Harry Takes School Seriously Fanfic の小説・ストーリー

Alex shoved his hands in his pocket and led the way, while Carly followed quietly As Alex and Carly entered the hall, Carly couldn't help but look around in wonder. The was a lecturer standing in front of the class. He was droning on about the history of astronomy, but the students were barely paying attention. Some of them were playing on their phones, others were putting on makeup, and a few couples were chatting together,some were even kissing. * Can this school get any worse?? * Is this the school she's going to study in?? * Really?? As her eyes were still darting around in wonder, she suddenly heard a familiar voice.

Dad, Dante, walks to me and kisses my head. “You should know better that Harry will never do the books. So yeah, I did them.” I say and he laughs just as Church comes to an end and Harry walks out and stops in his tracks, seeing our dad looking at him. He points to the door and bolts. I roar in laughter. He will never change.

While I was being deprived away by my thoughts, Harry must have caught onto something by my expression and the suddenness of me wanting to take his dance class. He pointed out, getting out from his chair. “Wait on there Chris boy, I’m actually taking some freshmen today, don’t tell me it’s related to that girl….” I flipped my head to gaze at the ceiling, breathing out. “What do you think Harry?” My fingers came pressing on my lips, my eyes already visualizing her face. “It would be wrong of me not to teach her a little lesson.”

He looked back at me and then at the phone screen several times as though he was trying to find a similarity between Adrian and me. Right. "Okay, I think that’s enough," I said, taking the phone from him. A picture of Adrian at a conference met my eyes, and I felt my features harden. The sight of his face was enough to upset me, let alone his presence. Even though he’d told me his truth, I wasn’t ready to forgive or forget. The damage had already been done. Now satisfied, Harry finished his breakfast and even asked for a second helping. After helping him pack his books, crayons, pencils, and an endless list of school essentials, we were set to go to school.

I asked him instead of answering his question. "Harry told me about it." Benedict's unequivocal response caused me to look at him with horror. I was hoping that he would say that he was just joking but then by the looks on his face, it looks like Benedict is serious. I can't help but feel a little bit worried for Benedict knowing that he talks to Harry. I'm sure he knows that Harry is a gangster and if in some unfortunate event, Harry got his interest in Benedict then that would be the end of his happy life in senior high. I'm not exaggerating but rumors are circulating around the school that if Harry got an interest in someone, he never stops making that someone's life miserable.

I couldn’t help but wonder—did Lena hate me that much? The voices in the private room continued, “Harry’s truly devoted to you. You’re sending him to another school now—aren’t you afraid he’ll fall for someone else?” “Him?” Lena let out a mocking laugh, as if she had heard the funniest joke on earth. “For me, he even dared step in to stop a group beating. Even when he got bruised and battered, he never took a single step back. You think he’d stop loving me?” Someone muttered quietly, “But what if? Harry doesn’t seem like someone easy to mess with.”

On the way to my home, Harry was talking about trivial things, talking from the weather to his personal tastes, I guess he did all this to make me feel more comfortable with him and stop seeing him as a stranger, and I must admit that he did it well, to the point that I began to answer his questions about my personal life quite naturally, although at the same time I felt at risk from divulging information. I could notice in these minutes that he is a pretty nice person, he is kind, respectful and cute, he was always attentive to what he answered and at no time was rude, nor did he make me feel uncomfortable again, I guess he understood that his kidnap jokes are not funny. "That uniform seems

I answered. "Yeah, that's so you. Is he thinking about sending the girl to Korea after you complete what he wants? That's what he does whenever you're reckless and get caught in a scandal. But dude, if she's really a shawty, I'll just sneak her and snatch from you, man! Haha!" Harry said jokingly. I laughed sarcastically, but he didn't notice. "You can do whatever you want, Harry. Just let me finish my job," I said.

Carwyn Levi smiled and said to Harry: "Okay, stop talking, or your mother will get angry. Harry go out first, Uncle Levi and your mother will go out after changing clothes." Harry rested his face on Carwyn Levi's shoulder and said, "I want Uncle Levi to take me to school." Carwyn Levi smiled and nodded. After Harry left, Grainne pulled the blanket off, and wrapped the blanket around her body, intending to get out of bed and get dressed.

I just want you to run your hands through my hair, pull me closer and kiss me senseless until I forget my name. — H. Harper POV I grunted as I recalled the contents of my letter. It was the most stupid idea I had ever had. I should have gotten rid of it a long time ago, the same way I had gotten rid of my feelings for Jace. The deafening horn of a car about to hit me brought me back to my senses. I startled and fell down on my backside. The car stopped and a tall boy got out, looking worried. He called out to me.