Sorry

Alexis's POV


I slam the car door shut, yay love Mondays, just kidding. I'm not a Monday person, at all. As I walk up to my locker and start inserting my combination, someone slams against the locker next to mine. Mark.

"Hey." He winked. I turned my head and slightly laughed when I say him failing at winking.

"Hi." I giggle.

"What are you doing tonight?" He bites his lip. Mark actually is pretty hot. He kinda has like a bad boy look, but he isn't really bad. At least I think he isn't.

"I don't know, haven't planned anything yet." I sigh grabbing my English textbook from my locker.

"Well, would you wanna hang out?" He sounded almost scared to ask me. Strange, he doesn't seem like that type.

"Sure." I smile, slamming my dirty locker shut.

"I'll need your number. So I know your address." He slightly smiled. I latched into his phone inserting my number in it and hand it back to him. He smiles and I exchange one back.

"I'll pick you up at 6." He ended the conversation with a gorgeous smile and walked to his class. So, I guess I'm going on a date? I don't know if he's considering it a date. My thoughts are suddenly vanished away by the bell ringing, stating you should be in your first period class. Shit, I'm gonna be late. I hurry to English, thankfully it was close to my locker so I didn't have to go that far, or be later than I already was. I burst in and see Harry about to say something to the class until he sees me walk in, late.

"So nice of you to join us, Ms. Horan." He seems pissed. I'm only like a minute late, so it shouldn't be that big of a deal.

"May I ask, why you are late?" He questions. I slowly walk toward him. The whole class was staring at me. Thanks for putting me on the spot, asshole.

"Ladies room." I quickly come up with an excuse because I know if I tell him the actual excuse, he won't believe me.

"Take a seat. Now." He demanded. Damn. He just went from mad to very mad. I hurriedly walk to the back of the room where the only seat is available and sit on the cold chair. My phone instantly buzzes. Thankfully Harry didn't noticed it. I quickly grab it from my jean pocket and read the message.

From Emily:
Shit Lex, You made him pissed.

True, but he kinda went a little overboard. Yeah, I understand I was late, but it was by like a minute. Not even a minute. I set my phone on my desk and it lights up again.

From Emily:
Where were you? Is everything okay?

To Emily:
Everything is fine, like I said ladies room.

From Emily:
Meet me after class so you can tell me the actual reason. xx

Damn, Emily is good. She can tell when I'm lying. I'm actually a decent liar. I've gotten away with a lot of stuff, but when it comes to Emily. She can see right through me. I look up to see Harry standing infront of my desk. He quickly snatched my phone and vended down towards me.

"Next time, I'll take it for the night." He said sternly. I shivered at the tone of his voice and mumbled an okay. He walk to the front if the classroom and tossed my phone on his desk, carelessly. My phone slipped off his desk. I ran up to the front of the room to grab my phone. Great, it's cracked. The bell rang and everyone rushed out of the class, besides me.

"What the fuck Harry!" I yell.

"I'm sorry! It wasn't supposed to fall." He ran his hand through his hair.

"You threw it on your desk!"

"I'm sorry."

"You owe me a new phone." I hurry to the back of the room and snatch my bag from under my desk and run out of room. I heard Harry yell my name over the kids yelling i, but I just keep going.

~

I ended up ditching school for the rest of the day. I can't believe Harry broke my phone. I just got this phone, now it's broken. Great. Instead of staying at school, I decided to go home and watch some movies and eat food until I go out later with Mark.
I hear a knock on the door. I rush up to the door thinking its Emily. When I open the door, my smile turns into a frown. Harry. School must of ended a while ago, because Harry wasn't wearing what he wore to school. He was wearing gray sweats with a white tank top.

"What?" He seems surprised with my way of saying hello. Well, what did does he expect? He broke my phone.

"You said I owe you a new phone?" He looks confused. Now I just seem like an bitch for such a rude hello.

"Oh, yeah sorry. Come in I need to change." I was wearing sweats and a sweatshirt and just slipped my hair into a messy bun once I got home. He slowly walks in. Acting like he's never been here before.

