BAD BLOOD! (H.S)

IV. COMER

COMER

noun,

: A person who arrives somewhere.

The hello song- Uknown

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Once I am off the plane. A very long ride that was. Seriously 21-26 hours to get to my destination and the most uncomfortable ride I have ever experienced. Of course my so called father wanted to "punish" me by not flying me in first class. Little did he know that I didn't mind. I hated using his money because he thinks he can buy my love with it. Money isn't everything and it sure can't excuse his absence in my life.

Once I'm off and have collected all of my belongings I walk into the crowded area to see a man holding a sign that reads Harry Styles! on it. Rolling my eyes and scoffing, of course he would call his service to pick me up, I made my way up to guy. I guess he sensed my presence since he looked towards my direction. A grin came across his face at the sight of me as if we were bestfriends  reuniting. I scoff at that idea.

"Mr. Styles?" The guy in a black and white suit asked me. I resist the urge to roll my eyes.

"That would be me sadly" I mutter unenthusiastically.

"Well, right this way sir. Your father is waiting for your arrival."  He gestures towards the exit signifying where he is located. I walk towards the doors without another word or glance. He offers to take my bags but I denied his help. I don't need his help and can for sure carry my own dam bags.

Once outside, he takes the lead to guide me where he is parked. And to no surprise a stretch limo is awaiting. My father just loves to out-do himself. The guy whose name I still don't know, opens the door  for me to enter. I roll my eyes at his gesture simple because I am a man. I don't need another man opening a door for me. Especially one of my fathers minions.

"Um whatever your name is, I don't need you opening doors for me nor do I need you carrying any of my bags. I can do it myself thank you" I say rather harshly sending him an unintentional glare. Anything involved with the man who helped birth me just irritates me.

"It's Liam sir and I'm sorry I'm just doing my job" He says calmly probably use to the rudeness from my father.

"Yea, whatever I don't need to know your name nor do I care. Just take me to where I need to be so I can get it over with." I grunt shutting the door close. I take in a deep breath trying to calm myself before being a comer to a place I much rather avoid.

After an hour we finally arrived to my fathers palace. And when I say palace I'm not exaggerating. This place is huge. With wide eyes and mouth ajar I step out of the car in total awe.

"Welcome to Stärke Institution" He says as he comes to my side. I'm too shocked to notice that he's carrying my bags but I'm too focused on what's infront of me to scold him.

"Welcome to what?" I ask

"Stärke --- Star-kue Institution, It means strength in German." He answers matterfactly.

"What is this place?" I ask him as we start to walk up the hill  to the entrance that's covered with security.ˈ

"I'm sure you'll find out sooner or later" He says disregarding my question. I never knew my father lived here let alone in a mansion. He never talks about his were abouts. He likes to be mysterious one can say and it's annoying as hell. We walk into the mansion and a bunch of maids came to our assistance taking my belongings and scurrying away without a word.

"Come along Mr. Styles, your father is waiting in his office" Liam says walking up the stack of stairs that seem endless.

"Let the games begin." I mutter ,quietly following.

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MERRY CHRISTMAS EVE my lovely unicorns. I just wanted to update because I wanted to lol. But hope you guys enjoy and please comment and vote and let me know what you think.

love, Mama Unicorn! I picked the hello song because I thought it was funny hehe. listen to it.