Forbidden Love (Teacher/Student) · h.s *EDITING*

Chapter 11

Throughout the lesson we would keep exchanging glances but I would look away. I need to get over him, fast.

"Carly?" He called out, everyone turned towards me. 

"What would you like to use music towards, in the future?" Harry asked, I hadn't realised he had gone around the whole class of 22 already. 

"Um..." I nervously thought, I hate speaking in front of people. "Basically, I wan't to become a singer or something?" I blushed, looking down at my notes. 

Everyone snickered, and turned back to Mr Styles, he smiled widely, obviously knowing what I would like to do as my dad mentioning it a few times at dinner. 

"Well, we will be doing a singing course in a few weeks! We will have a little show in the class maybe? I would love to hear your voice!" He looked down, smirking. Others started muttering about the singing lesson coming up, and the small 'show' he was thinking about. "And the rest of you!"

Why would he try and embarrass me in front of the class, he know's I hate performing in front of a crowd, not even one person. He knew that, as I had a breakdown and ended up in his arms. But he doesn't care, maybe that's what he used me for, to know my weaknesses and to hurt me at school in front of everyone! Why would you even consider a show!? 

By the end of the lesson, I wanted to get out. He wouldn't stop with the picking on me, and calling me out in class. I bet I look like a tomato right now, and I need to get home and just cry all my fear, anger and heart brake out. I was last leaving with no word, not even a 'thank you' or 'see you later'. But he caught me before I managed to grab the door I ignored him and tried to get away, but he caught my wrist. 

"I'm sorry... I feel more comfortable talking to you in the class than the others" He smiles, remembering to let go of my wrist as others walk by. I just stared at him, amazed he came up with an excuse. 

"Yeah, whatever..." I broke the gaze and stormed out of the class to find Michael and Calum waiting for me. We all walked home together, in the end it was just Calum and I, walking up the street to where we live. 

"Do you wanna hang out tonight?" Calum asks, as we stand just outside my drive way fiddling with the straps of his rucksack. 

"I don't know, as I have another assignment in for tomorrow and I haven't started it? We have tomorrow? As well as Friday though!" I reason with him, I'm not in the mood to do anything tonight. I just wan't to cry. 

"It's all right, I have one too!" He adds. We both awkwardly stood there for a while as Harry pulled up outside the drive, he noticed Calum standing there and raised his eyebrows before quickly driving away. 

"Was that Mr Styles?" He asked, pointing at the car, forgetting about my put together excuse. 

"I don't know? I heard he lives up there somewhere?" I just shrug, lying to my best friend. 

"Oh? Well, I'm going to go and start this assignment! See you tomorrow?" Calum awkwardly waves and walks across the road heading towards his house. 

I notice Harry drive past my house again and he stops this time to pull in he wasn't smiling he just looked angry and disappointed, I don't know how to explain the look on his face. He jumped out of his large car and totally ignored me and went inside the house leaving the door wide open for me. 

Well someone's not happy. 

"Harry?" I shout around the house until I go into the kitchen, finding him boiling some water. I wanted to confront him on everything that has happened since meeting him, bad and good. When I get over to him I notice his head was down and he was heavily breathing. "You could answer!" 

He looks down at me for a second for me to realise his cheeks are covered in tears. What the hell happened? I took him in my arms and held his huge body for a while.  

I wanted to comfort him badly because no one deserves to be like this, but there was nothing I could really say except repeating "Everything is okay" into his ear, which seemed to kind of help because he pulled away and wiped his eyes minuets later.

"Harry? What happened?" I finally asked.

"I-I made a mistake..." He sighed, pouring the lukewarm water into his mug of tea. 

"What kind of mistake?" I tried to get more information. 

"Doesn't matter" He rolls his eyes, chucking the used spoon into the bowl, and making his way up to his room. "I can't talk right now, I just need space" 

I was left there with dozens of questions, without any answers, but I just left it there. I hardly knew him, and his problems are his and not mine. But I'm still worrying about him... 

I decided to take myself to my room and cry for a while because my emotions have just built up higher from toady's events, and what made it worse was being told I'm basically mistake by two people, and then seeing Harry cry tonight, and I still don't know why. All I know is that;

I miss him...

Harry's P.O.V

She actually cared about me for those few minuets.

When I saw her with another guy, I don't know if it was Luke. But I think it was... She moved on quicker than I thought, and I'm finding it harder knowing I hurt her, while she was taken with him. 

I shouldn't of let my emotions out on her, but I couldn't help it. My heart is aching to be loved by the girl who I teach, and who I now live with.

I started marking today's work knowing it might take my mind off of things, especially Carly. I was doing well, marking one after another, until I found her school work in the bundle of papers. I can't escape her; she's everything I see, I even live with her now, as well as go to school with her. And now the time I need, to get over her.

Its only been a few days, but I miss her.