Sex with the teacher/ Harry styles

Chapter 10

I knew what was coming. He was going to punch Dylan. I've known Harry for 14 years and in those 14 years every single move of his was recorded in my brain.

He was facing Dylan, the whole corridor silent. Dylan was silent. Harry lifted his hands and was about to aim for Dylan's face, before I caught hold of it. Harry turned around and when he saw me his face softened

"Everyone leave" he commanded to the students as they quickly scurried out of the corridors while picking their bags

"Come in the classroom" Harry said as he carefully led me to the classroom

"Whys he doing this to you?" He cried

"I already told you" I sighed

"I know. But why. Just cause you rejected him. Is he that disgusting to stoop so low" Harry said in anger

"Yes" I replied. Dylan was the cheapest and most low human being I've ever seen

"Your cheeks swollen" he said as he stroked my swollen cheek with his long fingers

"Harry. I don't think this is right" I said a it uneasy with his affection. He can't forgot that he is my teacher

"What do you mean?" He asked as he removed his fingers from my cheek

"You and I keep forgetting you're my teacher. This is not right for a teacher and student to get too close" I said

"So you're just forgetting that we were best friends" he snapped

"That's the key word Harry. We were" I repeated emphasising the 'were'. Immediately his eyes turned into a very dark shade of green. I was frightened. I was intimidated

Just before I could figure anything out, my soft body was crashed on the class door. I looked up to see a fuming Harry. His eyes darker than black

"So you can't see this. You can't see how much I care about you. You can't see how much I want you to be my best friend, you can't see how much I want you back in my life" he snapped, his mysterious eyes never leaving mine. I gulped too scared to answer

"Tell me" he said as he nudged my shoulders. I winced in pain. My eyes cracking tears

"Ha-Harry st-stop" I whispered as his nails dug into my skin. I knew he had anger management but I never knew how bad they could get

"Why can't you see I'm trying to get you back in my life" he said

"Ever since I came here you hardly talk to me. You ignore me. It's as if you don't want me to be with you ever again" he said. Pain and sorrow shown in his tone of voice. Betrayal written all over his eyes

"If you want to be with me so bad, you wouldn't have left me" I whispered as I sobbed

"You wouldn't have forgotten me. You wouldn't have forgotten you're best friend" I whispered as tears trickled faster down my cheek

"For fuck sake Bella. Why can't you understand" he said as he punched the door next to my head.

"I didn't forgot you, but I wanted too" he said. If he was thinking this is going to make me feel any better, it wasn't. It was making me more upset

"Why did you want to forget me" I asked gulping. I was hurt.

"I can't tell you" he whispered as he as he backed away from me

"Then I don't see why I'm wasting my time here" I said as I opened the classroom door. Luckily no one was lurking in the corridor

"Where are you going?" Harry's deep and raspy voice boomed. Echoing throughout the corridor

"Home" I said as I closed the classroom door. I ran out of the college building in tears. Ignoring the stares I was getting. Seriously everything was better than it was now. Harry wasn't making anything easier for me

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Harry's POV

Why can't she understand why I wanted to forget her

I couldn't see her like this. I wanted her. I needed her

But she'll never understand anything. She's too broken and even I don't know how I can fix it

I sat on the classroom desk, my mind flooding to memories of her. Her fragile body, her long hair, her soft cheeks. Her beauty was dazzling and I don't understand how people could ignore this

Probably because she dressed like she had respect for her. Probably cause she wasn't caked in 20 pounds of makeup. Probably cause she wasn't fake. Probably cause she wasn't like any other girl here

She was different. And that's something I loved about her

Just then a loud ringing of my phone disrupted me from my wonders of Bella. I took my phone out of my pocket and looked at who was calling me

Joe

'Why was Bella's mum calling me?' I thought in my head. I answered it and a crying mum was heard

"Joe what happened" I said as I heard her muffled sobs through the phone

"Bella" she sobbed. I immediately stood up. Panic taking my features

"What happened to Bella" I said in panic. This couldn't be good

"Bella started cou-coughing up blood and she fa-fainted" her mum said and my phone slipped out of my hand...

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