Alive

Chapter three.

"Why did you stop?" I asked and looked at him.
"Isn't this your home?" He smirked. I looked out and saw my house, all lamps on.
"Oh" I said and sighed.
"You sounds disappointed" He said and looked at me.
"I don't actually wanna go home" I giggled.
"We could go to this place I know" He said and looked at me.
"Yeah, sure" I said and smiled. So he started drive. He drived to a little bar I've never seen before.
We sat there for hourse, talking, laughing. He had a lovely laugh. I wonder why he has to play that he is a bad ass when he's a really nice person.
"Shit" Harry said and stood up quik.
"What?" I said and looked at him.
"We gotta go" He said and pulled me up.
"Why?" I asked and looked around.
"Stand with the back against the window" Harry said and turned me around so I was facing him.
"Paul, can we go the back way? it's emergency" Harry said.
"Sure" The Man said and walked into the kitchen. Harry grabbed my arm fast and pulled me with him. I could hear the door open and someone come in. We walked out from the back and then into Harry's car.
"Who came?" I asked and looked at harry.
"Seatbelt" He said and started the car. I putted on the seatbelt and then he started drive.
"Harry who came?" I asked.
"No one you know" He snapped. I so love this bitchy Harry.
"Okay so why was it so hurry?" I asked.
"Don't ask so many questions" He said louder.
"Okay.." I said and looked out the window. After 40 minutes we where at my place. I opened the door and jumped out and closed it. I looked at Harry for a few seconds then he drived away. I walked into the house, I saw a lot of shoes.
"Hannah?" I heard Michael shout, then he run down the stairs and gave me a hug.
"You're ass freaking cold" He said and let go of me.
"It's kinda cold outside" I said slowly.
"Hannah?" I heard Luke. Then he run  down the stairs.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
"I'm fine, I just wanna go to sleep." I sighed.
"I've been so worried and you just came home and you want to sleep?" Luke shouted.
"Let her sleep man" Michael said.
"Thanks" I said and walked up to my room and changed to an over size t- shirt and laid down in my bed. I could clearly hear Luke and Michael fight.
"Michael, she was gone for hours, how can you just let her go to bed? We don't know what happened, what she did, who she was with?! Plus you aren't even her sibling so who are you to tell her and me what to do?!" Luke screamed.
"Why?! Because Luke don't you remember? She was a wreck after your mother died, how could you say something like that?" Michael screamed back. I slowly sat up and listened.
"Because I was mad, don't tell me what to do!" Luke screamed back.
"I'm not telling you what to do! I'm just trying to help Hannah!"
"But we don't want your help, we don't need it!" Luke screamed loud. I run up and opened my door.
"Stop screaming for fuck sake" I shouted.
"Put on some pants Hannah!" Luke said.
"No, I'm not sleeping with pants and you two screams so much that I can't even sleep" I shouted.
"I want you to leave Michael" Luke said.
"Fine by me" Michael said and walked out and slammed the door.
"Good job Luke, good job" I said and slammed the door.
"Why are you mad at me now?" He shouted and opened my door.
"Why did you start a fight with Michael because you're mad at me?" I asked.
"I didn't start a fight with Michael because I'm mad at you, I didn't even start a fight" He sighed.
"You did. But I'm tired so can you please leave my room and let me sleep" I said and rolled my eyes.
"We're gonna talk tomorrow and you're gonna tell me everything that happened tonight." He said and walked out from my room and closed the door slowly. I seriously don't understand him, first he's mean, screams all the time, brerly even likes me, and in the next second he loves me and want to take care of me. I fell a sleep really fast.

Monday.

"Are you up?" Luke screamed.
"Now I am." I sighed and putted on black skinny jeans, a white tank top and a grey sweater over that. Putted on some makeup and took my bag, I walked to my desk and was sopost to take my phone but it wasn't there.
"Have you seen my phone Luke?" I screamed.
"It's down stairs" Luke screamed back. I'm so sure that I took it with me up yesterday.. Did he come into my room when I was sleeping and took my phone? I sighed and putted on my black vans. I ran down stairs and grabbed it. A text from Molly.
MOLLY:
- Please answer me Hannah, we need to talk. I'll tell you everything you want to know. xoxo