The Fake Contract (The Vamps- Brad Simpson - James Mcvey)

Chapter Six: Unexpected reunions, the truth and more lies.

Hannah's POV.

I was awoken by two things this morning, my Pug, Nala licking me to death, letting me know that it was time to get up, and a loud banging nose on my door.
I swiftly jumped out of bed, put my hair up into a messy high bun and headed for the door.
Quickly, I glanced at the clock. A wave of realisation hit me. We were planning to tell the girls today.
Letting out a sigh of relief, at the fact that I hadn't slept in, and that I definitely wasn't late, I carefully picked up a barking Nala, before rushing to the door.

Confused at who could be the other side of the door, I nervously opened it.

'Holy shit". I whispered whist taking in the person standing in front of me.
"Olivia?" I questioned in an exited yet worried tone.
She slowly raised her head to reveal her tear-stained cheeks.
Offering out my hand, I help her up and led her inside.
It had been over a year since we had last seen each other.
Olivia and I have been best friends since well, forever.
It all started at the start secondary school, we had the same interests in music, TV shows, and just random shit. Liv was always the shy one.
She moved away, but we still carried on talking and being best friends.

I was snapped out of my trance by hearing Olivia's sniffles.
"What's wrong? Is it your parents? Is it work?"
I questioned.
"No." She sobbed louder.
"It's Alex."
Alex is well was Olivia's long term boyfriend of 3 years. Before Alex came into the picture, Liv didn't have the best of luck with boys. It wasn't that she was ugly, she was and is absolutely stunning, it was because she was waiting to find the right one.
Alex and Liv met when she had just moved to Buckinghamshire. It was at a house party.

"What has he done? I'm Going to kill that knobscrort."
I threatened.
"Hannah no!" She cried you'll make it worse."
She sobbed sadly.
"Sorry."
I said sympathetically, whist frowning.
"He cheated!" Liv blurted.
"What? Oh my god. I'm so sorry. I'm so fucking sorry." I said, while enveloping her into the biggest bear hug possible.

"My parents think it's best if I stay away from it all for a while." She shyly announced, after pulling away from the hug.
I didn't even have to think before I replied with a big fat fucking yes.
"Thank you." She greatfully replied, before it was her turn to pull me into a bone-crushing hug.

Olivia's POV.
HI, my name is Olivia Georgia Cecilia Louise Stockworth, and I am 18 years of age.
I grew up in Brighton, before moving to Buckinghamshire at the age of 15. I was then home-schooled for 2 years.
I am a typical shy teenage girl, who minds her own business.
I have one best friend, who moved to London from Brighton 2 years ago when she was just 17. She moved along with her Bandmates to kick start their career.
If you haven't guessed already, my best friend is Hannah Parsons from HITz, but to me she is just my loud, outgoing, 5SOS-obsessed best friend, and I wouldn't have her any other way. She has always been there for me even when we are miles apart.
Out of the two of us, Hannah was and still is the one who gets all of the male attention.
She has had two serious relationships, Nico, who we all know about, and a certain Roof Thatcher - youTuber, I think we can all guess who that is!!
But me, I was different, I never had a serious relationship, or a stupid fling, until I met Alex.
it was 1 years since we had moved from Brighton, when I was 16. My father, had became friends with Alex's father, which caused Alex and I to also become close, very very close. Alex was a little older than me. At first, I was unsure of what would happen, but he would always say he loved me and I believed him. Until now.
We had been dating for 1 1/2 years, and things were going well. My dad had finally let me move out, which meant taking the next step with Alex and getting a house.
Life was going well up until now.

Flashback.

I had decided to visit my brother Oliver, and his girlfriend Poppy, whist Alex was 'apparently' visiting his friend, Noah.
Oliver, Poppy and I spent the whole laughing, joking and eating, until it was time for me to leave. I drove home, exited to see Alex after a long day of being apart. After a 20 minute drive home consisting of me singing along to 1D, I finally arrived at my destination. Realising that none of the lights were on, I quietly unlocked the door, took my shoes of, turned the lights, then went to find my boyfriend. Silently, I searched through the apartment, being careful not to wake a sleeping Pumpkin (my Chihuahua that my parents bought me for my 16th). I suspiciously opened the oddly CLOSED bedroom door, but what saw next broke me.
Alex was in our bed kissing some cheep slag. "How could he do this?" I questioned. "After all we've been through," I thought once again. Instantly, I fell to the floor in heap of sobs. Not only because I felt betrayed, but also in hope that it might stop.
He finally stopped kissing the girl, and looked over at me. "OH MY GOD. I am so sorry." He cried, with pure pain in his voice.
"Save it!!" I angrily retorted, whist getting up, and beginning to pack all of my belongings, picking up Pumpkin, and walking out of the door forever. I needed to get out of here, and I knew exactly where and who's to go to.
Hannah!!