Somebody Else • H.S

twelve ;;

^ baetology

it switches to first person to third person, sorry im so used to writing third person ):

"Mum, please." I whine

"No, Harry." She says, sighing as she pushes up her glasses.

"She's not going to be rude, please. Mum." I groan

"She probably won't be ready in time." My mother sighs, packing her telescope into the case.

"Mum, pretty please." I smile sweetly, poking out my dimples. I know she'll say yes now.

"Fine, Harry." My mother smiles faintly, pinching my cheek.

"Thanks!" I giggle, dialing Clio's number into my phone.

On the second ring, she answers: "Hello," She yawns, I can hear chips crunching on the other side.

"Clio, hello, do you want to come with us? We're going to a star... thing. For the weekend?" I smile

"Um, sure. I have no plans, bring clothes. Right?" Clio yawns once more

"Yes, bring clothes. We'll be there for three days, since we don't have school on Monday." I smile

"Cool, you'll pick me up?" Clio yawns

"Yes, we will at 12:30. Today." I explain

My mother rolls her eyes, giving me a small smile before kissing my forehead.

"Harry, the paparazzi is outside again, just a couple photographers this time. Bring them this." My mother smiles, holding out a tray for me, with several cups and a pitcher of lemonade.

"Okay," I smile, they must've heard about my father taking us to a trip again. They come around anytime something big happens.

This really isn't big, but they like to check up on us.

"Hey, Harry Styles, can you tell us how your father is doing? Does he plan on running for Senator again?" A man asks, flashes fan on my face lightly.

"He's doing fine, and I don't know you would have to ask him." Harry smiles

"Do you guys want something to drink? You've been out here for a while." I smile

"Sure," They chuckle

Nodding, I handed them each a cup. They sip quietly, smacking his lips a man speaks up to ask me something.

"Do you want your father to run again?" He asks

"Are you filming?" I ask

"Yes, we are." A woman nods

"Um, yeah. It was nice having that experience with him." I smile

"How are you with the ladies?" A man chuckles

"I don't know," I blush

"Do you have a partner yet? And how old are you, do you aspire to go into politics?" They ask

"I do, her name is Clio. I am seventeen and yes, I would love to run for office." I smile

"Can I have a autograph? And maybe a kiss on the cheek?" A blonde girl smiles

"Of course." I chuckle

Moving towards her, more cameras click as I sign her shoe along with kissing her cheek.

"Nice to see you all, stay safe on the road when you leave." I wave, walking into my home with the cups I set the tray on the counter.

"Are they out there?" My father asks, his face freshly shaved.