TWO GHOSTS || L.S

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Harry Styles' POV

I woke up early today since its the first day of school. I'm still aint ready for this. Hope it all goes well.

"Harry!!!"

"Baby" my mom shouted at me on my room like an 8-year-old child. I shouldve not slept in this house.

"What?!" i complained.

"Now youre mad? That's what im saying honey, you shouldve just took your father's business job instead of this stupid teaching job" my mom said. For the last 7 years she's always been like this with me whenever its my first day of teaching every school year. She is constantl telling me that i should sleep in her house instead of mine whenever its the 1st day. I dont know why. This house is full of shitty moments. She's continually trying to persuade me that Dad's business is fun, fun and fun, even thought its clearly not. She'll forever tell me that being a C.E.O is always better than being a Professor. Fuck that. I love teaching and i love Science so i disobeyed them and i pursued my dream. I got my own house with the help of my sister, Gemma. She works for our company and i can tell that she also dont want to be in there, but she really aint got a choice so she gave it a try. She also bought me cars and stuffs. I can say that i'm a spoiled brat (of my sister) HAHAH. I can buy my own things but she always insist to buy me stuffs.

"Its so early to hear your complains mom" i said to her and covered my face with pillows.

"Whatever, Harry. Go fix yourself, 'Professor' " she gave emphasis on the word 'Professor' i dont know why she's always mad at me.

I went to the bathroom and took a shower. Washed my hair with my favorite shampoo which is KHIEL'S Shampoo. Rinsed that all off and did the like, wrapped my bottom half with white towel. Dried my gorgeous hair and combed it up.

I finally went to my closet and picked up a Gucci white sleeves, buttoned it all up and folded the sleeves into 3/4. I also picked up a black fitted jeans for the style, slipped up my white Adidas Stan Smith and fixed all my things and throw it all up in my backpack.

I quietly went downstairs like im a 6 year old child trying to sneak out to go outside and play. I was about to open the door.

"Eat. Styles" My mom said. I slowly turned around and gave her a poker face.

"Im gonna go to work now" i uttered.

"Youre not gonna win so come here, sit your ass down and eat" she pointed at the table then put her 2 hands on her waist. I rolled my eyes and groaned

"You cant control me anymore. Im 28, im old now and that means i can do whatever i want. Goodbye" i opened our door and went to my car. Jesus Christ i hate this family whose always thinking bout MONEY, MONEY AND MONEY.

I drove for  like 45  minutes and finally got to the school. I was about to enter the premises when the guard stopped me. I looked at him with a big question mark in my face.

"Sorry?" i told him.

"I can't let you in Sir"

"Why not? I work in here. I'm Harry Styles, an Astronomy Professor"

"Your shoes, Sir"

I looked at my shoes and--

"For fuck sake" i told the guard.

"It is stated in the code of the school--"

"That you cant wear white or any color 'sneaker' shoes if youre a Professor or a personnel" i interrupted him.

"Ah, guess you know the code, Sir" he said

"You should probably wear leather shoes instead" he added and smiled at me. I face palmed my self and a bright thought came into my mind. I went to my car and opened the door of the backseat. I knew it, i have 2 pairs of leather shoes that i forgot to take out from the car from  last year's school year HAHA. #Blessed.