Dirty Little Secret

I woke up with tired eyes and a small headache. That's what crying always does to me. I looked over to where Harry was and saw him still sleeping soundly. Last night when the movie ended, we moved up stairs so we could sleep comfortably. His naked torso was uncovered with his back facing up while his hair was laid out in random directions. A soft snore came from his lips along with a little bit of drool. I laughed a little myself.

I slipped away from the bed quietly and tugged on one of Harry's sweatshirts. As I creaked down the stairs, I looked at the sort of messy apartment. My bag sat by the door while the tissues and glass from last night still resided on the kitchen counter. Books were stacked up on his side table (my fault) and papers were scattered throughout the dining room (his fault). I made my way around the apartment and tidied things up; stacking his papers nicely and shelving all the books.

When I went into the kitchen, I threw away the used tissues and filed the glass in the dishwasher. I grabbed a pot from the pot hanger above his island and set it on the stainless Steele stove. His favorite dish of mine was Eggs Benedict, and that seemed like the perfect breakfast to make after the stressful night we had. It was a good way to thank him too.

I fished through the fridge and grabbed all the required items before starting. I flipped on his stereo and played soft music from the speakers. I danced along to the music as I cooked the food.

Suddenly, a strong pair of arms wrapped around my stomach and a squeal left my mouth. Harry's throaty laugh rang in my ear as he placed a soft kiss to my cheek. "You didn't need to make breakfast this morning." He said after. I shrugged my shoulders and set the spatula on the counter.

"I felt like a thank you was in order for comforting me last night. This was the only way I could think of." I told him. He made a 'tsk' noise and turned me around by the hips. "You don't need to thank me for being there. I'm your boyfriend, that's my duty. I don't need a thank you." He said with a smile.

I could help my cheeks from cramping as my smile grew into a grin. So mature and sweet Harry is. I'm truly lucky. Harry brushed his nose against mine then turned to make some coffee. I placed the food from the stove on a plate and set it in front of our seats at the island. Harry then placed our hot cups of coffee next to each plate and placed napkins before taking his seat. I slid in next to him and began to munch.

A moan escaped Harry's mouth as he bit into the fresh eggs Benedict. "This is fantastic babe. You need to cook this more often!" He said in-between bites. I smiled at him and continued to eat my food. I could feel the question of "are you really going to quit?" knowing at my gut. I don't want to ruin his morning by asking a heavy question.

"Stop thinking so hard." Harry said, bringing me out of my thoughts. "Sorry." I stuttered and gave him a fake smile. His big hand squeezed my knee as he gave me a kiss to the cheek and went to place his dish in the sink. "I'm going to take a quick shower and then I'm going to type up my letter. Feel free to stay as long as you want." He said walking towards the stairs.

"Wait, Harry." I blurted out. He turned from the bottom step and leaned on the railing. "What is it, love?"

I bit at the inside of my lip. I know it's chewing at me and I know it's being so noticeable because it's wrong. Harry shouldn't risk his job for me. He even came from another country to teach here.

"Harry you can't quit your job, not for me. I'm going to have a guilty conscious if you do because it's not fa-"

His lips crashed into mine in an effort to stop my babbling. I fell into his body and relaxed. He placed his big hands on my cheeks and pulled back. "It's going to happen. Don't fret, we will be fine. Now, go get changed while I shower." He said with another peck to my lips and a light slap to my bum.

I smiled to myself and watched as my rugged man ascended the stairs and disappeared into his bedroom. I did as told and changed into my day. I was really nervous.

An hour later Harry came down the stairs more professional for today. "You look nice." I complimented as he approached me and pecked me again. He smiled against my soft lips then pulled back. "I have to look nice for the principle. I'll have to look around for a job anyway." He said as he walked around the kitchen. I picked at my nails anxiously and watched.

"Are you sure about this Harry?" I asked again. Guilt is still mustering in my gut. He placed the plate in his hand into the sink and walked towards me again. His large muscular arms wrapped around my waist as he held me close. "I don't think I could ever be surer of this. When we move to France, I will find a job and teach there. I have you now and I'm not letting that go."

I smiled up at him as he leant down to give my forehead a peck. He made my heart beat a mile a minute and my smile reach all around the world. To think that I was walking into his class just a few months ago and now I'm standing in his apartment watching him quit his job for me. It gave me this tingly feeling I my stomach.

"Now, go climb into my car and start it for me?" He asked dangling his keys in front of my face. I rolled my eyes with a smile and took the keys as I headed to the car. "Thanks love!" He called over his shoulder.

I opened the door and to my surprise, my brother was standing outside it with hand looking as if he was about to knock. "Troy?" I asked dumbfounded.

He looked around nervously and pushed me back inside. "Belle, what the hell is going on?" Troy asked. I furrowed my eye brows in confusion and stepped back. "What are you talking about?"

