when i got the idea for this i got so excited, i wrote it up so fast lol
anyways i hope you enjoy it and if you want a part two let me know x
It had been about a month and a half since school started, and I had a parent/teacher conference with Mason’s teacher. I showed up early, and as I walked down the hall to his classroom I heard his class singing the clean up song. I smiled as I got to the door, seeing all of the kids happily singing as they cleaned up their messes, cheering once the room had been cleaned.
I saw Mason’s teacher, and noticed he was wearing a red floral print shirt, one that most people probably wouldn’t be able to pull off, yet it looked great on him. He was tall, with short brown hair, and though I could barely see his eyes from across the room while at the door, I could still tell how pretty they were.
“Alright everyone, fingers on lips, please.” The teacher said, putting his index finger to his mouth and the students followed suit as they quieted down, then sat in their seats.
“Now, before you go make sure your field trip paper is in your take-home folders, as well as your matching homework. They are both very important. I would like both of them back tomorrow, but if you can’t get the field trip paper back tomorrow it’s okay. As long as I get it by friday.”
Just then, the bell rang and everyone got their backpacks and left for the bus, the teacher saying his goodbyes to them as they did so. I walked in and Mason beamed as he saw me, running to me and hugging me tightly.
“Hey sweetie, did you have a fun day today?” I asked him.
“Yeah!” He said excitedly, pulling away to look at me. “We learned about seasons today.”
“Wow, how fun!” I smiled.
“You must be Mason’s Mum,” His teacher said as he approached us, shaking my hand. I immediately noticed how gorgeous he was up close, but I quickly pushed the thought away.
“The kids call me Mr. Styles, but you can call me Harry.”
“Hi Harry, I’m (y/n).” I replied.
I started to get butterflies as his hand lingered a bit on mine before he pulled away.
Harry bent down in front of Mason. “Hey, Mase, do you want to go draw a picture while I talk to your Mum?”
I thought it was cute that he’d only been Mason’s teacher for a short amount of time, yet he called him by his nickname.
Mason agreed, going to his desk as Harry brought him some paper and crayons. I then followed him to a table in the back of the room, sitting across from him.
“So, before you ask, Mason’s not in trouble,” Harry assured me.
“I just figured we should talk, as you couldn’t make it to orientation.”
I smiled sheepishly. “That makes sense. I’m so sorry I couldn’t come.”
“No need to apologize, I completely understand.” He smiled.
“Now, if you don’t mind, I’d like to ask you questions like I’ve asked the other parents. Just to get a sense of how things are for my students outside of school to see if we need to adjust things here.” He explained.
I nodded. “Ask away,”
He chuckled lightly. “So, what is Mason’s home life like? Does he have any siblings?”
“Well, his home life is fine. And no, it’s just me and him. He doesn’t have any siblings and his father isn’t exactly… around.” I said, looking at hands.
Harry frowned. “Oh, I’m so sorry to hear that.”
“It’s fine, I’m managing on my own. I’d rather it just be me and Mason than having to deal with drama or visitation stuff. With me working, it would be so difficult to get him back and forth like that.”
“Do you have a babysitter for him?” Harry asked next.
I sighed. “I did, but she quit recently.”
Harry all but frowned again, then said, “Well, if you ever need someone to watch him after school or on the weekends then I’ll gladly do so.”
“Oh no, I couldn’t.” I waved him off.
“I’m sure you’re already busy as it is, and you technically already watch him five days a week anyways.”
Harry smiled. “Exactly, so what’s a few more hours here and there?”
I laughed, him joining in. “Thank you, I really appreciate it.”
Of course my son’s teacher had to be one of the most beautiful, sweet guys I’d ever met.
“It’s no problem,” He said as he pulled his phone out, tapping on the screen, and handed it to me. “Put your number in for me.”
I obliged, grabbing my phone and pulling up my contacts so he could do the same. Then we returned each other’s phones.
“Thanks for coming in,” Harry said nicely.
I grinned. “It’s no problem, it was nice meeting you.”
“The pleasure’s all mine,” He smiled back.
We looked over at Mason, who looked content as he drawled. I looked back at Harry and he was already looking at me, an adorable look on his face. As we looked at each other, a feeling washed over me, one that I couldn’t quite put words to. But the moment was interrupted as Mason came up to us.
“Momma, Mr. Styles, look at my drawing!” He said eagerly. It was a picture like most kids would draw of their family, everyone holding hands, except it was of Harry, Mason, and I. My eyes got wide, and I looked at Harry to see how he reacted. I expect him to look slightly uncomfortable, but instead, there was a big smile on his face. I mentally sighed as I looked at the picture again. It was honestly really cute. And I couldn’t help but think that it looked so… complete.
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