The English Teacher // Larry Stylinson

The Trip pt. 1

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After school, Harry and I sit in silence for a few minutes before I can't help but ask about Mr Grimshaw. "So, Grimshaw..." I say and he looks at me for a second before looking back to the road. "What about it?" He says and I look at him. "Well, how did they find out?" I say and he sighs. "A student caught on and reported it. It turned out the student was right and he was seeing the girl. No names were giving obviously." He says and I look out the window. "oBvIouslY." I reply and I see him look over to me. "Baby, why are you so upset?" He says and I sigh. "Because, Harry, what if they find out about us?! What if they fire you and you go to jail? What would we do?!" I say with tears in my eyes as he pulls the car over. "They won't find out and they won't fire me and put me in jail. Baby, please stop worrying. We're fine, we'll be fine, okay?" He says and wipes a tear that fell from my eye. "Okay." I reply and he gives me a small smile before kissing me.

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It's Christmas break now and school has been hectic for both Harry and I. Harry has two classes to teach now and I have to study for exams after Christmas break.

"Baby blue, breakfast!" I hear Harry yell from downstairs in the kitchen. I'm still in bed as I'm exhausted. I get out of bed and throw on one of Harry's jumpers and walk downstairs to the kitchen. I walk in and Harry is making our plates. "Good morning, princess," he says and kisses me. "Good morning, Hazza." I say and smile as I sit down; Harry soon does the same. We eat our breakfast and right as I'm about to get up, Harry stops me.

"What're you doing?" I say as he holds my hand in his. "I have to tell you something." He says and I look at him funny. "It's not bad. Don't worry." He says and I nod. "Okay, so it's almost Christmas and your 20th birthday." He says and I wait for him to continue. "I thought maybe we could go away for a week." He says and I smile. "Where?" I say and he smiles widely at me. "Beachwood Canyon in LA." He says and I smile so my eyes crinkle. "Really?!" I say and he nods. "Yes, baby, really." He replies still smiling. "When are we leaving?" I ask and he looks at his watch. "I'd say, maybe, 12 hours." He says and I almost jump up. "No way!" I say and he nods. "We leave at 10:00 tonight." He says and I stand up from my chair. "I love you." I say and sit on his lap, cupping his jaw with my hands. "I love you too, princess." He replies and I smile before pressing my lips to his.

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It's 9:00pm and Harry is frantically packing the last few things we need for the trip. He won't let me do anything so I'm just sitting on the bed watching him run around like a chicken with it's head cut off. "Harry, love, please just sit down." I say and he looks at me. "Lou, I need to make sure we have everything." He says and I roll my eyes. "Did you just roll your eyes at me?" He says and I turn pink. "No," I say in an innocent tone. "You're lucky we have to leave soon or you're ass would be sore." He says before looking back down at the checklist he typed on his phone.

"Okay, okay. Keys, wallet, luggage," Harry lists off the things he has before we head out to the Uber. Neither one of us wants to leave our car at the airport so we figured this was easier than bothering Zayn, Niall or Liam. Once we get to the airport, Harry pays the driver before we head into the large building. The crisp trepidation starts creeping in since I've never actually been on a plane before. "Baby, are you okay? You look worried?" Harry says holding our bags as we get into the line for security checks. "I'm okay. I just, I've never been on a plane before." I say and he looks at me and sets a bag down and takes my hand. "We'll be just fine, baby blue. Don't worry." He says and smiles. "I know.." I reply before it's our turn to get our bags checked.

We make it to our flight and give the lady our tickets. We walk into first class and I'm shocked. "Harry, is this first class?" I say and he nods with a smile. "Only the best for my babies." He says and rubs my belly. "You're a dork." I say and he smiles. "I'm you're dork." He replies and I smile back before we sit down in our seats.