"There are news reporters outside our house and the dean is at our house talking to mom as we speak. Someone tipped them that you and Mr. Styles are together."

I felt my heart sink to my feet and my head started to get dizzy. The anonymous black mailer said that we had till tomorrow to tell! Why is this happening!? "Harry!" I faintly called out before sliding down the wall. Harry's head popped around the corner and ran to me. "Belle!? What happened!?" I didn't respond to him, I only starred at the opposite wall. He looked to Troy for an answer.

"Somebody tipped the Dean, Harry; she's talking to my mother right now." Troy informed Harry. Harry mumbled a profanity and ran his fingers through his hair. I say there trying to figure out what we can do. I was too shocked to move and couldn't response.

I heard Harry ask Troy to help him move me to the couch. I was cold and pale I was so scared. Harry paced the room back and forth as Troy held me and comforted me. I can't believe this has come to this. Just as we were about to leave to solve this situation. Harry and I would have to be split apart, and possibly, Harry could go to jail.

"What are we going to do?" I said quietly. Both boys turned to me with quizzical expressions. I haven't talked in the past half hour, I was probably scarring them. Harry walked over to me and got on one knee. He put his hands in my upper thigh and looked me in the eye. "Don't you worry, Belle. We’re going to get out of this. We just need to think."

I watched his calm facial expression and relaxed a little bit. My brain searched for a solution. Then it hit me.

"Oh my god...oh my GOD!" I said while standing up. Both Harry and Troy stood up too and watched me for an answer to my outburst. "Harry, I'll graduate early! I can graduate early and you can stay back at the school! It's perfect! You won't be my teacher and I won't be your student!"

It looked they were processing what was happening. Harry smiled and ran towards me, picking me up and spinning me in the air. "That's perfect, Belle!" He exclaimed. I hugged him back and looked at Troy who had his finger tangled in my hair. Harry out me down and I ran to hug Troy. He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me back. "Belle we need to tell them now. Let's go back to our house and tell the Dean that you want to graduate early."

I looked at Troy then back to Harry to see his response. Harry smiled and nodded his head, "that's a brilliant idea, Troy." I smiled and Harry and hugged Troy again. "Let's go then!! What are we waiting for!?"




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Upon arriving Troy and I's home, reporters sat along the sidewalk to the front gate. Big security guards stop on each side. I slumped down in the back seat along with Harry as Troy talked to the two security guards. Harry's hand held tightly onto mine, he was freaking more that I was. My thumb traced small patterns along his palm to try and relax him.

Troy was ushered through and the sound of the reporters intensified. I could see the flashes of light through the windows and people being held back against the guards. This was all too crazy. "There are so many people, Troy. How did this get out so fast?" I asked.

"Social media" was all he said before parking the car and closing the garage door. "So what's the plan?" Troy said as he turned to face us. I looked over to Harry to see shrugged shoulders and furrowed brows. "Well I'll go in first. If you want, you can follow me in too. I'm sure if they see you there will be more questions answered." I suggested.

Harry looked more nervous now. The thought that he would be faces and looked at by the school principle and one of his student’s parents was getting to him. I leaned over and gave him a soft kiss on his lips. He looked to be a little happier.

We climbed out of the car and began our trek up the stairs to the main floor of the house. From there, I could hear the muffled voice of my mom and the dean. Now just a door was in the way of Harry and I amfate. I looked back at the two boys behind me and they both gave me a nod. So I opened the door.

The head of the dean and my mother turned my way. My mother had a face of relief as she got up give me a hug, but then she saw Harry. Her face dropped into a growl and her body lunged faster. "You pedophile bastard!" She shouted as she ran towards us. I stood in front of Harry protectively while Troy ran out from behind us to pull back mom. "Mom, calm down! Calm down, they're here to talk!"

Troy had her arms locked behind her as she struggled to let free. "You put your hands on my little girl! Your student! She doesn't know better!" My mom repeated over and over again. At one point I could see tears forming in her eyes.

"Mom! Please, we're here to talk!" I said stepping a little closer. Mom started to calm down, her heavy breathing being the only sound in the huge house. Dean Garden walked over to us with a heavy look. She was scary looking up close, I was intimidated.

She stood in front of Harry and me with the most unpleased look. I could practically see the age on her face. She wore a suit with her bobbed hair framing her face. From behind, Harry's hand laced with mine as he cleared his throat.

"Dean Garden, I would like to explain this be-"

"Mr. Styles, you are in an inappropriate and illegal relationship with one of my students and yours. I don't know what it is in England, but that is extremely frowned upon in the country and is taken seriously by the court of law." Dean Garden interrupted.

"Yes, I know but-"

"There is no excuse for the actions you have taken in this offense and I have no choice but to put you under arrested for child molestation." She continued.

