Harry Styles: bad boy

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Sarah's POV

"But mom I don't want to" I screamed. I don't want to move and she has to accept that. I have all my friends here and I can't leave them I just can't.

"Honey , liste-"

"NO MOM I'M NOT GOING TO LISTEN. I'M NOT MOVING!" I cut her off.

"Go to bed! You're tired" she said with a calm voice.

I just turned around and walked upstairs, I'm never this mean to my mom. This is literally the first time I'm screaming at her. But I grew up here I can't leave this house or my friends. I can't. I decide to take a shower. The water is hot and relaxing. I reach for my shampoo. It smells so good. When I step out of the shower I grab a towel and dry my hair with it and I use another to dry my body with it, I step into my room and pick a pyjamas. And I fall asleep.

I feel something on my shoulder. I can't tell if it's morning or night I'm too tired to think.

"Wake up sweety" I hear my mum say

"Goodmorning mom" flashes from yesterday runs trough my head. I was really mean.

"Mom listen, I'm sorry for yesterday" I say

"It's alright honey. Come downstairs and eat" she puts a smile on her face, I can see it's fake. And she leaves the room

2 hrs later

"Are you ready to go now?" My mom asks with a sad tone

"Yeah I guess so.." I can't understand it. We're really moving? I'm thankful I got to say bye to my friends.. We arrive to the new house after 4 hours on the road. I can see a lot of houses and my mom parks outside a big White House. It's beautiful absolutely beautiful.

"We're here. I promise you you will like it. Do you want me to go with you to your new school tomorrow? She asks

Crap

I forgot that I'll start a new school.

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