He's My... My Teacher?! (Zainourry)

Part 14

Heyo sorry I took so long. really I wanted to update this book after my other one but I'm literally so stuck on it it isn't even funny.

Also, I'm updating on my phone now cause my laptop hates me 💁

By the way... I did tell you guys this is a mystery book right? :]

Harry's Pov

So that thing with Liam and Justin happened. We may have gotten just a teeny bit angry but it's our fault for not really establishing anything so we can't really be that mad.

...
Does that mean we didn't teach Liam a lesson? No.

Does that also mean he is possibly just being able to walk properly when that happened weeks ago?

....

Yes.

But its okay we're over it now.

Anygay, our graduation was yesterday. We got to listen to our principle drone on, got our little pieces of paper for all our hard work, pretended we were tough and none of it phased us until Niall said he was proud and we all broke down.

...

It was a very very emotional time indeed.

But hey if we celebrated finally being considered adults with celebratory sex you'll never know

Wait I guess you would know since I just told you w-

Damnit

Well, whatever at least I-

*BONK*

Who the fuck just threw this milk cartoon at me

"HAROLD, YOU DRUNK ALL THE FUCKING MILK GO GET SOME MORE BEFORE WE FIGHT," Zayn yelled from the kitchen.

I would yell back something sassy but I wouldn't put it pass Zayn to actually fight me over milk so...

I grabbed my jacket and wallet and ran out of there.

It was then when I realized I forgot my keys.

WELL I guess I'm walking
I'm sorry but I am too damn lazy to back up those steps into Niall's house.

As I walked to the store I thought of what we're gonna do now since we're out of high school.

Zayn was already accepted into his dream school to study art.

Liam was accepted into multiple schools, he's still choosing which but he already decided to major in music.

Louis doesn't know what the hell he's gonna do but at least he was accepted into many colleges so all he has to do is choose a major.

I'm an indecisive little piece of shit
No, I'm not worried about what college I'm attending I already chose but I don't know whether or not I want to:

Go to an art school like Zaynie and major in art.

Go to college and become a doctor.

Or

Go to college and became a mathematician.

Yes I know none of those jobs have anything to do with each other but shut up that's why.

I spot the grocery ahead of me and quickly walk to it. I step inside just to immediately go into the dairy section a grab a carton of milk.

I jog back to the front to get in lin-

And why the FUCK are these lines so long?
Its 9 am in the fucking morning, I just want to buy milk for god's sake.

I'm extremely awkward so I try to pass the time by scrolling on my phone, browsing some magazines and glancing around.

As I'm looking around for like the fifth time I spot a man in a hoodie behind me staring directly at me. I turn around to see if he's staring at someone else but there are just the mother and her kids in front of me.

I turn back around to my original spot and pray he's just daydreaming or something.

Minutes pass and I can still feel his stare on my back.

Soon enough I'm at the front of the line. I get ringed up and pay for it and start to walk off with my bag.

My curiosity get the best of me and I glance back to see the same man following after me.

I start to jog out of the store and once I'm out, I sprint back to Niall's house while looking behind me every ten seconds to see the man gone. But I kept running as my paranoia wasn't gonna let me live it down.

I got to the front of Niall's house I slow and try to collect myself as best as I can before heading inside.

Jesus

It's time to go back to the gym.

I head upstairs and open the door, in the living room is Niall and Louis, Liam and Zayn are in the kitchen. I drop the bag on one of the sofas and crawl onto Niall's lap and curl up into a ball. He starts to pet my hair.

"You okay love?"

I just nodded and nuzzled my hair on his chest.

*Uh Oh*

Far away stands a building, in the midst of a city. Around it people are buzzing, constantly moving, constantly doing. All different yet the same. There's those who are fair, kind, hard-working, sincere. Then there are those who are cruel, narcissistic, rude, greedy ... malicious. But what they all have in common is that not one would ever step foot in this building. It isn't made for the weak. Its aura is so gloomy and somber its seems like the light doesn't even think of touching this black fortress. Its windows tinted black. The curves and slants drive away any animals (or humans) that may even just desire a glance. Many think the building is abandoned, that as brave and tall it stands, it is just empty.

And that is correct.

To the human eyes.

There is a whole organization running beneath its floors, behind its windows and its been running for centuries. As the time grows it grows. Men, women and other alike have been working, obeying and leading in this building. Collecting. Collecting what others don't see and what they do. Being hidden, invisible right under everyone noses yet controlling there choices.

Secretly they are everyone fear.

And what might they be collecting you ask?

Well,

It's you.

A/n

;)

Enjoy.