Blink Twice

Harry’s POV

My last year of High School will be great! I’m determined to win the Battle of the Bands competition with my band, the G’s. Being in the so called popular crew at school, makes it that much easier to win.

I’m on my way home now from practice just pumped for this year. I walk inside and hustle to kitchen, I'm hungry and I haven't had food since breakfast. I'm stopped in my tracks when I find my mum, sobbing on couch. What's she doing here? She's usually at work this time of day.

"Um mum?" I softly say.

She picks her head up and I see her red eyes, but she doesn't say anything.

"Are you ok?"

"Harry, there's no easy way to say this. I got fired from my job today, and we won't have enough money to live here anymore"

I stand in awe, not sure what I just heard.

"What do you mean?" I ask her. This can't be happening. Not now, when everything was going perfect.

"We can't afford this house, and I need to find a new job. There's a job similar to my old one, it pays great money, but it's in Michigan. I think I'm going to apply.

" Huh? Michigan? We live in England, that's all the way across the world!

“I know.. but, but I don’t know what to tell you! This would be easier with your father here.” She grumbles.

My father died 6 years ago from November. We were on our way home from a party. I complained the whole time. It was an adult get together with alcohol and lots of it. Dad was getting a little carried away with his good friend Derek. They were fighting, still to this day I don’t know what is was over. I cried to my dad to stop and take me home. “Dad that’s enough! Let’s go!” That’s when I felt the sting on my cheeks. A slap, he slapped me. “Oww.” I cried out in pain.

" What the hell was that for!" I scream, too upset to care what he will do next.

" Come on, we're leaving" he says. Not the reaction I expected, but I'm glad he didn't blow up on me.

And that's when it happened. My dad was drunk and had me sitting right next to him. It was just us on the street, no other cars. Somehow the drunk retard hit the pole, killing himself. Somehow, I got away from it with just a broken wrist and some scrapes.

“Honey?” mum asks

I flash out of my thoughts. “Ya sorry, what?”

“Are you okay?” She looks worried, and I know she knows I’m remembering that terrible night.

" Yeah, I'm fine." Is all I manage to say.

" Harry," she finally says after what seemed like 5 minutes of silence, " I know you love your friends, and you love your school, but I think we're going to have to move. We have nothing here in England, and if we stay, we'll become homeless. We'll not have enough money for anything."

"Mum, what if I have no friends? What if nobody likes me?" I say as I run upstairs to my room.

How can this happen to me, Harry Styles. This is so unfair! I’m not going to the dumb state of Michigan. I can’t leave the G’s and the world wide Battle of the Bands are just in a few months!

Two weeks later, mom confirms my nightmares. She got a Job at Kellogg’s in Battle Creek, Michigan. Nobody even knows where the heck that is. Again,Why me! This is something I never thought would happen. I say my goodbyes to my best mates, Zeke and Nate from the G’s.

My childhood house is bought out by the bank and all my stuff is packed into only three suitcases. The plane ride to America is gonna be so long, this might just be the worst day of my life, behind my dad’s death.