❝ my family are so fucked up. i love them ❞
hannah gallagher, the middle child.
a spit fire, a smart ass and god damn loyal.
as long as she doesn't turn out like her parents, she doesn't care.
she's just trying not to get herself killed.
❝ fuck the...
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Hannah gripped onto Adam's hand as they walked back into the Gallagher house with the family and Jimmy.
Fiona glanced down at the middle sibling, "You and Ian okay to get them to bed while I clean up?" She asked softly.
Hannah nodded as her younger siblings went upstairs and Jimmy handed Liam to Ian. She then turned to Adam as the two adults went to the kitchen, "Are you gonna stay the night?"
"Do you want me to?"
The girl nodded, "Please."
"I'll take the mattress again." Adam decided, placing a gentle kiss on the side of her head.
They looked over at the mess of the Thanksgiving dinner.
"I'll clear the table." Veronica said, she and Kevin moving to do so and the rest of the kids went upstairs.
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It had been a few hours and it was still dark out when Hannah slowly reopened her eyes, the first thing she noticed was Debbie not being next to her. Quietly getting out of the bed and avoiding stepping on Adam, who was asleep on the mattress on the floor, she tiptoed out into the hallway, seeing Ian looking into Fiona's room. The girl joined her brother's side, her frown deepening when she saw Debbie sobbing into Fiona's side and Carl snuggled on the other side of her, looking numb.
Hannah and Ian glanced at each other and then at Jimmy, who could only send them a frown. Fiona looked up at the two older redheads, sending them a nod, letting them know that she had their siblings. The two nodded, hugging each other goodnight before going back into their own rooms.
As she closed her bedroom door behind her, she could hear Adam shuffle around on the mattress, "You okay?" The boy asked.
Hannah sniffed, turning to him and nodding, "Uh, Debbie and Carl are gonna sleep in Fiona's bed with her and JimmySteve."
"Oh, okay."
"Will, uh," Hannah nervously pulled the sleeves of her shirt over her hands, "Will you lay with me?"
Adam sent her a small smile, "Of course."
Hannah smiled lightly back at him, taking his hand and leading her into the bed, sinking into the boy's arms, "Thanks for not letting me beat Karen up. As much as I wanted to. And still want to."
"Yeah, well I don't need you in jail for beating up a girl who's recently given birth," Adam shrugged, "I kinda want you around."
