The Tutor: A Harry Styles/One Direction Fan Fiction

“Brianna!” he said. Great. I pretended I didn’t hear him and ran down the hall. To my surprise he ran after me. “What?!” I screamed at him. He looked taken aback. I continued walking down the hall. “Um…uh…Mr. Welles…um…” “Would you stop?! Just say it!” I stopped walking and turned around to look at him. He was just standing there. “Well?” I said. “I can’t wait all day.” I started my quest to the principal’s office again. I didn’t hear any footsteps behind me. I glanced back and Harry was still standing there. “Don’t yell at me.” I stopped dead in my tracks. Did he just say something to me? I turned around and took a few steps toward him. “Everyone’s always picking on me and I’m sick of it!” His voice echoed through the hallways. For the first time in my life, I felt sorry for him. -------------------------------------------------- I'm bad at summaries so just read the story