High school ( Harry Styles )

Day 1

I woke up to the alarming sound of my little brother running around yelling.. probably in his cape that he is highly obsessed with. Ignoring him, I get out of my bed and look at my clock. Of course, I was going to be late. I rushed around trying to look close to decent but just ended up with skinny jeans, my favorite sweatshirt, and my once clean Vans. I ran downstairs yelling "Noah! Let's go! We're going to be late!" As I walked downstairs, I noticed my father, a drunk, yet loving man. He was sitting on the recliner he bought when I was 9 years old. My mother hated the ratty thing. But my father on the other hand, fell in love with it . My mother died in a car accident when I was 12. That's when my father started drinking. He has trouble keeping his nerves in tact, and the only thing that seemed to help was the alcohol. Realizing I was wasting time pondering about my past life, I ran to go find my annoying little brat of a brother. When I was sure we were ready to leave, I grabbed Noah's hand and pulled him out the door. The drive to his school is shorter than mine is which is great so I don't have to go back and forth. Arriving at his school, I got out and opened the door for him. He's short for a 8 year old, but my truck is pretty high of the ground. Waving Noah goodbye, I stepped back in my vehicle and drove to school.