"I'll be down in a second." I run up the stairs and into my room and shut the door behind me. I quickly skip to my closet to find something nice.

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I didn't dress that nice, but you know it's the thought that counts. I slip my shoes and walk out. I walk downstairs jumping with each step I take. Once I hit the last step I slip. I'm about to hit my head on the hard floor, but something stops me. I look up. Harry. Alexis are you serious! He is holding me in the position that you see in a lot of movies. When they are dancing and about to kiss. He stares at me for a moment, my heart pounding rapidly against my chest and then raises me up.

"Sorry, I'm clumsy." I stare into his eyes. They are so gorgeous.

"Don't worry about it." He grins. I push away from his arms and grab my bag on the kitchen counter.

"Well once you are done fantasizing about kissing me, I'll be in the car." A small smile appears on my face and I walk out to the car. Shortly after he runs out after me.

"I was not fantasizing about kissing you!" He opens the car and jumps into the seat next to me.

"I'm sure." I watch him as he buckles himself. He looks up and our eyes meet.

"Are you gonna put on your seatbelt or just stare at me all day?" He giggles. I quickly grab my seatbelt and buckle myself in. Out of the corner of my eye and see him smiling. When I look at him he quickly turns his head and focuses on backing out of the driveway.

~

We pull up to my driveway. We already got my phone. I'm actually kinda glad Harry broke my phone because I got a better phone!

"Thank you Harry." I unbuckle myself.

"Don't thank me, I'm the one who broke your phone."

"True." I giggle. We sit there for a moment in silence. Something in my head is telling me to invite him to hang out, but that would be weird. I mean he's my teacher, I'm his student.

"Do you wanna come in?" I blurt out quickly. He sits there for a moment.

"Sure." He smiles getting out of the car and following me into my house. I throw my bag in the couch and quickly head to the fridge for some food. I'm starving, but I don't wanna eat a lot because I'm going out with Mark later. Shit! I totally forgot about that. I quickly look at the time. The clock reads 5:30. Thank god. I didn't wanna make Harry leave. He just got in and I wouldn't wanna be rude and make him leave instantly. I look over to Harry and he's just sitting there silently.

"You're awfully quiet."

"I don't wanna interrupt your scavenging for food." He laughs.

"You're not going to. Help yourself. You already know where everything is." He slowly gets up and walks over to the fridge and pushes me out of the way.

"Harry!" I almost fall onto the floor, but thankfully I catch myself.

"What? You said to help myself." I giggle.

"I didn't mean push me, jerk." I push him away from the fridge just like he did to me, but Harry planted on the floor. I instantly cover my mouth. I'm such a jerk!

"I'm so sorry." My hands still cover my mouth.

"We'll paybacks a bitch." He runs to the fridge and grabs the whipped cream and starting putting it all over my hair and body. I laugh and slip over some on the floor. Then he stops, he probably thought he hurt me. I pretend to be sad and then he helps me up. I need to get him back.

"Paybacks a bitch isn't it?" He laughed.

"Yeah it is." I grab the can of whipped cream and get all the remains in Harry. This is fun, yeah kinda childish, but you know, fun. The door then opens. Shit. If it's mom I'm gonna get in trouble. Thankfully it's Niall.

"What's going on?" He winks at Harry and then walks into the kitchen and gets a surprising look on his face once he sees all the whipped cream on the floor.

"Damn, I missed all the fun." He pretends to cry. I run up to him, almost slipping and hug him, getting it all over him. He laughs and hugs me back. Niall and I haven't had an nice hug in a long time, so it's nice to do it again.

"We should probably clean this before mom gets home." I giggle letting go off Niall and heading upstairs for the towels.

"I'll help you." Harry runs to catch up with me. Great. We walk upstairs. We didn't get anything on the carpet, thank god. My mom is very strict about having our house clean, she cleans the carpet like every weekend. If she would see whipped cream on the carpet, she would have a fit. I walk into the laundry room, and the door slams shut. I turn around and Harry is right in front of me.

"Harry what are you doing?" He walks closer to me.

"I need to do something."

