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C15~ All Nighter

❋❋ Casey's p.o.v

After Bailey and I ate our breakfast, we talked to her dad for an hour or so. Now we're on our way to see Hanna, I tried to convince her that we should just skip going to her house and go straight to Harry and the boys. Unfortunately Bailey doesn't want to give up on her, I who's dealt with Hanna's wrath more is more the ready to throw in the towel.

"She worries me sometimes," Bailey spoke up. "Like what is her future going to consist of? Her present is full of alcohol and sleeping around, what's her life goal? To be a stripper?"

"Actually I think she would make a great stripper," I laughed, Bailey just gave me a disapproving look. "Oh come on, you know it's true,"

"Casey, you do know that you sound like her? She asked. "That sounds exactly like something she would say,"

"Did my ears just deceive me?" I shook my head slightly, "How does that sound like something Hanna would say?"

"Okay imagine Hanna and I sitting here talking, and she says that." She raised her eye brows.

She was right, it is definitely something that would come out of her mouth. "Shit, she's rubbed on off on me,"

"We just need to show her the way," Bailey shrugged.

"The way off a cliff," I mumbled.

"CASEY," Bailey shouted, "We need to help her before it's to late,"

"Okay but honestly," I said looking over at her, "Do you think that Hanna could actually change?"

"With work," she nodded, "A lot of work,"

"People don't change over night," I grouched.

"That's not what I'm aiming for, this will definitely be a work in progress," She nodded.

"Do you ever just give up?" I said annoyed with her persistence.

"Never," she winked.

We pulled into Hanna's driveway, her parents cars already gone or still gone from the night before. Bailey was quick to exit the car, however I was more like a snail going uphill. "You know, I could wait here in the car," I suggested.

"Or not," She said gesturing me over. When I joined Bailey's side she grabbed the spare key and unlocked the front door, allowing us to step in. "Hanna?" Bailey called out. Moments later no reply came so we ventured further into the house. The house was clean but not as immaculate as it used to be when we were younger.

"I'll finish looking down here, You want to go on upstairs and see if she's there?" Bailey asked.

"What else do I have to do on this fine day?" I said sarcastically.

"Don't forget to smile," Bailey joked.

"Yeah Yeah," I rolled my eyes. I wandered upstairs checking all the rooms, leaving Hanna's last. When she wasn't in any of the other places I opened Hanna's door to reveal her half off the bed, tangled hair and barely clothed. "Figures,"

"She's up here," I called downstairs. Moments later Bailey sprang into the room.

"I'll wake her," She nodded. Bailey crept over to Hanna and bent down beside her. "Hanna," she said shaking her. "Haaaaanaaaaaaa" she cooed.

"You're to nice waking up someone hungover," I said waving her away from Hanna.

"HANNA WAKE UP" I shouted, and sure enough Hanna flew up so fast she lost balance, tumbling onto the floor.

"What the hell," She groaned. "Couldn't you tell I was peacefully sleeping."

"So peacefully that you'll end up having the worst crick in your neck ever?" Bailey joked.