I am going to fail History, i can't stop staring at Mr. Styles, zoning out of his lecture but focusing on his face.

*At lunch*
I sit and play with my food, twirling my spaghetti on my fork, smiling like crazy.
"Why hello Miss. Cat." Mr. Tomlinson says, making his way around the lunch room.
"Hello.." i say shyly.
"Is your friend okay? I usually see Alane and you together?" He asks, making this conversation longer than I'd hope.
"Yeah..I don't know she didn't come today.." i say.
"I hope she's okay." he says, with something of...regret? in his voice.


Mr. Tomlinson's pov
"I hope she's okay." slips out of my mouth, regret coating all around the sentence.
Shit.
I can't believe what i did last night to that poor girl..

*Last night*

I slam her back to the bed and leave red marks on her neck.
"Mr. Tomlinson!" she groans in joy.
"I said call me Louis.." i say and she nods weakly under my touch.

*****

We lay on my bed and she turns to me, sorrow on her face.
"You are the best boyfriend ever.." she says and i tense up.
"I-I-..." Should i tell her about Eleanor?
"Louis? What is it?" she asks, sitting up from the bed.
"I...It's Eleanor..she's my...girlfriend."
"I..." she picks up her clothes, dressing quickly and running out the door.I try to stop her but she was out the door and i wasn't dressed.

What did i just do...

*Now*

Cat's pov

I get through the conversation with Mr. Tomlinson and the day flies by.

****

I walk down to my door which had been knocked on several times.

"Hey Mr. S-Harry!" i say, good thing my mom isn't home until midnight..
"Hello, love..." he says and kisses my cheek, "Ready?" he asks and we link arms.
"Ready!"

I feel myself shaking as we make our way to the car.

Oh god...