color my taste. Also, to complete my presentable state, I had a fresh hair cut by Bernard. His father is a barber and learned from him. I was happy on how it came out but my hair is again short.

Anyways, I opened the front office where a lot of people were in cubicles and in them secretaries. I walked up one cubicle, where a young woman - about twenty - looked up with a gigantic perfect grin.

"Hi, how can I help you?" She exclaimed in the happiest mood. This time it didn't bother me, but had a relaxing vibe on her light English accent. It sounded like she was from the city Wales.

"I am a substitute." I replied, moving my over-the-shoulder bag to the side a little more. She made a move that made my head tilt.

"Choir substitute?" She points with her revealing smile. "Mr. Styles?"

"Yes." I answered with a grin.

"It's rare to see young guy teachers here." She typed on her keyboard while speaking. "There are so many old teachers. Anyways, just remember that your room is down this hall, out those doors, go to the left, then right, and you'll see the sign with the funky letters, choir! I'll tell them you're here. They are waiting for you now." She chirped, then gave me the key of the room.

With that I walked to the directions she has given me, seeing the big letters above the double doors and kids waiting with big eyes looking up at me.

"You're not our choir lecturer." Spoke a little girl.

I smiled and knelt down. "I know but Mrs. Walker went on a holiday for two weeks and I am here to take care of your voices." The kids giggled at me, making me chuckles too. "I know how much you guys love choir." They all shouted with glee.

Entering the choir room, I smiled wide and proud. There was something inside me that made my heart warm, and that never happens to me. At least around Darcy, but this - this made me realize my career. Teaching choir to those who love it too. It excites me - it flattens me to the ground.

With chills still around my skin, I set my things down at the side of the piano. Entering someone at the side door, with kids shouting, "Mary!" My head sees a woman, a tall woman with blonde hair and very fit. She smiles but had imperfect teeth, unlike Mary's.

Was her name really Mary? No way in hell I'm calling her that. The blonde head, said hello to the little kids who seem to really love this lady but something about her accent signify that she was not from Britain. It sounded Russian.

She turned to me and smiled clearly not caring of her teeth. "Hi, I am the pianist here. You must be the substitute." She is most definitely a Russian. "I'm Mary." Nope, I don't want to call her hy her last name.

"Is your name an abbreviation?" I just asked without even replying and introducing myself. [Mary] looked at me funny and slightly giggled.

"No, It's my real name." She laughed then turned to set her bag where my stuff was set but since mine was the set them somewhere else inside the room.

Ignoring where she went, I looked at the settled kids. In my thought, they were screaming and yelling making it miserable for me, but no. "Hi guys, I'm Mr. Styles. I am a soon to be choir director - someday and it is my dream to teach choir kids or teens." They had all ears upon my presentation on who I am before I got their vocals at use. "Anyone love it?"

They all answered differently on how they loved the subject. I heard that this school is very involved on music and especially choir songs. Since it's still autumn, they are focusing on pitch matching, self-confidence, section competition, and theory. It will be easy to teach that.

Working with the kids was too good to be true. They are obedient and really good with their singing. In my surprise, they have really good vowels for kids their age. They kind of remind me of the kids of The Cambridge Singers.

I was inside the choir room as my class headed for their lunch break for forty minutes. So it was only me and Mary inside the classroom. I sat down inside the office right in front of Mary's little space where she keeps her things. My hand was on my mouth, watching her eat her food. It was so gentle, so careful while she chewed so damn slow. Despite of her skinny figure, she was eating right. It bothered me so much I wanted her to eat like a human, not like a fucking princess. For some reason it frustrated me that she was here, plus her name is Mary.

The door opened in my surprise I literally ran out my office door. Darcy holding a bag of two plates. I smiled wide when I saw her, hugged her even.

"Afternoon, baby." I kissed her lips quickly before snatching the bag off her hands, and heard her gasp as I ran to the office. I'm sure [Mary] heard and saw our affection.

"Harry!" She said in the most cutest shout then noticed she wasn't running after me. "Oh, my apology! I'm Darcy. How are you?" I heard her speak. No fucking way she noticed her.

I walk out the door to capture Mary and Darcy shaking hands with a big greeting grin. I scoffed and walked over.

"You're American!" Mary's voice echoed.

"You're Russian?" Darcy said in confusion yet pleased to know she is from another country not from here. Mary nodded.

"Yes, I am. I'm from Russia but came here because I wanted to explore different countries. My father is American and my mother Russian. That's why I know English but I barely learned it around when I was ten and so that's why I have the strong Russian accent." Darcy look so intensive and interested but before time would run out...

"Mary, lets eat." Once I said that, Mary turned to me, widening her eyes. "My girlfriend." I took Darcy's hand. She turned even more red. Darcy noticed her different face color then looked at me.

"Okay." Darcy chirped, "He calls me Mary." and that's when Mary understood.

I turned back while she looked unbelievably embarrassed, collecting her things and organizing them.

"I bought us Chinese food, Harry." She claps as she sits on a chair next to mine. "I got your favorite."

Darcy told me more about Lance and Libby's experiences only making me cringe. I kept asking her to stop but she laughed and kept going, how could Libby destroy my precious Darcy's curious mind. At the same time, she seems more comfortable saying the word sex to me. In my head, I know she is craving me.

I leaned back on my chair just having a thought of her expression just watching me lean back with my legs opened with one leg crossed over the other. Her eyes seem to be struggling to look at my face as she spoke about what she wants to plan on Saturday. We rarely go out, since we end up talking under the clouded sky. We have had multiple of dates but I get bored of the same things we have already done, such as: movies, ice skating, fancy big (really expensive) restaurants, circus, carnivals, and walks in the park. Now, I put my hands behind my head as she looks at me with an awkward shy smile.

"Are you teasing me?" She commenced to play with her hair. I knew it was a sign that she was nervous. "Not here Harry." Darcy whispered getting a little flushed - pink as her cheeks grew around about.

My response was only silence, a quiet significant silence. Looking at her in the longest period, as she turned scarlet red and cutely waved her hand for me to quit it. I laughed, and sat back to normal then get on my feet to hover over her. She looked up at me, then stood up.

"Harry." She shyly laughed, giving me a push to the side. My foot didn't move by her 'push' but leaned to the side a little. "Not here."

A little chuckle slipped, grabbing her head and tucking it on my chest. The feeling of her hugging back spread goosebumps. She gasped but held me.

"I know, it's just I couldn't help seeing you wonder about me... Did you?"

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SORRY GUYS but I am trying to update on my vacation in Mexico!!