Life Is Hard A JOSH HUTCHERSON FANFIC ( A sequel to A Dream Come True, Believe a

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

 No it couldn't be Elizabeth's son? Mom said she was horrible but Jamie was so nice. I just hated eveything in my life being linked to my mom,dad and brothers.'No Han, he was to nice. He wasn't like how mom described Elizabeth' I said. 'Just stay away from him!' She snapped. I definitely won't tell her about inviting him to my party. 'Can we go home now?' I asked. Hannah took her phone out of her bag and looked at it. 'Yeah!' She replied. 'Good, I have had enough.' I moaned. Hannah and I walked back to her car. 'Oi leah! Don't sit in the passenger seat, you need to get back and change into this.' Hannah said handing me a bag from the trunk. I looked at her with a confused look. 'Just do it!' I huffed and climbed in and started to change. Hannah started the car and began to drive. 'Dont look!' I yelled as Hannah turned to look at me. 'Okay, okay. But hurry up. We are nearly home.' Hannah said in a panicky voice. 'Han I know about the party.' Han looked found at me with a sad face. 'Han! I am changing and you are driving.' I yelled. Hannah turned instantly forward. 'What?! Who told you?' Hannah asked. 'Han, who do you think?' I said sarcastically. 'Sam' she said bluntly. 'I am going to kill him, he's ruined our surprise.' Hannah snarled. 'Han no please don't I promised him I wouldn't say! Please!!' I begged. 'Han please.' I cried. She sighed. 'Fine. I won't say anything.' I nodded. 'Good.' I zipped up the dress. It was gorgeous, well what I could see of it. 'Im done' I said to Hannah. 'Now grab the shoes from behind you.' I looked over the seat and into the trunk. Sure enough a shoe box was there. I grabbed the box and opened it. The shoes were perfect, they matched the dress perfectly. I slipped them on. Just as I put the last heel on the car stopped. We were outside my house. 'Here!' Hannah yelled. 'I am going to go in. You walk in a bit behind me with the bags and act surprised. I can't be hard because everyone in your family's an actor.' I laughed. Not me, I am a artist. 'Okay.' Hannah left the car and grabbed her bags. I got out my phone and texted Jamie. I didn't care if he was Elizabeth's son, I think I felt something for him. Was that a good thing?