fostered {h.s}

022

harry's pov

For an older woman, Coach Hayes is pretty strong. She literally ripped me off of him. I'm somewhat glad she had, because I would've gotten myself expelled if she hadn't.

I looked over to see Izzy shaking her head at me and I looked away, staring at Derrick.

"Harry. Get your ass out of this gym. Right now."

I huffed and she let go of my arms. I pointed my finger at Derrick and roared at him.

"You touch her again, you won't come out with a pretty face next time." I threatened, my voice at a whisper.

I then walked out of the gym with rumors already being spread.

"Harry! I told you! I told you not to do anything!" Izzy yelled at me and pulled me into a janitors closet, shutting the door behind me.

"Why are we in a clo-"

"Don't change the subject. Everyone's going to know, they-they're going to, why would you-" She starts panicking but shushed her and spoke.

"I couldn't let him get away with it. I'm not done with him, either. Everyone will view him differently. They'll think he's a bad dude. Quinn will finally break up with him. Isn't this what you wanted? For Quinn and him to be over?"

"Not this way! Harry I don't want anyone knowing what happened. That's why I didn't tell you! I don't want people to think he took advantage of me because he fücking didn't. Maybe Quinn would've realized that he was not right for her or-"

"So you would take the chances of letting what happened to you happen to her? Great friend you are, Izzy." I stated and saw the shock laid on her features when I did.

She gasped and backed away from me.

"No, Belle. I didn't mean it like th-" I started but she already had her hand on the door handle. Before I could even protest, she had already swung the janitors closet door open, and walked away from me. She slammed the door as she walked out and went the opposite direction of the gym.

"Dammit." I groaned and kicked the yellow mop bucket that was in the corner.

A few minutes after Izzy had left, I opened the closet door and made my way to the administrators office.

Mrs. Hayes never said to go there, which I found quite odd, but I know I'm not going to get away with it. I'm really hoping I can walk away from all of this with just a few detentions-no referral or suspension necessary.

As I made my way to the office, I kept pondering what just happened with Iz in my head. I should've known she'd be pissed. I know I've made mistakes in my lifetime, but this would definitely have a number one or two placing on the list of 'Harry's dumbass decisions.'

Opening the door that read the principals name was definitely something not new. I've been called down here more than once, but in my defense, they're all stupid reasons.

Once I got called because of a prank in the bathrooms in sophomore year. I put vape juice all in the air refreshers, which I have no clue how they found that out but whatever. The other time was when I put an air horn under the teachers seat. Very original, I'm aware.

"Styles. Fancy seeing you here. Actually nevermind. Not weird at all, take a seat please." Mrs. Holmes glared at me and I took a seat on the cushioned chair across from her.

"Explain. You were doing so good. You haven't gotten into any shenanigans since sophomore year."

"But that was only last year. Not that big of a time jump-right sorry. I was in the gym and practice was about to start and then I saw Derrick and he did something pretty awful so I slammed him against the wall. No big deal."

"Well maybe I can help you out. Would you mind telling me what he did?" She questioned and got out her pink sparkly notepad, ready to take note of what he did that could've caused my first outbreak as a junior.

"Yes, actually. I would mind."

She huffed and out the notepad down, keeping her eyes on me.

"Harry, if you don't tell me, I'm going to have to give you Saturday detention for two weeks." She rasped with her smokers lung. I love how she tries to hide the fact that she's a smoker, but in reality, everyone knows and can smell it when she entered the school. Very unprofessional in my opinion.

"Okay fine then. I'm not telling you so that you tell the other administrators and then a student overhears, then it's around the school by tomorrow morning. I would never do that to her. She's already mad."

"Who? Who's already mad?" She questioned once again.

God! Enough with the questions! I almost spoke those words aloud, but bit my tongue.

"N-nobody. Are we done here?" I asked and she handed me a sheet of paper, indicating I have two Saturday detentions through the course of the next two weeks.

She then ordered me to get back to practice and apologize to Derrick and Mrs. Hayes for everything. I then laughed in her face.

"All due respect Ma'am, but I'd rather repeat freshman Sex Ed than apologize to that scum bag." I spoke politely and a chuckle escaped her lips as she pointed to the door.

I walked back to the gym to see volleyball practice and basketball practice in session. I walked over to the volleyball side first and went up to Mrs. Hayes.

"Hello Ma'am. I just wanted to formally apologize for the way I acted earlier. I realize I should not have brought violence on school grounds, and it won't happen again."

"Yeah right, Harry. You and I both know that was bullshit. You don't care about anything you just said. To be honest neither do I. I'm sure he deserved it and I really think you were doing it for her, but legally I had to break it apart. If I weren't a teacher, I'd let you beat his ass." She laughed and I chuckled.

"How did you know it was about Belle?" I asked her and she shrugged.

"Maybe the fact that you said and I quote 'you touch her again, you won't come out with a pretty face next time' But that is simply just a thought.

I nodded and looked over to Izzy who was just glaring at me. I walked over to her and pulled her wrist, begging for her to talk to me. She walked away from the court with me and motioned her hands for me to talk.

"I'm sorry, Belle. I wasn't thinking. I'll beat him up some other time." I spoke and she sighed, nodding. "Are we still besties for the resties?"

She giggled and nodded. She leaned forward, catching me off guard but then I remembered.

The bet.

Her lips grazed mine and I leaned closer, grasping her bottom lip between mine and tugging. Her lips pushed against mine. The kiss was longer than our quick ones just to prove we were together. She quickly pulled away when my name was called from my coach, insisting I need to be in the practice.

"See? That's some good as acting! That kiss was so believable." I smirked and she rolled her eyes, saying goodbye as I went to my practice and she went to hers. She bent over, putting her hands on her knees getting into position to play.

Damn.

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