I step back slightly as Mr. Styles takes a step forward. His eyes didn't dance of amusement, but waltzed of vulnerability. As I continued to slowly take steps back his eyebrows etched together in confusion. He continued stepping forward and grabbed my hand. His face was written with desperation as he tugged me forward slightly making me fall into his chest.
"What the hell are you doing?" I yell quietly and tried to tug out of his grip but came to no avail.
"Jane what's wrong with you? Don't you remember me? We love eachother," as the words rolled off his tongue he leaned in closer and closer.
"I-I don't know you, but only as my teacher Mr Styles," I pulled back in fright and started running back to my dorm. Luckily my dorm building was only a few blocks from the café. I could hear faint yells of my name but I ran faster.
After making it inside the dorm, I slammed the door shut and heaved for breath. Anna came over with wide eyes and ran over to me. Worry was written on her face and I couldn't help but feel angry.
"Anna, did I ever have any connections with Mr Styles in the past?" I mumbled and looked down quickly afraid for her reaction.
She shifted her feet uncomfortably and I looked up to meet her angry gaze. Her nostrils were flaring, I guess I did know him before. I turned to walk upstairs but she grabbed my wrist quickly, when I turned to look at her, her angry gaze was replaced with a solemn one. Her once straight line pinned lips were settled with a frown as she looked almost.. regretful.
"You.. you did know him, but he was only a family friend," she mumbled and gave a small smile. I let out a small breath of relief and shrugged, oh thank goodness, I thought it was going to be worse.
After telling her goodnight, I walked to my room exhaustedly. I was nearly ready for bed when I heard a knock at the door and opened it to find a massive bear on the ground outside my door. Anna must have left it here.
I started shaking the bear around and huffed once I discovered that there was no use to it, maybe it was a friendly gift. Throwing it to the ground, I groaned and analyzed it once more. A small zipper caught my eye and I quickly dropped to the ground next to it and unzipped the bear. Inside of the plush toy was a scrapbook with messy writing on the cover saying 'Jarry'.
When flipping through the pages I felt my lunch come back up. The pages were filled with endless polaroids of Mr Styles and I. Him and I were hugging and even occasionally he would be kissing my cheek in the pictures. I was nearly done flipping through all of the pages when I landed on the very last one, it was a polaroid of him and I but it was of us kissing. No way. 'Family friends' don't kiss ha nope.
Pulling myself out of my thoughts I looked over at the doorway to find Anna with a sheepish smile, "Someone's at the uh door for you."
Well that's odd. Pushing myself off the ground, I walked out of my room and over to the door and pushed it open. Mr. Styles stood there panting with wide eyes, he looked as if he ran over here. Well he has officially creeped me the hell out.
"Jane come on I need to explain something to you," he said panting. I shook my head quickly and bit my lip as a force of habit. Having your new english teacher throw rocks at your window and ask to hangout isnt exactly how I planned junior year playing out. I gulped quickly and came up with a petty excuse.
"I-I have way too much homework and Anna may need me and-" Anna walked over with a smirk on her red lipstick smothered lips.
"Just go out, there's something he needs to tell you, something I should have told you before," Raising an eyebrow surprisedly I open my mouth ready to deny his request but before I can Mr. Styles grabs my coat and grabs my hand pulling me out of my dorm.
Mr. Styles lets go of my hand as him and I walk along the sidewalk. He begins to speak up but I trip over a rock and squeeze my eyes shut waiting for me to hit the ground with a thud but came to no avail. I peak an eye open and meet a pair of forest green eyes.
"You caught me?" I mumble and he nods, quickly switching his gaze from my eyes to my lips. As I sense him leaning in, I climb out of his arms and straighten out my top. My fingers run nervously along the cloth of my top as he grabs my hand and continues to walk us down the sidewalk.
"Where are you taking me? This is bad I don't even know you!" I squeak quietly and look down attempting to muster up a plan of escape if any bad events occur.
A small chuckle escapes his lips as he sits us down on a bench. His hand squeezes mine as he licks his lips ready to speak, "Anna's been keeping something from you," he mumbles and scoots closer.
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Mr. Styles // hs au
FanfictionIn which the new professor of the university could have any girl at the snap of his fingers yet he's in a trance by the one girl with her nose in a book. [ hs au ] #479 in romance