Forbidden Love (Teacher/Student) · h.s *EDITING*

Chapter 25

"Well? Anyone gonna tell me what's going on?" I nudge them both with my elbows, making them groan quite loudly. 

"I slept at Michael's..." Gabs began to giggle like a child, I sat there mouth wide open. I was surprised Gabs would even go up his drive way, but staying in his bed is mind blowing!

"WHAT!" I squeal, we decided we would go to my bedroom and talk about this, because we don't want my parent's to hear details. Forgetting about the movie we all ran up the stairs to my room that hasn't been touched since early this morning. 

As we approach the slightly opened wooden door, I push it fully open with a nudge of my back because I was still laughing and discussing a story Lauren was on about. It wasn't until my I noticed the surprised faces on my friend's, that Harry was in my room...

Looking through my drawers...

"WHAT THE FUCK HARRY?" I groan. I have no personal life at all. "WHY ARE YOU ARE YOU EVEN IN MY FUCKING ROOM?" I was tempted to hit him, but I refrain myself from the idea. 

"I-I was looking for one of my tops, it's gone missing..." He stutters through his explanation, I obviously knew he was lying. 

"Yeah, and I'm a fucking unicorn" I fire back at him, he seemed puzzled and lost now like he was unsure what he actually was doing. He ended up leaving the room at a pace, his head bowed down and his cheeks were a deep shade of red, I obviously embarrassed him. Normally he wouldn't care, and have a go at me? What's wrong with him? 

I heard his door close slowly, then the thud to the ground... 

"Girls, you better go..." I try not to sound rude, but we all know it's best if I talk to Harry privately, as he is also our teacher and it's really unnatural for your teacher to be living with you, and going through your wardrobe. 

"Yeah, call me later? We should all Skype or something?" Gabs suggests quickly- she probably want's to find out the gossip later, and I need to know about Michael and Luke. 

"Yeah, we should! Luke and Michael! Tell me later!" I remind them, I escort them to the front door and we all exchange 'good byes', now all I need to do is talk to Harry. 

I was just about to climb the staircase again, dodging folded clothes and suitcases until my dad caught my arm quite hard, and making me stand in front of him, as he started to frown.

"This weekend? Was it really that quiet..." His face was serious, and I wasn't really used to him not believing me, as I'm a truthful child, well I was. 

"Yeah? Why..." I raise my eyebrows, I was scared he fount out about any of it- the party, the police station, Harry, Ashton... Have we left any clues that suggest we were up to no good. 

"I just thought it was unusual you know? Teenage girls alone for the weekend, anything could of happened?" He chuckled, I seriously thought I was dead then. 

"Oh no, we were quiet! We didn't wan't to do anything stupid did we?" My innocent lie will prove him never to ask again, as I can work around him. It's just mum that will constantly pestered me, to make me explode and tell her everything. 

With that I smiled and made my way to my room, I had to prepare what I was going to say to Harry before confronting him, and I wanted to tell him I didn't mind what happened just now, and I was jealous of him and blonde bitch, and I didn't loose my virginity to Ashton...

This was because I love him...

I have feelings for Ashton, but who doesn't! Even Poppy thought he was fit- and if Pops says it, she means it. I mean look at him, his hazel eyes, messy curls and those dimples are to die for. But Harry is the one. The one. 

By now, I had worked through three different stages in the conversation- it depends if Harry stuck to the script or not. It would either be- in your face answers, straight the the point answers or explanations for everything I feel for him and why I've acted like such a bitch after the mistake he pulled on me. 

I took myself to stand in front of his door, but by this point I was heavily breathing, sweating and my head started to spin. I don't like being like this, I hated being confident with my feelings. I'm the shyest girl in our year at the best of times, surely I wasn't ready to admit I was in love with my teacher, whom live's with me right now. 

I knocked on the door quite firmly, pushing the nerves away from me and believing I could do this without messing up. But I already have. I wasn't going to knock, I was going to just let myself in and explain... Now I'm waiting for Harry- who's taking ages to answer his door. All I could hear was constant ruffling and thuds. 

"Harry?" I questioned, I pushed the door slightly open to see him on the floor with tears in his eyes that had passed down his blushed cheeks, paper spread across the floor, a necklace thrown across the room and clothes scattered everywhere. "What's going on?"

"Doesn't matter..." He sniffs, I quietly close his door and place myself beside him on the floor. 

"Harry, I'm sorry about earlier I wa-" I started but was cut off by his voice. 

"I'm leaving tonight, I'm meeting my parent's in London and I have emailed the school and made an appointment for an interview for a new job else where..." He blurts out, I just sat there feeding it through. Was he really going to do that to me? 

"Harry bu-" I tried again, but was instantly cut off. 

"It's best if you just leave me alone..." He mutters, I get up and storm out of the room slamming it tightly shut so I would never see his face again. I hope he just leaves now! He doesn't care, maybe he was crying because he had to leave his blonde bitch behind, or live with his parent's again. Who know's? It certainly wasn't about leaving me, like he promised he would never do.

I'm angry because he's leaving without final words, like I wanted to tell him how much I love him and how sorry I was, but he wouldn't let me speak... I'm upset because he is leaving, and I wanted him to stay even as just my teacher and living else where I wouldn't mind! I would of just saw him everyday at school.

My life is a wreck right now, and I want to be left alone for eternity. 

Harry's P.O.V

I wasn't lying to Carly, I really was leaving this afternoon to greet my parents in their new apartment in London, they were coming back up in the week but they suggested I come and have a look as well, as I was living there too. All I needed was a job for when I leave. I didn't get this degree for nothing. 

This all came as a shock to me, I was planning it anyway for me to leave next weekend, but I couldn't cope with Carly any more. I was in daze with her, she was basically the first thing in the morning I think of to the last thing at night. And I know I was weird and fussy with her, but I am her teacher and that would of been crazy, also I would of been labelled with the name every teacher dreaded. 

I was crying so hard when she stormed in and found me, because I was trying to write her a song to say sorry with, so I would hide it in her room with my aeroplane necklace I can't stop wearing. This would of been my token for her to hold, for if I never see her again... Something I keep pushing to the back of my mind. Something I didn't want to happen. 

Everything was ruined, and it's all because I can't stop being a selfish arse hole...

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