Detention

Chapter 11

What?

What the hell is his problem? So now he's mad cause Niall and I did some sweet gestures?

God, I told my mom not to pick me up from school.

I start walking home, and it was starting to rain.

Great.

When I get home, I'm soaked.

Again, my mom isn't home. Where does she keep going?

I simply make a burger, like every day and I eat it quickly while drinking coke.

How am I not fat? Niall says it's unhealthy but I think he just wishes he could make burgers as good as mine.

I remembered that I have detention, for the first time.

As I expected, I hear a knock on the door.

I open to find Mr.Styles, wearing a black shirt and blue skinny jeans with a bandana on his hair.

"Why do I have to pick you up every single time?" He says in an irritated tone.

I ignore him. He starts driving.

"A party, again?" I sigh.

"Yeah, Zayn's house, as usual." He says quietly.

"Don't you have work to do?" I ask, trying to escape the party.

"Don't you have other stuff to think about?" He snaps.

"No, cause I'm stuck going to a party with you and your friends." I snap back.

"A party is fun, Jennifer. You don't have to act like a child."

"Me? A child? And what would the director if he finds out that you are taking me to parties during detention times?" I taunt him.

"Well I guess he just shouldn't find out." He states.

"You're a bad teacher."

"You're annoying, you know that? Just stop talking." He says as we pull over in front of Zayn's mansion.

"Why do you have to be so rude to me?" I blurt out.

"Because I want to." He says like a five year old.

We start walking in the lobby, waiting for the elevator.

"I have been nothing but nice to you, and you're here being a jerk." I continue.

His expression suddenly changes and he stares at me.

"Jennie. Do you know how it feels like to see you looking beautiful as f**k, and being the one who is going to take you to lunch, and then what do you do? You kiss Niall Horan on his cheek." He frowns.

What the.. I looked beautiful? He's jealous and he's admitting it? I must be dreaming.

"And don't you think it's bad for me? I was going to have lunch with you, maybe have fun, and you just turn me down?" I say.

He looks suddenly at me, as if my words meant something to him.

"f**k and do you know how bad I want to kiss you right now?" He says, moving slightly closer to me.

I blush so much, I hope he doesn't see it.

"Oh really, you want to kiss me?" I smirk. I add: "Must be why you're so-" I get interrupted.

He pushes me against the wall, pressing his lips to mine.