Life (Harry Styles)

Chapter 1.

"Allez  Hannah, mais vite !" (Come on Hannah.)

"Ok maman, je viens!" (Yeah mom, I'm coming.)

Today is our last day in France, I've been here with my family for six years after coming from London because of my dad's work. We're finally going back to my country, I couldn't believe it when they told us the news, and I was the only one who was actually happy.

My sister Jennifer, loved it here and well for my brother mike, he didn't mind, he just knew that I would be happy going back to London. I hate being away from my family and I miss them so much even though sometimes it's not so fun to be with them.

We're now in the airplane taking off, it had been a long day already and for my luck my sister is sitting beside me, I don't hate her, she just gets on my nerves with her hurtful comments. They gave each of us our food, and I was finally going to start eating, I hadn't put anything in my mouth since I woke up and I'm starving.

"You know you should not eat the bread, it makes you gain a lot of weight!" my sister said, here we go, she'll never stop.

"Why don't you leave her alone Jennifer, for just one day?!"

"It's okay mike, she's right! I actually don't feel like eating bread, I am not that hungry!" I smiled at my brother, he just shook his head knowing that I am lying, him and dad are always on my side and they hate when my sister or even my mother say things like that because they know that I am too sensitive and I get hurt since it's not a lovely subject to talk about, specially Mike after he heard me crying one night at like 3 am and he comforted me and we talked about it and I remember feeling so much better.

I shrugged it off, ate then slept for the rest of the flight.

When we arrived, almost everything has changed and it feels so good, I love London and it just gives me a better feeling.

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"C'est ta chambre, et chacun a sa propre toilette !" (It's your room, and everyone has their own bathrooms.)

"Pourquoi parles-tu le français jusqu'à maintenant ? Mais on est arrive a Londres!" I asked my mother. (Why are you still speaking french? We are already in London.)

"I know, I just, well you know I loved France and I think just by speaking French maybe it will always stay fresh in my memory!" I nodded, not really understanding what she means, just feeling tired and wanting to sleep.

She left me alone and went to my sister's, she just loves her so much more than me because of her looks and all, I mean she's perfect, and I'm just me, your typical boring brunette girl, brown hair, brown eyes, dark skin and yeah well fat but my brother has always told me that I'm not that fat, I weigh 170 pounds and I'm lucky I'm not short so it doesn't show that much, I think, but I still feel insecure and hate myself.

And since its summer, I decided to have a whole new life.

From tomorrow I will start running every morning for an hour or so just to get in a better shape. I hope I don't give up and get fit. I even bought a whole new outfit, all colorful and joyful so I can be happier and more excited about this whole running thing!

For now I'll just wear my pajamas and go to sleep on my big and comfy bed in my new room, it's actually big with a balcony and my own bathroom.

It's a whole different new house, bigger and more beautiful than the one in France, since my father is a doctor and well my mother is an architecture and she works in a multinational company, I don't know much about their job, they just don't talk about it and I don't care much to ask.

First chapter.

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