When He Was Mine (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter Thirteen - 'Unlucky For Some'

'2:54' I thought to myself as I sneakily looked at my phone under the table in class.

"6 more minutes till the Christmas holidays" I whispered to Harry who looked up from his book, took his pen off the paper and smiled.

"Thank goodness for that" he said closing his exercise book and putting his hands behind his head to stretch.

"Yes Mr Styles" spoke our teacher.

Harry's hands shot back down under the table, "Nothing sir, just stretching".

"You've still got 5 minutes until you're off so get back to work" barked our grumpy physics teacher.

Harry looked at me and pulled a face. I laughed almost silently. The teachers face twisted.

"You've got a whole two weeks to spend socialising with girls, stop messing about" he bellowed looking directly at Harry then me.

"Yeah socialising with your 'girl-fwwend'" one of our classmates hissed causing the class to laugh hysterically.

Mine and Harry's faces tried to turn red but we shook off the embarrassment.

"At least I can get a girlfriend" Harry murmured, a laugh burst out of my mouth.

"WHAT! What did you say?!" the other boy yelled jumping up off his chair, trying to make himself look bigger than Harry, which he was anyway.

"Quieten down boys" the teacher boomed not looking away from his computer screen so he didn't notice the boy standing up.

"I said. Atttt leastttt I cannn gettt a girlfriendddd" Harry said slower so the boy could hear him perfectly.

"Well I wouldn't want a 'dog' like that anyway" the boy screamed.

Before I could grab him Harry jumped over the table and was rolling around on the floor with the boy. Fists and shoes flew everywhere. I covered my mouth. The class all jumped out of their seats.

"FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT!" they shouted. The girls screamed, me included.

Louis and Liam jumped in straight away trying to break it up.

"STOP IT, STOP IT NOW" I heard the teacher yell over the screams and shouts. He tried to get into the circle that had formed around the two fighting boys but was failing.

I couldn't imagine anything worse than seeing Harry in pain.

"HARRY PLEASE STOP!" I begged him. I doubt he could hear me over all the noise and adrenaline running through his head.

Louis and Liam finally pulled them apart. By this time nearly all of the teaching staff were in the room. One teacher grabbed the boy from Liam's arms and another teacher grabbed Harry from Louis's. I watched as both boys were escorted out of the room. Harry turned to look at me before he left, the sorry in his eyes was unbearable, I wanted to cuddle him. Just then the bell rang.

What a great start to a Christmas Holidays....

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"What time do you call this?" I said as Harry entered my room, it must have been about 5 o'clock by now.

"I hate our school! The sooner we leave, the better" he grumbled, which still sounded sexy because of his posh Cheshire accent.

Harry placed his school bag that bulged at the seems onto my bed. He unzipped it and pulled two towels, some shampoo and bar of soap out of the bag. This would have been the first shower Harry would have had in my house. I looked at the items that had been weighing down his bag all day.