"Wha-" I'm interrupted with his lips on mine. I wrap my arms around his neck, which as whipped cream all around it. I moan and he slips his tongue in my mouth. Not even asking for permission. I hop up, him catching me and he wraps my legs around his waist and pushes me against the cement wall. The door bursts open. Niall. Crap. No. Shit.

"So this is what was taking so long." He laughs. I look at Harry and he is grinning. He turned his head to Niall.

"We'll be down in a moment." He looks at me again. Niall leaves. Harry plants one more kiss on my lips and lets me down. I grab the towels. What the hell just happened? Why did I kiss Harry? Why did he kiss me? My thoughts are interrupted by Harry.

"That's what I needed to do." He grins mischievously and walks out, I follow him. We go down stairs and clean up the mess. I look at the clock and set it's 6:20. Shit! I have ten minutes to get ready. Stupid Harry, being all hot and kissing me. I run up to me room and quickly shut the door and quickly walk to my closet to find something else to wear, since my clothes had whipped cream all over them. Since it was pretty warm, I decided to go with high waisted shorts and a tank top.

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I brushed my hair and got the little bits of whipped cream out. I'm gonna look like shit. Thankfully, there wasn't much in my hair. I hurry to my vanity and touch up on my makeup that was smeared. I hear the door bell. I hurry downstairs.

" I got it." I run to the door and open it to see Mark. He looks hot. He smiles once he sees me.

"Hi."

"Hi, come in." He walks in. Harry looks pissed once he sees him. I don't even know what to think. I mean, he kissed me. I don't see nothing more to it.

"Who's this?" Niall questions plopping next to Harry on the couch.

"A friend from school." I hurry and out my shoes in before Niall or Harry ask anymore questions.

"I'll be back later. Bye." I practically shove Mark out the door and shut it behind me.

"Is that Mr. Styles?" He questions as I plop into the seat of his car.

"Yeah." I mumble. He sits next to me.

"Why is he at your house?"

"My brother and him are friends." I sounded ashamed when I said that.

"Well, are you ready?" He smiles.

"Yeah." I exchange a smile back.

~
My "date" just ended with Mark. It was actually pretty nice to get out with someone besides Emily and go somewhere besides the club. He went to went to dinner and then a movie. I grab my keys to unlock the door. Once I walk in I see Harry and Niall sitting on the couch watching a movie laughing. They stop laughing once they see me.

"How was your date?" Niall smiles, winking.

"It wasn't a date. Like I said two friends just hanging out." I throw my purse in the chair.

"Or do you mean making out?" Harry laughs, Niall along with him.

"Where's mom?" I ignore Harry's stupid comment.

"She had to fly to Ohio. She stopped by to grab a few things shortly after you left. She'll be back in two weeks." He smiles getting up from the couch the set the bowl in the sink.

"Great. I hope your cleaning that because I'm not." I fastly walk upstairs to my room, before they can say anything else. I slam the door shut behind me and jump into my bed, I sink down in my bed and just sit there until someone walks into my room. I sit up and see Harry.

"Tell me about your date." He sits on my vanity chair and starts touching all my makeup. I snatch the brush he was playing with from his hand and place it back in its place.

"It wasn't a date." I'm starting to get really irritated by him, and Niall, "and don't touch my stuff." I plop back onto my bed and Harry sits next to me.

"Harry, just because we kissed doesn't mean we are dating."

"We actually made out, but you can say kissing." He grinned. Smartass. I wanted to smack him.

"You're my teacher Harry. Don't you think it's inappropriate to be in relationships, or kissing your students?" I turn to look at him.

"I would rather be with you. I can find another job." He moves closer to me.

"Harry, you don't understand, I don-" Again I'm interrupted with Harry smashing his lips on mine. I want to push him away, but I can't. I need to kiss him. I want to kiss him. He pulls away, leaving it at a short kiss.

"Maybe that can change your mind about things." He gets up and walks out of my room, slamming the door behind him.

What the hell is happening?

Notes

Hi guys! I haven't updated in a while, but it's glad to be back! This was kinda a long chapter, but I hoped you guys enjoyed it!

AH THEY KISSED!