The teacher-ON HOLD!-

Cat's pov

Louis left an hour ago, before Alane's parents came home.

"I should go home...I don't want to sit here crying to you all night. You'll get sick of me..." I try to smile but it only comes out a small choke with multiple tears, threatening to fall again.
"You can stay." she says, rubbing my back.
"No, I think I want to go home." I give her a hug and wipe my eyes.

Since Alane drove my car here, I can drive back on my own.

I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket.
It's probably just Harry. Again.

This is unforgivable. Completely.

I throw my phone in the passenger seat.

When I get home I plan to run up to my room and cry. But my plan is changed when I see my mother waiting for me in the chair in the living room. As I move closer I see the scariest thing I've ever seen. Harry and my mother. In the same room. Talking. Well...staring, at each other. "Honey. Do you have something you need to tell me?" my mother asks. I try to think of a lie, but tears are still forming, my eyes are red, burning.
"I am failing history..." i say. She turns her laptop to me.
Showing my A.
"Why is he here? Why did he show up at this door?"
I cross my arms, "Ask him yourself." I glare at Harry.
My mother points to the couch he is sitting on, I sit and she walks up to me.

"Mr. Styles, I realize you are my daughters teacher. And I assume you'd know how completely inappropriate seeing her would be." she taps her fingers on the chair.
"Yes, I am aware. And I promise you, i am not...seeing her." Harry says, acting professional.
She wasn't buying it, you could tell by the way she held her glare at him. It was she was ready to pour gasoline on him and set him on fire.
"Mr. Styles, you look oddly familiar..." she pulls out her phone, "Is this you?"
It was a picture of Harry and I.
Kissing at the airport.

My jaw drops.
"Do you realize I can have you arrested for this?!" she is almost red.
"I haven't done anything" Harry says, keeping calm, though I can tell he is nervous. His eyes keep shifting to look at me.
I can't help but look at him.
"Mom, he hasn't done anything. We haven't done anything." I interject.
She narrows her eyes at me.
"I know you're lying!" she shouts, and turns to Harry, "She is a child! A CHILD!"
Tears are prickling in her eyes.
Harry holds his ground.
"Ms. Coleman, I am not have any relations with your daughter. The thought of that would never cross my mind."
I am somewhat offended.

My mother picks up her phone, "I'm calling the police."
I jmp up and snatch her phone, dropping to my knees, "No mom! Please..." I am crying, full on, now, "Please. I-I love him."

"You. Don't. Know. What Love. Is." she says, slowly.
"Like hell I do!" I shout, standing back up, walking to Harry. "I love him! I have and I always will!"
I walk back to her with my teeth clenched, "Deal with it."
I walk outside, slamming the door.

"GOD!" I shout to the sky.
I hear the door closed again, I'm scared to see my mother. But even more scared when I see Harry.

He stops walking when our toes are touching, face to face.
"Come on." he says, taking my arm.
He drags me around the corner to his car.
I yank away, "No!"
"Cat. Get in the car." he demands.
"No, you think I'm a child too!" i shout, crossing my arms.
"I don't! But right now, you're acting like one!" he grabs my arm and pulls me into the car.

He jumps in on his side and buckles me in.
"Where are you taking me?" i don't look at him. If I do, I might forgive him. And that' the LAST thing I want to do.

"My new apartment." he says, keeping his hands on the steering wheel. "You're living with me."
"No."
"You are."
"No!"
"Yes!" he shouts louder than me.
I curl up in my seat.

"Isn't this kidnapping..." i ask, playing with the ends of my hair.
"No, I'd like to think of it as...saving you from that awful bitch."
"That awful bitch is my mother." i protest.
Harry sighs and stops the car.

"Look at me."
I don't.
"Cat. Look at me. Now."
I turn my head, looking at his red, watering eyes.

We don't talk for several minutes.
He leans close, i stay still, trying my hardest not to give in.
His lips brush my cheek, down to my neck.
He plants one small, sweet kiss and leads up, until he kiss the corner of my mouth.

"S-stop." i manage to get out.
He sits back. Looking at me in disbelief. Shock.

"I love you." he says.
"I thought you did." I unbuckle myself and unlock the door. Walking out into the falling night.

I walk for hours, in any directions.

I pull out my phone and text my mom,
Cat: I swear to god, if you call the cops, I'll never come home.

I was about to put up my phone when I run into someone and hit the ground.

"Sorry." I say and look up.
The world goes black.
I can't breathe.
I can't think.

"R-Reece..."
"Cat, baby..." he smile is like poisin.

Notes

REECE! Her abusive ex bf.

Dear lord....Oh my...What kind of wicked, twisted story is this?!?!!?!

Question is...
Will Harry find her?
Will she forgive him?
Will HE forgive HER?!

I have too many questions for my own story...