LULU
I guess you could call me the villain. I was the neglected one from the beginning and now it was my turn to shine. Maybe that’s why I decided to try and drown Hannah. After a few days ago when she was on the pier I secretly watched her. Little did she know my secret either, I was a siren. Sirens are like the mortal enemies of mermaids and I couldn’t have little miss perfect ruining my show. That’s why I may of accidentally put the one thing she was allergic to in the attic, baby powder. Oh yes, I knew where the key was. I knew what she was going to do from the start. I could read the future of her. I knew who she was going to marry according to the events of today, and that lucky guy was James. How the HELL did she get back together with him??? That’s why I needed to get rid of her. She’s going to steal my man. That little -----. I hate her. Now I am watching her sink with a boy in her arms. I knew all along that she would get a reaction about an hour after she inhaled it. She told me this in third grade when John’s baby brother died. Before his mom died. She sprinkled baby powder all over and Hannah would have to leave early to go to the hospital because she couldn’t breathe. People underestimate my power. Little did they know. Not one. I couldn’t wait to say that I had killed Hannah Miner.
LIAM
What the heck is happening? I am breathing, but why do I feel like I can’t get enough air. I feel Hannah’s body go limp and we are sinking fast. I thought we were going to die, but I was still breathing. It was like Hannah’s power still surged through her passed out body. I could still see the surface but she was getting heavier and heavier. I felt useless. I’ve never felt so safe yet scared at the same time. Suddenly I felt something pull us up. I tried to help too, but nothing was working. I began to get sleepier and sleepier, until everything went dark.
When I woke up I was on the beach laying there. I wondered what time it was. I didn’t want the boys to get worried about me. I pushed myself up and sand poured out of my shirt and onto the beach. My back hurt and I suddenly realized that Hannah was next to me, but in mermaid from. She was struggling to breathe and didn’t bother to move. I think she thought she was going to die. Her tail was shriveling up and I tried to find her bracelet. I had it in my hand and I slipped it on her wrist. The waves that were barely reaching her kept her alive just in time. I stepped back to watch her legs appear just in time. She started coughing and her eyes didn’t bother to open. She just laid there.
“HANNAH!!!” I yelled as tried to wake her up. I shook her but she wouldn’t breathe. I was panicking and I didn’t know what to do. All I knew is CPR, so I gave her mouth to mouth and she coughed up water.
“OMP are you ok??” I asked as she flew up off the sand. She kicked and screamed on the sand, flinging it everywhere. I thought she was going insane. All she was yelling was, “JAMES!!! JAMES!!! JAMES!!!” Over and over again, repeatedly, until I lifted her up, but she resisted my grip, pulling away from me and falling on the ground to throw another tantrum. She refused to look at me and she was sucking her thumb like a kindergartener. I knelt down and pulled her thumb out and forced her to look at me. She calmed down and shook her head.
“Liam?” she asked confused. “Where are we?” she asked me.
“Well for starters we almost drowned. Then I saved your life. After that you threw a tantrum and started screaming the name James.” I quickly summarized, too lazy to give an in depth story.
“Crap cakes.” She mumbled.
“What??” I asked confused. Did she just say crap cakes??
“Was it bad??” She asked trying to change the subject.
“Yeah, you were sucking your thumb, screaming James, and throwing sand.” I told her.
“Shiiiiiiiiiznit.” She said almost saying the s word.
“What??” I asked. I wanted to know what was happening.
“Well I’m just remembering the vision I just had. It was just weird mermaid stuff, you wouldn’t understand.” She told me quickly, maybe too quickly.
“Ok.” I said trying to sound convincing, but I really wasn’t the least bit convinced.
“Can you get me home??” She asked me yawning. I could already see that the sky was lightening up.
“Sure love.” I said as I lifted her up and carried her home, but nobody saw the boy standing in the shadows a few yards away watching the whole event. He heard Hannah scream his name repeatedly. He knew what she was thinking at that moment. And he knew that he had to get his girl back, even if it meant he had to tell her the truth.
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HEYY!!!! Its been so long merleprecornians!!! I think thats what i'm going to call you guys now. YEAH!!! ok i am sorry for this crap chapter. i have been sleep deprived this whole week and i am so tired!! but i persevered because i love you guys. i guess the reason i am so tired is because i fangirl until eleven and wake up at six. i get about six to seven hours of sleep instead of eight to nine teenagers are supposed to get. oops??? XD well i hope you guys liked this chapter. Who's POV should i do next?? Liam? Harry? Niall? Louis? Zayn? Hannah? Lulu? James? or should i add a new character?? hmmmm so many possibilities and i want to know another thing
What do YOU ship??
-Hanry?
-Hiam or Lannah
-Jannah or Hames??
I really need you to answer both questions!!
Thanks so much for reading my crappy story. I will try to make it better. i promise!!! anyways i want you guys to have a great Friday and weekend!!! i wanna hear all about it!!! LOVE YOU!!!! <33333
-Hannah the pround MERLEPRECORNIAN
P.s. Will you check out my new story idea?? i have a really good idea for it but idk if anyone would read it. Just put some feedback on there and make my day please?? This is why i love you guys, you make me happy. ;D
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Washed (A One Direction fanfiction)(Original)
FanfictionHannah's a mermaid. But she's not a normal mermaid. She lives in a vacation hotspot, and works at the Sea Star hotel. Her hearts been broken, by an ass named James, and is ready to try and start a new chapter in her life. So when One Direction gets...