I want HIM back (Larry/Elounor)

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(Harry's P.O.V.)

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Finally Last week of classes! Just few more days until I get out of here. Today is like the last week of school and Louis and I are probably be pulling off a party as usual. I looked at my watch, 5 minutes until the bell rings

I was already hunched in my seat playing with my pen clicking it at my desk. Mr. Hemmings was lazily sitting at his chair playing with his phone. Mr. Hemmings isn't your average highschool teacher. A tall blonde dude with a nice sense of humor. He isn't as old as the rest of our teachers. He isn't as old as Mr. Grimshaw but heck he is sexy. I think he has a soft for our music teacher, Mr. Irwin. 

My mind drifted off as I waited for the bells to ring, indicating that the last period is over. My fingers fumbled to my bracelets which Louis gave me last year for my birthday. It wasn't too expensive, but anything from my boyfriend will do. Plus it's from Louis, so heck yeah it's special.

Then the bell rang. I grabbed my things from my desk as I dumped them in my bag. I walked towards Mr. Hemmingsto pass my activity. As I approached Mr. Hemmings, there was a smug look in his face. "Ah Harry, er Mr. Styles. I have noticed that the pass few activities and exams that you are passing to me are, how should I put this? Yes, fluctuating." he said while looking to my paper.

I shook my head and mumbled a simple "Fuck you, who cares?" to him, but unfortunately, he heard it. He grabbed my hand. " Please stay behind. I want to talk you Mr. Styles."

I nodded and simply took a seat in the front row. "But Mr. Hemming I gotta go and my boyfrie-" I was about to explain it to him but he only cut me off as he said

"Excuses Mr. Styles but please, don't call me Mr. Hemmings, call me Daddy" he said as my eyes was about to explode in my head as i felt lips crashing in my mouth. His hands were roaming my body. 

He slipped his hands to the hem of my shirt, slowly taking of my thin piece of clothing. He was feverishly kissing me as I hear him growl. "Kiss me back you slut!"

I am so dead

Then I felt a bulge comming out from his pants. Uh oh. This is not fucking good. I tried to break free from him but that only made his grip on my tighter. My shirt was already at the floor

Mr. Hemmings took his button down shirt. I almost moaned at the sight of his body. His toned abs were heaven. He started trailing down kisses at my neck as I moaned when he reached my soft spot. .then seconds later he was already taking his belt and shimming his pants down his ankles and his boxers was also down.

"Now suc-"

"Mr. Styles!!" 

I heard a shout comming from the front of the room. Jesus that was just a dream. I still can't forget how Mr. Hemmings tried to make me suck of his di-

"Mr. Styles!!"

My head shooted upwards as I saw Mr. Scott Mills, our history teacher , crossing his arms with a very very serious face. "ughhh, yes Mr. Mills?" I asked innocently as I heard snickers from my classmates. "Will you please go to the bathroom if you need to wank?" he asked. My cheeks flushed red as of now, everyone was laughing at me.

I heard some saying "gay" "fag" "queer" but I shook them off. I simply yet embarassingly seated on my seat. "What was that?" Zayn, one of my best mates asked me while holding his stomach from all those giggles. "Ha.Ha.Ha." I shook my head as Mr. Mills proceeded to the lesson.

Half an hour passed as the bell rang telling us that school's over. I hunched my bag to my shoulder as Zayn straddled next to me as we went out of the room. But I felt a hand pulling me inside the room.

"Mr. Malik, will you please let me excuse Harry here so I could talk to him about his grades?" he asked "Go on mate meet me at the parking lot." I said as he nodded his head and scrurried down the halls.

"Please seat down." I nodded but this time not to close to his table but close to the door. I am afraid that if my dream was a warning or something, then I should be alarmed and alert.

Is Mr. Mills gay? I knew that there were rumors of him and Mr. Grimshaw being in a relationship but other than that, no. I know that he have a family, so it means he have a wife. So is he gay? or bi? or will he use me because he is confused with his sexuality?

"Harry" Mr. Mills said sternly with a serious look etched on his face. "I am quite afraid, Mr. Styles that you might repeat this grade. With your attitude, behavior and grades, I might recommend you to repeat this grade." he said while looking at me. 

His glasses were placed at the bridge of his nose. "What?!?!" I paniced, just then I realized what he meant. Pnick was rushing to me. What did he mean repeat? Repeat my ass!! "No!!! you can't do that!" I screamed as I pounded my fists at his mahogany table. 

He winced at my actions. "See you soon Mr. Styles, and if I don't see a change in atttude for the last week of school. I'll be expecting you again in grade 10. Good bye." he waved me off, demanding me that I shpuld exit. Like what the hell? 

As I opened the door I was met by a pair of shiny blue eyes. "Harry, I thought you'll be the one waiting by our door. Not the other way around" he laughed, jokingly pouting his lips. Oh those soft plump lips. But in my dismay he stayed 'angry' at me for a while as he gave in. 

"Hey Har what took you so lo-" I interrupted him by shoving him to the wall and crushing out lips together. Our lips moved in sync. They were dancing together with rythm as I placed my hands to his hips bringing our bodies together.

"Mr. Styles and Mr. Tomlinson, office now!!" I let go of Louis' hips as I awkwardly followed Mr. Hemmings to his office. Louis looked at me with a confused look.

What the hell?

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Soooooo part One ayee