Detention

Chapter 7

"It's fine." I mumble but she shakes his head and helps me pick up my papers.

"Thank you." I blush.

"No problem." He smiles.

I stare at his emerald green eyes and he stares back into mine, not saying anything.

"Harry.." I say before looking at my shoes.

"Yeah?" He asks.

"I uh.. Never mind, it's weird." I shake my head and turn away and take a few steps towards the door.

He grabs my arm to stop me, "No, tell me." He urges.

"I- I can't, forget it." I stutter.

"Please tell me." He continues.

I sigh. "I can't help but feel.. attracted to you." I admit. Why did I just say that? He's my teacher, he's going to think I'm some crazy and horny girl.

"Hm." He smirks, "I can make you feel good, all you have to do is ask."

"What? I didn't mean it like that!" The color drains from my face and he laughs.

"I'm your teacher, Jennie, you have to control yourself." He says on a serious note.

Ouch. "Yeah, I don't know what I was thinking, probably just looking for a rebound." I shrug and he nods.

I quickly leave the room before I can further embarrass myself.

***

I walk outside of the main building, not talking to anyone.

I feel someone grab my arm. "Where do you think you're going?" Harry asks and I sigh.

"Detention again?" I roll my eyes.

"Yep."

"A party?" I ask and he nods.

"Come on Mr.Styles, you said it yourself, this is inappropriate, you're my teacher." I repeat his words.

"I don't know why I said that, now follow me to my car."