Harry's POV
Honestly, I don't even know how my first day managed to go so well. Surprisingly I made - well I least I think I made- six new friends who seem to like me and not embarrass myself in front of them.
Finally, I reach the gates of the school and walk out mentally congratulating myself for doing so well. I then grab my earphones and plug them into my phone turning on my music and silently listening while walking.
About ten or more minutes later I reach our house to see our car is gone along with my Dad. "Thank god" I mutter to myself opening the door and slamming it shut. I then walk over the the kitchen and sit on a barstool scrolling through my phone.
I looked up from my phone scanning my surroundings but my eyes suddenly focused on a bottle of beer. I don't know why I do that and I guess it should scare me especially with my dads 'addiction'. You want the truth? It does, in fact it really scares me but it doesn't stop me from opening the bottle and sipping it. Which I did.
Oh god harry your a mess.
That thought bounced around my head making me feel worse than I did. Oh well.
A/N:
Should I add a ship in this book? It would be Harry and someone else but I don't know if I should. Anyway sorry for the poorly written chapter I tried my best and I just wanted to get a chapter out.
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Messed Up - Wroetoshaw / minishaw (On Hold)
Fanfiction"So Harry how would you describe yourself?" The young boy froze for a moment before finally answering "Honestly?" He questioned before receiving a simple nod "Messed up"
