Torn: Buried Secrets

Hangover

Harry's P.O.V

It was Wednesday morning and I was still not over the hangover, and my head was still pounding from last night's drink at my party. I was not looking forward to going to school but who could stand my dad's lecture about for me not going into school Again. Its become a habit for me to skip lessons and no doubt the school hasn't hesitated in reporting to my dad about my skipping school and attendance tho I simply didn't care anymore about my education but I didn't want to have to listen to my dad go on for ages about my future and goals and what not.

I must say this was never like this; 2 years ago I was a grade A student never got into trouble and had no bad reports from school, had kept a great reputation and my parents were always proud at my achievements... until it all changed. Ever since my mum passed away 2 years ago, Im still not over at how it had happened, my whole world came crushing down when I was called from the principles office regarding a family matter.

FLASHBACK

Knock on the door, Mr. Louis Walsh our principle came through the door with a blank stare in his face like he had some news to tell, "Sorry to interupt your biology lesson Mrs. Suarez but I have to take Mr.Styles with me away from your lesson," he looked towards my direction facing me as he told our biology teacher. I never was called out of a lesson and let alone to go to the principle's office so I was confused. As I got up from my seat slowly, thinking about what I had done wrong this week, when I saw Mr Walsh whisper something into Mrs Suarez's ear. Her face showed a little sadness and sympathy. "Harry, you may pack your school bag and follow Mr Walsh to his office," her voice wobbled. I didn't know what was going at this stage as confusion rushed to my mind, why was I being taken away told to pack my bag and leave, school wasn't over I still had two periods left till the day was over and not to forget the look on my teacher's face. "Mr Styles please follow me". Mr Walsh said softly, tho I could hear a hint of order in his voice. Saying no wasn't an option.

As we got to his office and sat down in front of him still unaware of what might happen. "Mr styles I'm afraid what I'm about to tell you isn't good news," Uh oh. "I don't know how to tell you this but 5 minutes ago we recieved a call from your father telling us your mother had a terrible accident while on her way to work.." The hairs on my neck stood up on its ends and I could feel my heart sink to the bottom of my stomach as Mr Walsh spoke. "..w..w..what happened?... She's ok right? Will she be ok?" I asked. "Your mother suffered a terrible accident Harry, a truck crashed behind your mothers car causing it to collide at the side of the road, your mother suffered serious injuries and the car was destroyed, I'm afraid your mother passed away on her way to the hospital, your father is on his way to pick you up and take you with him" I felt like my whole world came crushing down on me, my mother the person who I loved with all my heart and soul, my everything DEAD. It was impossible I couldn't believe this was happening to me I didn't deserve for her to be taken away from me the most prescious thing in my life..GONE!

This could not be happening. No.

END OF FLASHBACK

Thinking of this till this day still brings tears to my eye, but I wasn't the type of guy to show his emotions anymore, after what happened. My father and I moved houses as the house reminded me to much of my late mother, which brings me to London. We grew apart after my mother passed away so we don't have the best father-son relationship, and it doesn't help that he works most hours at the garage he owns. Well since I started school here, I had a new image in school. No more nerd.. My image became the popular guy and always got into trouble, I spent most of my weekends out with my four best mates down the skate park drinking beers or hanging out at each other's places getting smashed.

The girls seem to love my bad guy image and I often get chased around school by groups of girls throwing themselves at me, I have a girlfriend Taylor Swift she's the schools head cheerleader so we have been together for 6 months now yet I'm not into her as much now as she is into me. I mean, she's only with me just for her popularity to grow but I haven't got a care in the world for her as she thinks. I'm not the type of guy to fall in love with a girl for years in a relationship, I'm not the romantic lovey dovey kinda guy that all girls dream off, most of the girls I've been with have been one night stands, till Taylor came along, I mean she is a fit girl and she did catch my eye at first, I didn't exactly ask her to be my girlfriend, I guess we just assumed we were in a relationship as we did go out a few times and she's spent nights round mine, I was the first guy she's slept with so I guess that made her assume we were real, since she started hanging out with me she grew popularity through the girls, so I guess I'm the reason why she's the popular girl at school.

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I got ready for school wearing my black jeans, and throwing on a black sleeveless shirt and a orange beenie I found hanged behind my door. As I made my way downstairs I could hear my dad humming to some song on the radio. I peek through the crack on the kitchen door and I see him standing by the kitchen counter reading the papers with a mug in his hand.

I got to the bottom off the stairs not turning to look at him. "Harry." I hear my dad call out as I walk towards the front door. "Laters." I reply yet I don't look back. I get to the front door get my car keys off the keychain and walk out towards my car.