Overlooked

Chapter 3

My 7th period flew by so fast I was surprised when the bell rang. I walked as slowly as I could to the gym, dreading seeing Harry. When I finally get there I hear the familiar deep British accent

"I was starting to get worried that you weren't coming."

I did not want to deal with him today, but it was better than going home and pretending that everything was fine.

"What do you want Harry, I don't have all day."

He simply starred at me and starting smirking "I want you"

The breath was almost knocked out of me and I just stood there. So many emotions started trampling me at once. There is no way he could want me, or want anything to do with me.

"What the hell" I breathed out, not realizing what I said.

He just started laughing and smiled at me, and not his famous smirk, but a genuine smile.

"I'm not asking you out or anything, god no. I don't date people, I just want you to be mine for tonight." He smirked.

I would be lying if I said I wasn't a little bit offended. I was not just his toy to play with, who does he think he is?

"Who the fuck do you think you are? I'm not just some toy for you to drag around whenever you like! Your discussing" I spat at him.

I ran off of school campus and started walking to my dads house, thinking about how I just left Harry standing there. Oh well, he deserves it. Since today was trade off day, where I start at my moms and after go to my dads. I always feel like people are just throwing me around, just telling me where to go and what to do. They say I have a choice in if I want to stay at one house or the other, but I'm trapped because my mom ends up crying, or my dad ends up grunting and not talking to me.

I was so caught up in my own thoughts that I didn't even realize when I walked right into someone.

"Sorry!" Didn't see you there!"

I recognized that Irish accent, when I look up my guess is correct when I see Niall smiling down at me.

"Hey Niall" I mumbled

"Hey what's wrong with you?" If only he knew...

"I'm just tired" that was partly true, I really was exhausted from school and talking to Harry.

"Ok, well then I'll let you be off Hannah" Really? He didn't even know my name? We have been going to the same school since we were in 7th grade. You would think he would know my name.

"That's not my name" I mumbled, but he was already to far down the sidewalk to hear me.

When I finally got to my dads house, my dad greeted me, telling me to be quiet because he was about to get on a call.

I smiled, pretending to be happy, when in reality I was miserable. I just things to go back to the way they used to be. I wanted my mom and my dad to be back together, in the same house where we would all go outside and my mom would sit in the porch chairs, while me and my dad played volleyball and tossed the football around. I missed being a normal family, and not having to think about being thrown around. I decide to just sit on my bed in my room and write songs, since I had a lot on my mind. Writing songs was one of the ways that I could really just think and express myself. The only people who new about this was my step sister, Yasmin. Though she didn't really know the real meaning of it, or how I really was feeling in the songs.

I start playing around with chords on my piano, testing out some tunes. When I found some that I really like, I left the piano and went back to sit on my bed. I started coming up with different lyrics.

Down to Earth, keep 'em falling when I know it hurts

Going faster than a million miles an hour

Tryna catch my breath some way some how

When I look at what I have so far, I put it with the piano to test out the harmony. When I start sing along with the piano, I know that the rest of the song will sound great.

I decide to call it a night, and go to sleep. I run down stairs and say a quick goodnight, and then run back to my room and brush my teeth, and put on pajamas. When I lay down, I tear up a little, then close my eyes and dream of the days when my family was still in one piece, and not slowly tearing at the seams.