God, I hate plane rides and this one is really sucking. The ride is an ungodly sixteen hours long, and to make it just that much better, this is just part one. My dad and I are moving once again for his job. What does he do you might ask? I have absolutely no freaking idea! At least this move might be interesting; who knows, maybe I'll see kangaroos fighting in the street. Kangaroos; that's right, you guessed it: we are moving from Los Angeles, California to South Wales, Australia. Oh joy.
"Kade. Kade!" My dad yells yanking my earbuds out.
"What, dad?" I ask looking at my dearest father.
"Please pay attention." He says, indicating the flight attendant who is going through the procedures.
"Dad, believe me I have them memorized at this point." I say, replacing my ear bud and look out the window again. He frowns at me but let's me be.
I can barely remember how many times that we have moved at this point and believe me it's getting tiresome. It's a new city, new school, new people about every six months. He knows I resent him for moving me all the time. I just want to live permanently with my mom and my brother, Harry.
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My dad shakes my shoulder several hours later, interrupting some much needed beauty sleep.
"We're here." He says. I nod, collecting my things, and we head out into the airport and get our luggage. We go out and get in the car that my dad had ordered and gotten dropped off at the airport and head to our new home.
We pull up and I get out. I look up at the typical, modern, extravagant house we'll be staying in.
"Home, sweet home." My dad says smiling at me.
"My home is in England." I say and head into the house. I hear him sigh but say nothing.
My name is Kade Styles and I just want to go home.
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FanfictionMy older brother is Harry Styles. Well half- brother. My dad has never let me live permanently with my mom and brother and sister. So he drags me around the world with him. I was done with the traveling. But then I moved to Australia and met my boyf...
