Detention

Chapter 10

"Bye Mom." I say lazily to my mom, while I'm exiting her car.

"Bye sweetie. Please focus during the test."

I was so distracted that I forgot about that Geography test. Oh well, I studied kind of, so I'll be fine.

I nod and start walking in the building.

I'm ten minutes early, so maybe I'll hang out with Niall. Everyone else is probably still asleep.

I walked in the classroom, and to my surprise, Niall wasn't here yet. But that's not the weird thing; Mr.Styles was seated on his desk, correcting some papers.

He looked up from his papers to me and looked kind of surprised.

I sat down, barely looking at him, and placed my bag on the floor. He parted his lips, as if he was going to say something, but I just walked outside without a word.

I refuse to be alone with him. Why does he even come before the bell? Like teachers aren't supposed to do that. He is very weird.

Since I already left, I might as well grab something to eat from the cafeteria. As I walked in the hallway, Niall walked in.

I smiled at him and he smiled back. "Hey Jen!" He grinned.

"Hey there Nialler." I smiled.

He put his arm around me and we walked together to the classroom. Oh.

We entered and Mr.Styles was still here, correcting papers. He looked up at us and looked even more surprised.

"You look pretty, by the way." Niall gave me a small smile. I looked down, remembering what I was wearing. Pft, I'm just wearing a sweatshirt I've worn since last year and ripped skinny jeans. Why is he being so flirty all of a sudden..

Well, two can play that game.

"You don't look so bad yourself." I smirked at him and he chuckled.

He did look nice. He was wearing a cute T-Shirt that had a band name on it, with skinny jeans that looked perfect on him, and to wrap it up, he has a red beanie on his head.

God, he looks perfect.

"Nah, just look at y-" Niall started but got interrupted.

"Good morning," I heard Harry say. I didn't even look at him.

There were some students filling the room. And by some, I mean three, other than Niall and I.

"Morning, Mr.Styles." Sandy said with a flirtatious smile.

"Oh my god did you see how hot his tattoos look!" I hear Sandy whispering her sidekick, Perrie.

If he wasn't supposed to hear this, then, epic fail, Sandy. He smirked and winked at them.

Niall and I small talked about our weekend. He visited his parents, they live in another town. He lives alone, I guess that's cool because we have privacy when he invites me.

The bell rings and everyone is here.

Mr.Styles stands up and starts taking the attendance.

Again, he starts asking people about their weekend, and Niall and I got bored of course.

"So what's the band on your shirt called?" I say in a low voice to Niall.

"5 Seconds Of Summer. They're pretty cool." He smiles.

"Yeah I think I heard about them." I say. "What's your favorite song of them?" I smile.

"Heartbreak Girl," He says quickly and confidently, as if he knew that I was about to ask this question.

"I'll listen to it." I smirk. And he chuckles, "Yeah, you should."

"God, Jennie and Niall, would you stop flirting with each other?" Mr.Styles says in a serious tone, making everyone laugh. I blush.

"We're not flirting.." I say shyly.

"Sure. Well I'm going to take off points from your next exam, Jennie, for being so disrespectful. And please leave my class, if what we are saying isn't interesting enough for you." He says angrily, his nostrils flaring.

Woah. Didn't realize he was that upset.

"Okay then." I say, knowing that there's no way to talk some sense into him.

I stand up and leave the classroom without looking at him.

***

I glance at the clock on the wall next to the lockers. I have been here for thrity minutes.

I have been walking around the hallways and eating an apple the whole time, not knowing what to do.

It's not like I'm going to apologize to him.

After what seems like forever, the bell finally rings.

The students all leave to go to their next class. Niall exits after them and sees me, a smile growing on his face.

"Did you see how he yelled at you?" Niall laughs, and I am glad. At least he considers it as a joke, and doesn't think any less of me now.

"Let me get my French books." I chuckle as I say it. He nods. "I will see you there, then."

So I nod back.

I enter the classroom to find only Harry sitting on his desk. No one else was here.

I can't look at him, to be honest. I simply walk to my desk and grab my books, heading back towards the door.

"Jennie.. Can I erm.. talk to you about something?" Mr.Styles says just as I was going to leave.

"Look, if you want to insult me again, I'm fine." I say, tired of his bullshit.

"No actually, I'm sorry about Friday night.. Kissing you and stuff, that was wrong. And also, telling you to leave, that was too low of me. I guess you and Niall talking like that was getting on my nerves." He said with a frown, while running his hand through his hair.

I was speechless.

Did he just apoligize?

"Yeah, of course you regret kissing me.." I say, having nothing better to say.

Really, a guy as attractive as him, wouldn't approach someone like me, unless he's intoxicated.

"No no, I'm not saying that I didn't enjoy the kiss I just-" He says while rushing his words.

Oh, so he enjoyed it? Woah. I'm not sure how to feel about this.

"It was wrong of me, and yeah, Sorry." He says and I nod.

"It's fine now, I guess." I say quietly.

"No don't say you guess, look, I have to make it up to you." He says with a frown.

I raise my eyebrow at him.

"How about I pick you up from school and we'll get lunch or something? Yeah, I'll buy you lunch." He asks and I am surprised.

"Okay." I say and I give him a small smile.

He grins and his beautiful dimples show.

***

After the school day is over, Niall and I walk towards the gate. I guess he's waiting for a cab to take him home, cause he didn't walk like he usually does.

We started chatting about how bad we did in the geography test.

"Don't worry about it, if your mum grounds you, I'll visit you from your bedroom window and we'll still hang out." He winks.

"Aw, that's why you're my favorite, Nialler." I smile at him.

He stares into my blue eyes a little, then kisses my cheek.

I blush and kiss his cheek, back. I guess that's what friends do, yeah?

I can see his cheeks turning red, and he grins as we hug, one last time, before his cab picks him up.

I wave at him, and that's when Harry shows up.

He seems angry about something, and he stares at me without saying anything.

"Are you okay?" I ask, worried.

"Why did you kiss each other's cheeks?" He asks angrily.

"Uh, we're close friends, we always do that." I explain.

He just keeps scowling at me, without a word.

"So shall we go?" I ask him.

"No, this was a mistake. See you tomorrow, Jennie." He snaps, turns his heel and walks away.