The Only Reason || Harry Styles ||

That strange. How did he know my name? Maybe he knows all OUR names. He’s our teacher anyway.

I placed my books in my locker just in time for my phone to buzz loudly in pocket. It’s Cliff.

From: Cliff
Hey I’m gonna pick you up. Stay there. I’m on my way.

I sighed and set my phone back to my pocket and closed my locker. How did Cliff know its dismissal? And why does he acting like this? He’s not normally this caring-big-brother type. He’s not actually at all.

Putting my hands in my pocket, I grasped my phone and unlocked it. I was about to type a message to Cliff when a huge body bumped into mine.

“Oh I’m sorry.” I apologized quickly even though I had no idea who is it.

“No. It’s alright.”

I looked to see who it is and notice he did the same.

“Mr. Styles?” I asked while grasping my phone in my hands.

“Oh Max.” his eyes widened and closed the book he was reading. He opened his mouth to say something but a loud honk interrupted him. I looked to see my brother was already there. His looked angry. By the furrow of his eyebrows and his hard grip on the steering wheel, his knuckles turned white. What the hell happened now?

"I should go." I told gesturing my brother's car parked in front. "Bye Mr. Styles." I gave him a small smile then left.

"Bye, Max. See ya tomorrow."

I looked over my shoulder to see him smiling and waving. I did the same gave him a soft nod and smile. I still felt uncomfortable when my name comes out from his lips. The idea of not giving him my name was creepy and yet he still got the power of knowing it. But I shrugged it off. I always stick to the reason of teachers must know what their student's name is. Right?

The time I hopped in the car, Cliff suddenly spoke up.

"What did you two talk about?" he sounded angry, his furrowed eyebrows still present.

"No. I just bumped into him." this time, I sounded terrified. Angry Cliff is scary, actually. You don't want to mess with my angry brother.

"Oh.” He said then continued. “He's your teacher, right?"

"Yeah. English teacher."I explained.

After that, he started the ignition and drove away.

He drove quietly; none of us saying a word when finally I decided to broke the eerie silence between us.

"How d'you know class was over?" I asked, gazing at him from the driver's seat.

He seemed uncomfortable when those words came out from my mouth. He started fidgeting with his hands and he undid the first button of the top of his shirt.

"Lucky guess?"

"How did you know he's our teacher?

"It's pretty obvious, Max."

"How?"

He sighed. "Max, didn't you see his outfit? No male teenager would dress like that on the first day of school. And it's a school for girls for god’s sake!" he's close to yelling now.

"Fine." I rolled my eyes.

"And look at all the papers he's holding-" he continued.

"I said fine! Okay? God, why are you so defensive? You act like a ten year old." once again, I rolled my eyes.

"I'll pop your eyes out if you roll them one more time." he threatened.

"Don't try to act like dad; you're not so great at it."

"I'm not." he defended. "And when dad did ever tell you that?"

"I'm not saying that dad told me that-"

"Then why-"

"I'm explaining here!" I nearly yelled and mumbled, "Stop interrupting."

He, this time, the one who rolled his eyes.

"Okay as I was saying, dad didn't tell me that, I just want to say that you talk like him."

"Really? Thanks...?"

"Yep, that wasn't a compliment."

After 10 minutes of arguing about some things that's unarguable (i don't know, maybe we're crazy) the car finally halted in front of our house.

"Thank God, I'm home." I mumbled, loud enough for my brother to hear. I'm really good at annoying people, I guess. Especially my brother. I didn't know I was good at it until now.

"Yeah, yeah." he said hopping out of the car.

"Home sweet home." I said sarcastically.

Now, I'm home, I just can't wait to go to school tomorrow.

Notes

Short chap.

They really love each other lol

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