Mr. Styles

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"Olivia!" i hear my mother yell i ignore her and continue sleeping. i hear her footsteps getting closer and closer until she opens my door "Olivia get up you're going to miss your flight!" she yanks the blanket from my body. "Ugh why are you even making me go with him" i complain even though i already know why.

"I'm so sick and tired of your attitude and behavior i've been dealing with it for 11 years and it's time for your father to grow some balls and look after you" she says her hands on her hip. I roll my eyes and get up, grabbing my outfit from my chair which was a unplugged nirvana t-shirt dress and some nike shorts.

My mom was making me move in with my dad since he was almost never around. how lucky am i? she's making me live with him for an entire year well at least until my senior year of high school is done i think? i hope so.

When i'm done getting ready i take one last look in the mirror and get my bag. I go to the kitchen and see my suitcase and carry on are already there. "I just talked to your dad and he said that all your other things are in your room in his house" she said. My mom made me pack all my belongings into boxes so she could ship them over to LA, so by the time i get there i could feel at "home". Bullshit.

"Okay c'mon we gotta go" she said grabbing my suitcase. I grabbed my things and stuffed them inside the car. I turned around and admired the beautiful house in front of me.

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"Last call for flight DL3732 Las Vegas, Nevada to Los Angeles, California" said a woman from the intercom "Okay honey" my mom said while giving me my carry on.

"I'll miss you, and i love you so much" she says hugging me as i hug her back. She finally let's go "Bye mom" i say and grab my carry on. When i get to my seat i put my phone on airplane mode. How will my dad react? How will he welcome me? Will he treat me good? All these questions flood my mind.

I've never really had a good bond with my dad. The only time i talk to him is on my birthday when he sends me a card with money. I know he's rich like millions of dollars rich, but i've never seen his home, or cars, i know he's a business man and has his own buildings, but i never bothered to do more research about him.

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"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Los Angeles International Airport. Local time is 12:34PM and the temperature is 70 degrees" the flight attendant says. i put my book away and turn on my phone. After getting off the plane i dial my dad's number "Livy!" he says. ugh

"Dad where are you?" i ask "Hun i couldn't make it out of a meeting but i sent my driver to pick you up, just look for your name" he says "Okay" i say and hang up. Great.

I grab my suitcase and start looking for the sign that says my name. Finally i spot a man with a suit and in his hands is a tablet with my name on it. I go up to him "Olivia Avery?" he asks "Yes" i say.

He takes my suitcase and carry on and i follow him to the car..

A/N:
wow ok this is something new but i hope that i can write as frequently. vote for more chapters!