❝ 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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"Okay, now you're making me feel insecure." Hannah said with a nervous chuckle.
"Sorry," Adam shook his head, "You, uh, you're just really, really beautiful."
Hannah raised an eyebrow, "I am?"
Adam nodded, his fingers ghosting over the clasp of the girl's bra, "You say that like nobody's said that to you before," He said and Hannah swallowed, looking away from the boy. Adam's eyebrows creased together, "Has no one-?"
"No one outside of my family," Hannah shrugged, "Especially not someone I've, you know, been with."
Adam frowned, sitting up and studying Hannah's face, lifting his hand to let it lightly run over her cheek, the redhead's eyes closing as she leant into the warmth of his touch, "Hannah," He whispered, her eyes fluttering open, "You are beautiful. Inside and out. I mean it."
Hannah smiled softly, her face flushing red as she rested her hands on his shoulders, "Yeah?"
"Oh yeah," Adam nodded, placing a soft kiss on the pulse point of her neck, "Can I show you how much I think that?"
"I thought this was meant to be about mostly you?" Hannah said as Adam slowly turned them over so that she was now lying on her back and he was hovering over her.
Adam's finger hooked under her chin so that she'd look at him, "Han. This is about both of us." He whispered, before their lips met and his hand fiddled to unclasped her bra.
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Hannah's hand rested on Carl's shoulder as the siblings left the house in a single file line, ready to head into the car that was waiting for them.
A car pulled up next to the house and a confused Jimmy jumped out of it, "Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Hey, what the hell's going on?" He asked.
"Department of family services is taking us away." Debbie told him.
Jimmy's eyebrows shot up, "They what? Can they do that?"
"It's literally their job, Jim-Jam." Hannah nodded, patting his shoulder as she threw her backpack into the back of the car, kissing Fiona's cheek as a goodbye before she got in."
"It won't last, Debs," Fiona assured the girl as Hannah clambered in the car and sat next to Ian, "I promise. What was it last time- a week?"
"Nine days." Debbie corrected her.
"Aw, twenty bucks says we're back in five." Lip said as the siblings all got into the vehicle.
"Can I get their placement addresses from you now?" Fiona asked Britney.
