I woke up by the smell of pancakes. I hopped out of bed , put my hair in a bun , and but on comfortable shorts. I went in the restroom and brushed my teeth.
"Good morning guys." I told my parents.
"Good morning." They both said in unison. "So Brooke , your mom and I are gonna go on a vacation to Florida for a week." My dad said.
"Can I go too?" I asked. We live in New York , I just wanna get out of the state.
"No , I told Mr.Styles about this trip and he seemed worried about you. So he's gonna stay here with you." My dad explained.
I gased. No.
"Something wrong dear?" My mom seemed concerned.
"Um no." I said almost out of air. "Im gonna go up stairs."
"I hope you're alright." My mom said.
Harry staying with mr for a week. Imagine the things he will do to me. What If I store food I'm my room and lock my self for a week? I need ideas and I needed to know how much time I have. I got out of my room and saw my dad watching tv.
"Dad , when are you guys leaving for Florida?"
"In the Morning."
