Hannahs POV
We drive to my house and have someone escort us to the attic.
"Okay, just look on all the sides of every box. Holla if you see it" I say and Hear Niall laugh.
"Whats so funny?" I look to him and he looks down to see me.
"Holla?"
"Yes, like, 'HOLLA'" he laughs harder than before
"WHAT?!" i swat his arm and he walks ahead of me.
"You know, you're mean" i say walking up the ladder after him.
"Okay, Ill HOLLA when i find any boxes" he giggles and i roll my eyes but look for the box.
I start in the front, working my way to the back. There are more boxes up here for Izzy and Trinity than Miranda and I.
(30 minuets later)
No luck for me finding anything. I am looking on the right side of the attic.
Just before i give up on trying to find it, I hear Niall scream..
"HOLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" i run over to him and he picks up the box and carry it out. He walks over to the stair case and drops the box. I squeal from his actions but hear him ask 'did you catch it?'
He turns to me and i roll my eyes. He takes his hand out and I take it. He walks down with me on the wooden, creepy stairs. The box is on the ground right next to the attic stairs we just climbed down.
I sit down next to the box but freeze.
"Whats wrong Hannah?" Niall asks sitting himself down.
"This is the box that has all of the facts of my life. This is going t change my life, give me a second." I stand up and walk over to the bathroom. I look into mirror.
This box holds all the truth of my life. I am not going to look at life the same way. Niall walks in and wraps his arms around my waist. My heart begins to race, my breathing suddenly changes to a faster pace. What is going on with me?
He spins me around so I'm looking at him. His beautiful eyes make me weak. What?!
"Hannah, I know this is scary. But, whatever is in that box, You'll always be my best friend. Even if your name isn't Hannah, You'll be called Hannah by me!" he laughs and i ugh along with him.
"But in real terms, ill be right next to you. If you need to cry, i have shoulders." he points to his shoulders, strong, bold shoulders. Wait... what?
"Okay. I am ready" i say, he takes my hand and walks be back to the box. I sit down across form Niall, look at him and then at the box. I take a deep breath, close my eyes and open the box.
I look down and see recent pictures. Like, from this year. I pull out a handful and hand it to Niall.He puts the pile on the floor. HE takes out a stack of pictures and i do the same thing. Many pictures are pulled out until we get to a towel.
I take the towel off and see all these baby pictures. I pull the top picture off of the 3 stacks of pictures. Its a family photo. I see Miranda and Trinity next to each other, my mother and father sitting on a bench, with me on my fathers lap and Izzy on my mothers. I smile at the picture. Everything was simple at this time. I look nothing like the rest of my family, but its okay. I feel okay in my odd family. I hand it to Niall and he smiles from it.
"Look at you! You are so dark" i laugh from his comment.
"I know. I am the chocolate chip in a vanilla cake. Those were simpler times" i say and he nods.

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FanfictionHannah Jo is your typical 17 year old girl. She goes to school, has best friends, challenges, and she has her share of secrets. Everywhere she turns, she gets a surprise. A returning enemy, mean girls, typical high school. But with her parents never...