Mommy • H.S

fifty one ::

Swiftly, they walk side by side. Dressed formally, Harry fixes his collar a firm expression placed on his face. While August's hips sway gently, walking across the hall. Turning the hall, they stop the hall swarmed with children.

Sighing, August shuffles through them holding her boyfriend's hand. Her heels click across the tile floor, Harry yanks open the office door. His face hardening at the children who insulted his own.

"Hello, Mr. Styles, Mrs. Styles." The principal nods, Mr. Henry

"Cortez," August corrects, glancing at the parents of the children. Dressed in causal clothing.

August removes her sunglasses, sitting in the seat Harry pulls out for her, after pushing the seat in he seats himself.

"I'm sorry for your loss, a funeral I assume?" Mr. Henry asks

"No, we're attending a graduation." Harry states firmly, pursing his lips.

"Oh, all black. Sorry." He chuckles nervously

"This is, Mrs. Jackson, and Mr. Jackson. The parents of the child your children had fought with." Mr. Henry explains

"I see." Harry nods, pushing back his hair behind his ear.

"So, we want to know your side of the story. From what your children have told you." Mrs. Jackson says

"Well, your son called my daughter a bitch and my son a faggot. Nathan, said the boy punched him in the face first and that's how things got started." August sighs

"My son? Oh no, he's a good boy."

"Look lady, if he was a good boy do you think we'd be here? Honestly, I'd rather spend this free hour I have eating a bacon cheeseburger, but no I'm here because we have so solve this problem." August snaps

"And how would we solve this problem?" Mrs. Jackson asks

"Well, tell your child to stay away from mine. I mean, well, what else will work?" Harry shrugs

"I think, they should be suspended." Mr. Jackson states

"And what for? And your child just walks away, all free? After calling my children those nasty names? Is that it?" August raises her eyebrow

"Your daughter broke my sons nose!" He defends

"We offered to pay the bills, you refused. Your son layed his hands on my child and he was just defending himself, his sister jumped in. Twins, they stick together." August shrugs

"I don't want any trouble." Mrs. Jackson coughs

"Then, this is over." Harry sits up, smoothing down his suit.

"Mr. Styles-"

"I have somewhere to be, excuse me. We have somewhere to be." Harry frowns

"Look pal, we need to talk this out." Mr. Jackson

"For what reason? We discussed everything, so suspension, no records soiled. We'll send a gift basket soon. Goodbye." Harry smiles, waving

August smirks at Mrs. Jackson, pushing back on her glasses.

"Mom, mom, what happened?" Nathan asks, sitting up from his chair.

"Nothing really, we've got to go. Louis is gonna kill us if we're not on time for his graduation." August sighs

August walks down the hall, Harry behind her. Scanning her thick ass in that dress.

"Nice ass." Harry whispers, kissing her cheek.

"You want some, Daddy?" August smirks

"Maybe." Harry pinches her ass, plunging the key into car door.

"Don't call me that." Harry sighs, rolling his eyes.

"You sure didn't mind four seconds ago." August giggles

"Shush." Harry yanks back the control, driving off.

August watches Harry, drive quickly he steps on the break.

"What the fuck!" A man yells

"Do you not see the green light! It means don't walk! Dipshit!" Harry yells out the window, zooming closer to the man he stops the break causing the brunette to jump back in fear.

Quickly he swerves around him, driving off.

"You almost hit him!" August gasps, slapping his thigh

"Dickhead, he wanted to walk when the stupid light sign said don't walk!" Harry yells

"You almost hit him, hell! You purposely almost ran into him!" August yells

"I don't care!" Harry yells

"That's a lawsuit! We're lucky we don't have one from those- the Jackson family!" August yells

"His fucking dickhead of a son started shit with our son calling him a faggot, our daughter a bitch. He got what he deserved, and and they want to give them a suspension!" Harry screams

"I understand that! I mean, fuck but you didn't have to do that!" August shouts

"Oh, oh, like you wouldn't! You threw a smoothie at the women who put the finger up at you!" Harry shouts

"She fucking had no right to do that! She fucking almost hit my car!" August yells yanking off her sunglasses and throwing them at Harry.

"Oh, so you're yelling at me? When you do the most on the road! Fucking threw your burger at the kid who threw a rock by accident at your tires!" Harry scoffs

"Who throws rocks! He's an idiot, he was seventeen, at least!" August scoffs

"Oh, fuck you." Harry scoffs

"Fuck me! I'll kick your ass!" August screams angrily

"Oh do it, stop screaming!" Harry screams

"You're the one screaming at me!" August yells

"We are here," Harry scoffs, flipping his hair moving out the car. "Asshole." He mutters

August snaps her head to the side, frowning at what he called her.

"What did you call me?" August grips his shirt, shoving him into the car.

"I called you, what you're acting like!" Harry grips her arms, pushing her off him, and yanking her to him so she doesn't fall.

"I'm being an asshole, me?" August growls, yanking his hair.

"Stop- fucking, yanking my hair.. you assh.." Harry grunts

His large hands picks her up, shoving her body into he car. Attacking her neck, with his lips. Moaning she runs her fingers through his hair.

"Ugh, you're such an.."

August tightens her legs around him, forgetting about what she was going to call him.

Roughly, he pushes his hips into hers, slipping in and out of her.

"Mm, feels so good papi." August moans, clinging onto him. Her breaths hard and fast.

"Yeah? Mm, mommy." Harry moans

"Oh shit!" Aaron yells, covering Andrews face.

"Oh.. fuck." August sighs

"You guys are fucking insane! I was looking for you idiots." Aaron growls

"Sorry, we got caught up." Harry coughs, shoving cøck in his pants. Buckling his belt, and pulling August's dress down.

"In a school parking lot? A college, oh god." Aaron laughs loudly

"Shut up." August pinches his butt, "How are you Andrew, did you eat?"

"I fed him, some uh apples and peanut butter." Aaron nods

"Okay. Cool, we're on time?"

"Yeah, Louis isn't up yet, you're on time." Aaron smirks