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Chapter 5

Dakota POV
"alright no talking and I'll be back in a hour"
I'm currently in detention awaiting the hour to be over. I don't really know the detention teacher since I've never had detention but she seems to not be very interested. As soon as she walked out the door what few students are here start talking. i take out my book and begin reading hoping to draw out the nose

"hey" I feel paper hit my face and I groan. I snap my head to where the paper came from and sure enough it came from the one and only Harry styles.

"Can you work on the project now?" He's now pulling a chair out to sit by me

"what? No we agreed at 7" I go back to my book in hopes he'll leave me alone

"well yeah but that was before i knew you had detention"

"no 7" I sternly say and go back to my book. But I can't focus I can feel his leg shaking in the table next me and feel the warmth radiating off. I turn my head slightly and take in Harry's face. He really is quite handsome. What wait?

"What are you staring at?" His voice is low now which send goosebumps up my spine

"nothing, just wondering why your still here" I close my book and lean back

"do you want me to move?" No

"yes" what?

"no you don't" I really don't

"yes I do" now I'm lying to both of us

"your lying to both me and you" I snap my head to face him fully startled by the fat that he said exactly what I was thinking. Wow his eyes. tf Dakota pull your shit together

"it's ok darling you'll have plenty of time to stare at me at 7, in the comfort of my room" he stands up to walk away and I now my head down embarrassed that he caught me lying

"on my bed" I feel a warm breath hit my ear and look slightly to see his smirk before walking away

I sigh and spend the next 45 minutes reading hoping to take my mind off of Harry styles

///*7*///

"ok so since it's a 5 page essay I'll write the first 2 and you write the second 2 and we can work on the 3 page together and we follow the rubric so it's all equal however since I know you hate work I'll find the pictures" I ramble on about the assignment and Harry couldn't look more bored

"yeah yeah whatever" he groans falling back on his bed his shirt rising slightly, I see tattoos on his lower body I assume there leaves and without thinking I walk over and pull his shirt up

"the hell are you doing?" He shoots up and I back away

"sorry sorry it's just I wanted to see what your tattoos were of"

"you could have just asked instead of trying to undress me"

"I was not trying to undress you. Just simply trying to see your tattoos" I fire back at him

"fine" he huffs I assume he's going to drop it but he life's his shirt over his head and I see his full upper body completely shirtless. My knees feel like jelly as I scan my eyes over his chest. I take a step closer to get a better view and he takes one as well. I've already decided the sparrows are my favorite as I have a smilie bird tattoo on myself.

"Let me see yours" he's voice is low and deep as he speaks

"um I would have to take my shirt off for you to see the biggest one And we should really get to work" I quietly mumble i really should turn around to prove my point by I can't take my eyes off his toned body

"let me see" his voice is rough and demanding and I want to yell at him but in honesty it makes me feel..different

"if I show you can we get back to work?" I ask finally meeting his eyes which are slightly darker, he nods his head a signal for yes

"I'm only going to show you one and part of it" he looks like he's goes to object but slowly once again nods his head

I inhale before lifting my shirt up half way. The detailed work of my sunflower comes into view and the swirling stem and leafs of dark green also come into view. He grabs my wrist and pulls me even closer then I already was. He turns me to my side and touches my tattoo, I see goosebumps rise on my arms and quickly back away pulling my shirt down

"ok ok let's work now"

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"this is fucking Boring" Harry groans, it's almost 10 and I'm already done with my first page well without edits. And yes Harry put his shirt back on.

"Wanna play a game?" I'm surprised by the question and look at him

"no we need to finish"

"come on just a quick 10 minute break" he scoots closer to me

"fine fine what game?" I give in not wanting him to know I'm actually great full for the break

"21 questions" he beams

"fine I'll ask you questions first" I close my study book and put it off to the side so I can give him all my attention

"umm favorite color?" I'm obviously not very good at this game

"black. You?"

"Lavender" I smile slightly thinking it should be obvious because of my hair

"right. What do you want be when your older?" He asks

"happy" I say without thinking and I want to slap myself for looking depressed

"you?" I quickly ask before he can say anything

"I don't know" he slumps "want to get married?" I'm a little taken back by the question well I'm taken back by the fact that he asked it

"no I don't even want to fall in love" I lightly chuckle

"why?"

I want to respond but my cell phone rings. I quickly dig in my pocket it for it

"hello?"

"Dakota it's your mother I'm home and want to see you now" shit shit shit

"umm I'm on my way" she hangs up and I begin to panicking

"woah what's wrong with you?"

"My mothers home. And before you ask she hasn't seen my hair or my tattoos and is going to freak. Ugh and she normally works out of town for months end for her job that's why she hasn't seen any of my new stuff" im shoving stuff into my tote bag now papers and my books while harry watches

"what's she going to do exactly?"

"Probably dis own me" it meant to come out as a joke but in all honesty she probably will

"alright well then I'll see you tomorrow at school" he says handing me my coat. I think about what he says and I don't have the balls to say umm yeah probably not

"uh yup by Harry" before he can say anything I'm already running down his stairs

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im dead I'm so freaking dead. Yeah I'm still in the driveway well at my house. The lights are on inside and I'm surprised she doesn't see my car. She's going to kill me. I take a deep breath before exiting the car and walking up the from steps

"Dakota where the-" she stops mid sentence as soon as I walk through the door. I think I just saw her eyes turn black

"mom before you freak out just remember I'm expressing my self" I say calmly but comes out weak and mumbled and not strong at all

"living.room.now" she says through gritted teeth. I bow my head and walk around her to the living room

it's been 5 minutes and she still hasn't been able to form a sentence she's just been passing back and forth mumbling words like "how" "wow" "dead"

"I'm calling Mr.Styles" she finally says

"Harry's dad? How do you even know him?" I know she knows Harry since his reputation is legendary in this small town but his dad?

"He owns the schools female boarding school"

"what!? You can't ship me off! What about my school work my friend how dare you!" So many things are running through my head right now and i try to tell it out all once

"how dare I? How dare you ruin your body! I am calling and you are going after I schedule a hair appointment tomorrow and a laser removal opponent! And friends? Really Dakota. This is best for you at least there I know you can't get into trouble"

tears are already spilling and I can't find my voice and all honestly the tattoo removal is what's braking my heart and I want to cry and scream

"yes is this Mr.styles?" My mothers sweet fake voice rings through my ears

"hello I'm Marie Daniels and I would like to enroll my daughter Dakota into your school. I know we missed the deadline but I think I could make a donation and clear that up" I hate her more then I've ever hated anyone

I can't stand this I run up to my warm and slam the door, my back slides down and I cry finally. I spend the next 3 hours doing so and finally finally I force myself to sleep.