We arrived at school 15 minutes past the bell. The good thing about this was that everyone was already inside, but unfortunately there were a few late students who happened to see me stepping out with Harry, our clothes ruffled.
I straightened myself out and headed towards the front entrance where I found Gus sitting on a bench wit his head leaned back against the walls, eyes closed blasting music in his headphones.
As if he sensed my presence he lazily opened his eyes and spotted me. A smile instantly appeared on his face as he got up to meet me.
Harry who had been a few seconds behind me finally caught up and came face to face with Gus.
They both immediately frowned at each other, Gus ripped his headphones out his ears, "good morning babe".
"Goodmorning", I smile awkwardly and pull him into a quick hug, "you didn't have to wait for me now you're late".
"I don't mind waiting for my girl", he glances at Harry, "what's he doing here?"
" I work here", he responds before I have a chance, " And actually I can report you for skipping class, and give you detention".
"I wasn't skipping class I was waiting for my girlfriend".
"Same thing".
"Could you be any more hypocritical you're late too", I butt in taking Gus' hand into mine, "we'll go check in don't worry".
He glares at me, then opens his mouth as if to say something but closes it . I watch nervously as he straightens out his tie and walks casually past us, lightly grazing me with his shoulder.
He was definitely mad.
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Me and Gus sat together in the back of our home room class, his arm cooly around me. We watched as the teacher began passing out schedules, I anxiously waited tapping my finger on my desk.
The first day of school was always a mess, teachers didn't know where they're supposed to be, and neither did students.
It was definitely disappointing being back here, as soon as I saw the sea of girls with the same "trending" red hair and white adidas I was instantly disappointed.
Me and Gus always stood out from the crowd with our tattooed unique looks. We both had a nose hoop that people always loved to point out matched. We actually had them done out 8th grade year together, it was supposed to be a celebration of us moving up into high school.
The teacher approached us and asked me for my name, I quickly replied "Lana Owens" and she handed me my schedule.
I felt my stomach irrupt in butterflies when I saw Harry's name finely printed under two spots: second and fourth period.
Damn it, there was no escaping him.
Suddenly a knock caught everyone's attention and the squeak of the classroom door followed as a head of gorgeous brown curls appeared. Harry smiles charmingly at the students and then to the middle aged beaten down woman who was now blushing intensely.
"Goodmorning m'am would you mind if I borrowed Lana for a quick minute ?"
All the heads in the room turned to me, my cheeks caught on fire as I glanced up knowingly at Harry.
I could tell by the way he was looking at me that this wasn't going to be a quick minute.
"Of course Mr.Styles! That's no problem", the woman blushed embarrassing herself.
I sighed and looked at Gus apologetically ,"I'll catch you later babe text me your schedule when you get it", then I followed Harry out the class.
"What the hell are you doing", I whispered as soon as the door shut behind us.
"Did you get your schedule?"
"Yes why are you on it?!"
"Because", he smirked, " your mom asked to watch out for you at school so here I am".
"I feel like you have other intentions", I turn with him into a stairway at the end of the hall, one barely anyone ever uses.
"What kind of intentions do you think I have", he suddenly pulls me into his arms, "Dirty ones ?"
"Harry not at school we could get caught!"
"That's what makes it exciting", he huskily whispers as he softly slams me back against the wall and pulls me into a kiss.
I tried to struggle but as always I gave in to his cherry lips and black ice scent.
I felt as his hands slide from my neck down to the bottom of my spine and then resting on my ass. As the kiss deepened his hand slid under my skirt and began squeezing.
"Oh daddy", I moan as quietly as I can muster, reaching down to rub his bulge.
"You want daddy don't you?" He breaks off the kiss and gazes into my eyes. His right hand raises to cover my mouth as his left hand quickly slides from my butt to the front of my panties and rather swiftly gets past the fabric as he starts to play with me.
The amazing sensation was making my hips involuntary begin to grind and Harry lower himself slightly so that his hands could better rub my now wet pussy.
I gripped his hair and leaned my head back taking in his 2 larger fingers.
"Oh god", I mumble into his hand.
He smiles devilishly and begins to rub my clit with his thumb, routinely with his other fingers. I squeeze my eyes shut tight as the intense sensation of an orgasm rushes through me, devouring me in pleasure.
Harry feels his fingers get wetter and knows it's over. He pulls them out and then proceeds to lick them clean.
"Now get to class".
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