"No! You can't do that!" I shouted as two large cops came over. They took Harry's hand from mind and placed them behind his back as he was handcuffed and read his Miranda rights.

My world felt as if it was crashing down around me. I can't let this happen. "Please, don't take him away, let me explain!" I shouted to the officers. They wouldn't listen to me so I turned to the dean.

"Dean Garden, this isn't Mr. Styles fault! It's mine!" The two guards stopped in their place as they waited for Dean Gardens response, but she didn't say anything. She just looked down at me with judgment and walked closer.

"That doesn't make up for what he has done. He has broken the law, Belle, and as dean I cannot let this go unsolved."

"But it was my choice. I was the one who advanced on him first." I lied.

"Belle, stop." My mother said.

"No, mom. I'm not going to stop," I said looking at her, "I love Harry more than I've ever loved anyone before. He has been for me when you weren't."

Mom looked hurt and sunk into Troy a little bit. "But...but I have you everything." She whispered.

"Mom, you've ignored me this past year. You were off with the love of your life while I was stuck here. I need the love of someone and he gave it to me. Not you." I said boldly.

Mom looked as if she was about to collapse into a heap if tears on the granite floor. But my attention was stolen by Dean Gardens harsh words.

"I'm tired of you privileged kids getting what you want. You're all nothing but spoiled brats who can't take no for an answer! Bottom line, I am taking Mr. Styles under custody for child molestation and that's it!" Dean Garden shouted as she motioned for the two cops to take Harry.

"No, please!" I said clasping onto Harry's arm. "Belle, stop. You can't get arrested!"

"But Harry, I love you! Don't leave me! Please don't take him away!" I cried and fell to my knees. I watched through teary eyes as they took the thing that meant the most of me to my front door.

"Harry.." I sobbed. A familiar pair of arms closed around me as Troy rocked my back in front. My throat closed up and the tears kept coming. Harry looked back at me with a look of defeat and mouthed the three words that brought my world together.

"I love you."

That was it. Harry was going to be taken from me in a matter of minutes and there was nothing that I could do. I cried into Troy's shoulders. Asking, "why, why, why!" did this happen to me? Never have I felt so crushed and heartbroken in my life. Harry was the only one who had ever taken me under his win and showed me love and affection, saying that I was his world and he would do anything to be with me. If only it hadn't lead to this...

"STOP!" My mother’s voice boomed through the front entrance. The Dean and the two cops turned around to look at her. Troy and I turned too. She walked forward and helped me to my feet. She looked me in the eyes with both her hands on my cheeks. My year stained face was red from crying. Her soft lips touched my forehead with a kiss before she said, "I love you so much".

She turned to the Dean once more and held my hand in his. "Release Mr. Styles at once. We will not be pressing chargers." Mom said. I looked at her in total disbelief as did Troy. Was she really sticking up for this? After years of neglect, my mother was doing something for me?

The dean looked taken back by this request. "But Mrs. Andrews, you requested to take this man into custody?" The dean asked confused.

My mother looked at me and rubbed my thumb with hers. "You've insulted my daughter and me, and I will not stand for it! I may not have paid enough attention to her in the past but you can bet your ass that I will be there for her from now until the end of my time. My daughter loves that man. I can't let something so special walk out of her life." She said still looking at me. I couldn't contain the smile on my face. She smiled back and repeated for them to let Harry go.

The dean stuttered before commanding the guards to release Harry. When his hands were free, he ran right to me and enveloped me into a big right hug. The tears came again, but I watched as the dean and two officers exited the house.

"I love you so much, Belle." Harry whispered into my hair. "I love you too, Harry." I sobbed into his shoulder.

He set me down and turned to my mom who was standing with Troy's, a mascara trail standing her cheeks. I wrapped my arms around her and squeezed her tight. "I can't believe you did this for me!" I exclaimed. She squeezed me back just as hard and kissed my hair. "You're my angel. I'm sorry I've ignored you the past few years. It's just been hard. I love you so much." She said as she pet my hair. "I love you too mom."

We broke apart and looked between Harry and my mom. It was a little awkward, but my mom opened to him and he gladly took the hug. "I don't know how to repay you, Mrs. Andrews. You're a life savor." Harry said during the hug. She pulled back and Harry wrapped his arm around me.

"The only thing I ask of you is that you keep my daughter out of harm’s way." She said.

He looked down at me with such joy in his eyes and that pearly smile I fell for. "I will give your daughter the world. I love her."

Notes

OKAY! Do don't you fret my babies. I'm going to be making an epilogue. I know that this has been waited for for SOOOO long. I'm so sorry! I really hope you enjoy this ending, the epilogue is going to be nice and long and hopefully it'll be published soon. Thank you so much for reading and the 10/10 vote and the almost 26,000 reads I appreciate it sooo much :D