Second Year Teacher

Chapter 7: The Conference

**A/N that last chapter went to ThoseRaeChicks because their soo cute(:(: haha this chapter goes to angrybirdie because of LET ME LOVE YOU<333 when I was reading that. i died of adorableness.yes. <3Sheaaa oh! please read my completed story, Until My Last Breath, I've heard its good(: and its a tear-jerker(:**

LOOK IN THE MARGIN OF THE STORY, ITS A VIDEO OF ZAYN SINGING HIS SOLO FOR LIVE WHILE WE'RE YOUNG! #LWWY!

Alexis POV-next friday.

Its been more than a week since my little 'meeting' with Peter, but I've been watching my back every second. "You can never be too safe" I kept saying to myself. Me and Julia pulled up to my brother's building, and Rebecca answered the door. "Hey Aunt Alexis!" she said, pulling me into a tight hug. Rebecca was about 15 now, but she loved playing with Julia so much. I hopped back into the car, and was off to Julia's Parent - Teacher conference.

I pulled up to a parking spot, and zipped up my jacket, as a car pulled up next to me. I pulled my little hood over my hair, so it wouldn't get wet from the rain. "Parent - Teacher confrence?" A husky voice asked from behind me. "Yeah" I turned around, elated that this time it wasn't Peter. The man was wearing a grey beanine, a warm brown jacket, and a pair of Raybans. "Me too" he said, shooting me a happy grin. He held the door for me as I walked in, "Who are you looking for?" his husky voice said sweetly. "Mr. Styles?" I replied. "Oh, right over here" I followed him, feeling a weird sense of trust in this guy. We walked up to a door, with a little rectangle window going down the center. He pulled out keys and unlocked the door. He pulled off his beanie and raybans, "Mr. Styles, nice to meet you" he said, with a smile. "Alexis Raisman" I said, shaking his hand. "Its finally nice to see you, not through a car window" he said playfully, escorting me into his classroom.

"Julia is such a pleasure to have in class" he said, pulling a chair out for me to sit on, such a gentleman. "Really?" I said, raising my eyebrow. "Yes, she is such a sweet little girl, I see where she gets her amazing personality from" he said, with a wink, "Did she tell you that I'm her best friend?" he said. I smiled to him, "Yes, and how you call each other big and little musician". "Yeah" he shot a sweet smile back to me, I couldn't help but stare at his perfect features. His perfectly messy curls, shining emerald eyes, his dimple on his left cheek. "Julia is a very talented writer and performer, for only being second year." he said, handing me a little portfolio. I flipped through eyeing all the pictures, smiley faces, and flowers.

I laughed and giggled at all the misspelled words, and glitter. Then Mr. Styles spoke up, "On the second day, we presented some interesting facts about ourselves, and she proudly said she had no Dad, like all the other kids..." I felt my eyes tear up a little, Peter came back to my mind. "Don't cry" Mr. Styles said, his soft but gentle grip rubbing my arm, "No, just... its fine" I said, he wiped the single tear falling down my cheek, his hand moved slowly to resting on top of mine. I felt some butterflies in my stomach, and I tried not to giggle. "Alright" Another perfect smile rose to Mr. Styles' lips. "Yeah, its complicated" I said, pushing a piece of hair behind my ear.

I felt myself leaning in, but I just coudln't pull back, until my lips gently brushed his. I felt his hand grasp mine, as his other cupped the side of my face. We pulled away quickly, and he gave me a shy smile. "Harry" he said quietly, "Call me Harry" I smiled back to him. "Okay, Harry, I'll see you soon" I said with a smile, standing up, and pushing my chair in. "Wait!" he spun me around really fast, "Here" he said, placing something in my hand, "See you soon" he said gently kissing my cheek. I walked out of the room with the biggest smile plastered on my face, and tried my hardest not to scream like a crazy fangirl.