The Tutor: A Harry Styles/One Direction Fan Fiction

The Tutor: A Harry Styles/One Direction Fan Fiction

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“Brianna!” he said. Great. I pretended I didn’t hear him and ran down the hall. To my surprise he ran after me. “What?!” I screamed at him. He looked taken aback. I continued walking down the hall. “Um…uh…Mr. Welles…um…” “Would you stop?! Just say it!” I stopped walking and turned around to look at him. He was just standing there. “Well?” I said. “I can’t wait all day.” I started my quest to the principal’s office again. I didn’t hear any footsteps behind me. I glanced back and Harry was still standing there. “Don’t yell at me.” I stopped dead in my tracks. Did he just say something to me? I turned around and took a few steps toward him. “Everyone’s always picking on me and I’m sick of it!” His voice echoed through the hallways. For the first time in my life, I felt sorry for him. -------------------------------------------------- I'm bad at summaries so just read the story
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[✓] ∥ It all happened in a split second. One moment I was on his back, and the next one I was lying on the ground, watching the man who would be responsible for my possible disabilities run away. The woman was sitting and had her back against a near-by wall, and from what I could see, her eyes were wide and she was shaking. I would be too, if I wasn't paralyzed. Literally. A few hours later, well, just about 20 seconds in reality, she slowly stood up and observed me with horror in her eyes for a few moments. I looked back at her, seeing as that was the only thing I could do to let her know I was still alive. "Dear lord, child, what have you done?" She whispered, looking down at me. "I need..." I could barely choke the words out. "I need you to call the ambulance." Copyright © 2014 by funkystyles

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