“Mia! Mia! Get up we are going!” I hear a voice yell from the hotel room door, followed by loud banging.
“Who the hell is that?” I groan as I slowly try to sit up in the bed. Harry grumbles as he rolls over and sits up as well.
“Mia! Wake up! Mia!” I hear being yelled again. Is that mum? I quickly run over to the closet and chuck on some shirts and a t-shirt before making my way to the door.
“What’s going on?” Harry asks following behind me.
“I have no idea.”
“MIA!” She yells before I quickly unlock and open the door.
Mum?
She’s standing there with tears running down her eyes and her hair in a messy bun. She’s wearing a baggy black shirt and grey track suit pants.
“Mum? What happened?” I ask quickly rushing to her side.
“Get your stuff. We’re going!” She demands walking into the apartment shrugging me away.
“Mum. What’s going on? Why have you been crying?” I ask again.
Harry shuts the door behind us and stands there silently watching.
“William and I, got into a fight.” She sighs wiping the excess tears off her face.
“What do you mean?”
“We got into a fight. So we are leaving.” She bites.
“No.” I sternly say. She can’t expect me just to leave my dream holiday because she got into a stupid fight with William.
“Mia.” Mum shouts sending me a glare.
“We’re not leaving because you got into a stupid little fight with William. I’m sorry mum, I can see your upset but your being unreasonable.” I exclaim. She is pretty upset, but I’m not just leaving.
“I don’t care Mia, we are going.” Mum yells walking over to my suitcase. I run over to where she is and block her from my bag.
“Mum! You can sort it out! I’m sure it’s not that bad!” I say trying to calm her down. It seems yelling back at her isn’t working so I’m trying to be calm.
“I dunno.” She sighs walking away from my bag and lounging on the couch.
“In all respect Ms Wellington. Whatever my father has done I don’t think he meant to hurt you in anyway.” Harry informed walking over to my mother.
“I’m sure Harry’s right mum. You just need to talk to him.” I add. I can see that she’s already starting to calm down, so this is a good thing.
“Who knew I would be getting relationship advice from teenagers.” Mum laughs, running her hands over her face.
“We know our stuff.” Harry smirks looking over to me. It’s true we have had our fights and we have worked them out both times.
“Can I just stay here for a while?” Mum asks.
“Of course.” I smile taking a seat down next to her on the couch. Well at least we managed to calm her down for the moment. That could have ended really badly if she made me leave.
“I’m just going to go take a shower.” Harry mumbles exiting the living area.
“Okay.” I shout back so he can hear me.
“Do you want to talk about it?” I ask mum placing my hand on her arm.
“No, it’s alright.” She quietly replies.
