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5.

Hey guys! So heres chappy 5,

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Harry's POV -

This past week has all been a blur. Making up with Niall... Taking Niall out on a date... fighting with Niall. I wish I could do the date all over again and most definitely differently. I thought it'd be a new start for me and him, but guess not. It's been a week since we've spoken and I'm starting to go crazy. I miss him so much. I miss his voice and his hugs and just his cheerfulness.

Sure, we've been seeing each other at school, but he never really looks at me. I tried to talk to him ... it just resulted in him wideneing his eyes and running away. I can tell I've really hurt him by coming back and leaving for that matter. I left in him in the middle of everything. I know you think i would've at least had the courtesy to say goodbye and tell him I'm leaving. But no, since I'm Harry Styles aka Cold blooded monster, I just up and left. Without any note. Without any call or text.

I know Niall must have been heartbroken, but I had no choice really! I couldn't risk hurting him or putting him in danger. He doesn't understand that himself. I was only protecting him. All I want is to protect him. I know he doesn't forgive me fully and trust me yet, but I understand that'll take him time.

I'm about to walk to Advanced Calculus when I see a familiar mop of blonde hair enter the classroom. Niall? Suprisingly he came to school today. He's wasn't as regular as before and I think it's partly because I'm in most of his classes and party cause I pretty much destroyed him.

I take my seat at the back of the class. Right beside Niall. He shifts uncomfortably but doesn't say anything. Just avoids all eye contact with me. Just as I'm about to turn my head towards him, the teacher walks in.

But this wasn't our usual teacher?

Hmmm... Substitute day? Hell yeah.

He turns his back to the class immediately and begins to write down his name...

Wait a minute. I recognise this guy?.... Oh my god.... No it can't be.

"Hello class... I am your new teacher. Mr.Parks. You can call me Jonah since Mr.Parks sounds to old. I will be your teacher for the rest of this semester and yeah well... This is advanced calculus. Welcome." He grins widely, so wide that I'm concerned that it just might fall of his face.

But I see right through that act. All lies. He's just pretending to get students to like him. That scum bag.

Okay you must be confused. Let me explain myself.

A couple of months after I left London. I stayed at a motel down in my home town. Cheshire. It wasn't such a happening town the place where I grew up so ... I thought it'd be perfect to lay low for a while correct?

Well I was wrong about that too. Apparently I'm wrong about a lot of things. My mum always did say I never did learn from my mistakes and boy what a person that's helped me become. Note the sarcasm.

Anyways yeah, so I stayed at this motel for about 2 months before this Guy name Jonah Parks showed up and stole my room. Well he didn't steal it... We shared. Since there were no remaining rooms in the Motel so obviously I'm the lucky one that got to room with him -,-

So Jonah moved in... Settled his stuff and he actually seemed pretty decent for the first 2 weeks or so until, I'd notice that something weird was going on.

He'd come back late night when he "assumed" I was asleep when really I wasn't. He'd bring girls to the room and he'd bring this bag along with him. I caught a few sneak peeks a couple of times. You'd think that he was just a horny bastard looking for some action but no this was pretty damn weird.