" Good morning class." Mr. Styles walked in and sat on his desk, as usual.

" Good morning Mr. Styles." We all said.

" How was your guy's weekends?" He asked looking around the room. We all nodded and said good and began discussing what happened over the two day break.

" Well open your books up to page 514, where we left off."

I sighed, flipping to my page, and starting class.
•••••
I slammed my locker and walked down the hall to my last hour of the day.

Everyone I passed seemed to be giving me weird looks. I just glared back at them. I walked into class and sat down.


" Good evening. Go ahead and begin your warm-up on the board."

Mrs. Calhoun pointed to the projector and I began doing the work. The class phone began to ring.

" ahuh. Okay. Alright. She'll be right down." Mrs. Calhoun removed the phone from her ear and slammed it back down to its place.

" Maria, they need you down in the office." She said. I nodded, gathering my things and getting up and out the door. I wonder what they needed this time.

I made a right in the hall and then walked inside the office. The secretary looked up.

" What do you need" she said in a very rude manner.

" I don't know. I was called down here."

" You're Maria?" She asked. I slowly nodded. She pointed towards the back door.

" That way."

I nodded, as I began towards the door. Was I in trouble? Did I do something wrong? What are they gonna ask me?

I realized my palms were sweaty as I twisted the door knob and walked in the the principles office.

And I stood in the doorway when I looked at Harry sitting in one of the brown leather seats.

" Ah, Ms. Summers. Come, take a seat."

My heart raced faster than a nascar as I made my way inbetween the seats and sat down next the Harry.

I looked over at him, and he looked at me with a dumbfounded look on his face.

" Do you two have any idea why you're here?" Mr. Kently (Principle) asked.

We both stayed silent.

" Alright, well let me inform you." He sighed, lacing his hands together on his desk.

" Maria, do you have a boyfriend?" He asked. My eyes widened.

" Yes sir."

" What's his name?"

I cleared my throaght.

" He doesn't go here, sir."

" Fair enough." He turned to Harry. " Mr. Styles, do you have a girlfriend?"

I watched as Harry shrugged.

" Yeah. "

" What's her name?"

" Carleigh."

" Carleigh who?" He asked.

" Carleigh Grant."

" What does she do?"

" She's an artist."

Mr. Kently raised his eyebrows.

" I don't believe you."

" I'm pretty sure I'd know if my girlfriend was an artist or not."

" I thought that she was a teacher, who worked here at Crawford?"

He know had my attention. Was there something Harry wanted to tell me?

" What are you saying sir?"

" More specifically an English intern. By the name of, Maria Summers." He turned to me. He looked at me as he said it. I winced of shock.

" I'm not an English intern, nor Mr. Styles girlfriend!" I said standing up. Mr. Kently put his hands in the air.

" Calm down. sit."

I sat back down.

" A man and woman came into the office, looking for a teacher named Harry Styles, and his girlfriend/ intern, Maria Summers." He said.

I froze.

" Wanting to wish you a belated birthday with lunch." He looked at me.

" I don't understand. I'm not dating Mr. Styles. He's my teacher! That gross!" I said.

" Is it?"

" What were their names?" Harry finally spoke up.

" I believe their names were Louis and Eleanor Tomlinson. "

I was glued to my position. I seriously could not move.

" That's preposterous. Who in their insane mind would think that I am dating my student!" Harry sat and pointed to me. He was a great actor. I felt like he was actually telling the truth. It even seemed as if a vein poppe out of his neck as he waited for Mr. Kently to respond.

" You know, I like you Mr. Styles. It would be a darn shame for me to have to fire you."

" Listen to me, Richard. You know me. You know I wouldn't never do that." Harry said more calm.

" How about we give Maria some time to speak. How about it?" Mr. Kently looked at me.

" I have absolutely no idea what is happening. All I know is that I only know Mr. Styles from English and the fact that someone would do that, and try to set us up, makes me extremly upset." I said standing up.

" See!" Harry pointed towards me. " She's telling the truth. I'm telling the truth. Never in a million years would I date her. Even if we were the last two people on Earth, I wouldn't get involved with her!"

Ouch. That stung.

I studied Mr. Kently's face. I wish I could read minds.

" I wish I could believe you. But I'm sorry. We have too much proof that you two are seeing eachother. You don't think I notice when a student stays afterschool with a teacher? Or they way you two look at eachother? I can tell when two people love eachother." He said looking between us.

" and it's a darn shame that I have to do this, but it's part of school rules. Now, because I like both you, I'm going to give you options."

I studied him as the tears built up. He couldn't stop me and Harry from seeing eachother. I love him, he loves me. Were Are unseperable.

" Either I fire you Harry, and this goes on your resimay, meaning that probably no other school would hire you because of this, or." He turned to face me. " I take away your Manchester acceptance."

I looked over at Hary. I knew he could see me from the corner of his eyes staring, but he never looked at me.

" Choose."

I was was about to say to take away my acceptance so I atleast didn't have to leave, when Harry beat me to it and said,





















" Fire me."

Notes

OHHHHH MY SHIT DID I REALLY JUST MAKE THIS PART OF MY STORY

YES I DID

THEY FINALY GOT CAUGHT OMFG

Might update later. Love ya. Tell me what you think. (:

~Briii xx