Miserable (Harry Styles)

Scooter

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Hello guys. Thank you again for giving up your time to read my story. I am really grateful. I cannot promise you anything but, yeah. In this chapter, we will start at Harry's family. Please favorite and comment if you liked it! Love lots. x (:

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HARRY'S P.O.V

"Son, Christmas is fast approaching. What do you want for Christmas?" My dad said while eating his cheese popcorn that mom prepared for him.

"Hmmm... Mom! Can you help me think of a great present?" I shouted from our living room.

"How about that scooter you've always wanted, Harry?" Mom said from the kitchen cleaning all the dirty plates.

"Oh yeah! Thanks Mom! Dad, do you remember the last time we went to Will's house? Have you seen his scooter? I wanted to try it so bad but he did not let me. He told me that I was too young and I might fall." I told dad while looking straight at his green eyes.

"I can't seem to remember, but alright. We'll go for that. I'll teach you how to use it so nothing bad would happen to you while riding it." Dad said with a smile and pinched my nose, making it red.

"Thanks, Dad! I love you so much!" I kissed his cheek full of beard and hugged him tightly.

"I love you too, Son." said Dad. He then, asked me to turn off the television, do my routine, and head off to my room afterwards.

I turned off the television, did my routine, and gave them both a goodnight kiss and hug. As I walked to my room, I changed into my pajamas, and lied down on my bed, looking for a comfortable spot. I can not stop thinking about the scooter, which gave me a hard time to sleep. I just can't help it. Who wouldn't be excited, right? In my mind, I could already imagine myself riding the scooter while my dad is teaching me how to use it. Christmas is in 20 days and I can already feel the spirit of Christmas in our home.

My mom went inside my room to get my dirty clothes, and asked me, "Harry, why aren't you sleeping yet? You're going to wake up early tomorrow for school."

"Mom, I'm just really excited for the scooter that dad's going to give me for Christmas. I can't help but think of it." I said while looking at my window.

"I know you are excited for your scooter, sweetie. You'll get it soon. But for now, you have to sleep first because you have your classes tomorrow. Are we okay with that, Harry?" Mom said with her sleepy eyes. I can see that she is worn out from all the chores here in our house.

"Yes, Mom. I love you, and goodnight." I hugged her for the last time and she kissed my forehead. My mom closed the door of my room and I drifted off to sleep.

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"Harry! Wake up, Harry!" I can hear my mom shout my name from the kitchen. I'm still sleepy so I did not bother standing up and walking to the kitchen.

"Harry, how many times will I call you to wake up?!" My mom went inside my room to wake me up.

"But Mom, I'm still sleepy. Please let me sleep. I want to skip school today." I told my mom with my face, facing the pillow, and the blanket all over my body so I have no idea if she understood me well. My mom did not say anything, and I thought she already left my room, instead, she removed the blanket from my body and lifted me up, feeling the cold air brush against my skin.

"I prepared pancakes for you, sweetie." My mom said with a grin on her face.

"PANCAKES! THANKS MOM!" I shouted and ran to the kitchen as fast as I could. Pancakes are my all-time favourite.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE:
I know this is really short but I'm trying my best to keep everything long. Do you guys prefer it long or short? Thank you again for reading! Send your suggestions in the comment box and I'll try to reply to every single one of it. Again, thank you! Love lots. x (: