I'm here - Louis Tomlinson fanfiction

Prologue

Hanna's P.O.V

"Harder! Punch it harder Hanna! You need to improve on your strength! With this strength you won't be able to win any game!" My coach, Connor, shouts as I throw hard, stern punches to the boxing bag.

"Argh!!!" I screamed as I throw the last punch to the boxing bag.

"You did great, babe. Your strength is improving alot. I notice that if I shout at you. You would do it two time as hard as usual." Connor chuckled as he toss me a drink.

"You know, I get frustrated if people shout at me." I pant as I chugged down the drink.

"I think that's enough for today, babe. You can go home earlier hence today is the day where renovating will be start here." He said.

"Aww..... I'm gonna be so bored at home. I won't get to box." I groaned.

"Yeah right, you have a gym at your house babe. " Conner rolls his eyes.

"But it won't be the same without you." I winked at him as his cheeks started getting red.

Oh! Hi there! My name is Hanna Horan and I'm 20. As you can see by my name, Niall Horan from One direction is my younger brother. Surprised?!

Don't be because I'm Niall's secret sister. Not even his bandmates know about me. Hahaha. I love to stay hidden. I'm mysterious.

Connor on the other hand is my best friend since I started joining boxing at aged 16. He's hot, I swear but sadly he's gay and interested with Tyler Oakley, the YouTuber.

The reason I flirted with him is because his a person who blush easily plus his so cute when he blush. Not like I'm interested in him but his my bestest friend I ever had.

He's also kind of like a brother figure to me too. He's really protective of me, more than Greg Horan, my older brother does.

Well, anyway, welcome to my world. My daily routine will be wake up, bath, eat, go to the gym, boxed, lunch, boxed, dinner, boxed, go home, shower and lastly sleep.

I'm serious that's what I do normally. I barely stay at home because I don't really interact with my parents as much. So yeah that's why.

Although I don't interact much with my parents, I am very very very close to Niall. We were best buddies ever. We do naughty stuff together such as pranking people, we cry together, we eat together, get hurt together, everything together but not bathing and sleeping of course.

Unfortunately, everything change when we both start to go our own way where I started boxing and Niall started singing.

Yes, we both achieved our dream but this dream that we achieved made us fall apart slowly. We barely see each other, contact with each other even speaking with each other.

Nonetheless, we had to agree with everything and go our own way. It's been almost a year since I see Niall. I miss him.

"Babe, you alright there. You zone out quite awhile there." Connor's voice break me out of my thought.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just thinking. Thanks anyway. I'll see you when I see you, Con. " I kiss his cheek and strolled out of the gym.

I got into my car and drove back home not caring about me still wearing my spot bra and shorts showing my visible abs.

"Mom! Dad! Greg! I'm home!" My voice echoed across the two stories house.

"Honey! Come to the kitchen!" Mum replied.

I drop my gym bag on the couch and walk to the kitchen.

"Hanna? What did I say about coming home with bras and shorts? " Dad reminded making me gulped.