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Hannah hated the no filter shows.
She loved running around the world with her two best friends, but in every show she had to sit on graces lap and poke her and laugh with her, she found herself falling more deeply in love.
Her thoughts were cut short when someone shouted at her to get on stage.
She ran on, groaning internally as she realised what sketch this was.
Fanfiction.
It was also the high school one.
She jumped over to grace shouting, "hey, Gracie!"
They did the sketch till they got to the part where hannah and grace fall over together.
"Wait! Hannah wait!" She shouted in her fanfic fake voice, it made Hannah giggle as She ran away from her.
When they slipped over She couldn't hold her giggles in as grace fell onto of her.
She poked hannah in the stomach making her laugh more before she stood up offering her a hand.

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"Bye everyone!" Hannah shouted before running off the stage with Mamrie and grace, they grinned at each other before being stopped by a guy.
"I'm sorry but we need to borrow Hannah and grace please, were from the streamy awards"

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Hannah's PoV

I saw flula and glozel standing behind them smiling at us. I smiled back asking were we were going.
"We just need you two to stand over there, and kiss once"
I froze. So did grace.
"What!" I asked, "no, we can't do that. Grace is straight, and we're friends"
He just shrugged and said, "flula and glozel are doing it"
We had to agree or it would look suspicious.
"You do know that we are friends and we know each other, right?" Grace felt the need to point out. I nodded in agreement, but I felt a pang of hurt at the fact she didn't want to kiss me. I mean, I knew she was straight so she obviously wasn't gonna wanna kiss me.
I shuffled my feat and looked down trying not to look uncomfortable. Grace obviously saw me her face softening, "we don't have to do this Hannah, no ones forcing us" she whispered, I just shrugged smiling and telling her I was fine.
She nodded, not looking convinced.
"5-6-7" I moved forward, lightly kissing grace softly before moving back and looking at her.
"That wasn't that bad" she said, looking at the guys behind the camera.
I felt extremely flustered and in need of crying into my pillow.
"Wait did you get it?" I asked the guy as he nodded. I nodded back and told grace I needed the toilet, she nodded and smiled softly at me.
I ran quietly to the bathroom, tucking my head in between my legs and trying to breath normally.
I closed my eyes, whimpering as I heard the door of the bathroom open.
"Hannah?" Graces voice came through the cubicles, I just knocked on the door of the cubicle telling her which one I'm in.
"Hannah? Are you okay?" I just whimpered in response, "Hannah! Open the fucking door or I'll knock it down!"
I couldn't open the door. I'm literally a mess. I had tears running down my face, I was red and my hair is messed up. I'm breathing irregularly and I'm shaking from head to toe. Crap, I'm having a panic attack again.
"G-G-Grace? g-go aw-w-ay!" I whispered, trying to sound firm. "No! Hannah what's going on?!" She sounded worried so I muttered one last feeble, 'I'm fine' before she started trying to knock the door down.
"Hannah fucking hart! LET ME IN!" The door opened quickly and she fell into the cubicle with me, standing up and pulling me with her.
My legs weren't working so I fell to the bathroom floor, making grace Yelp with surprise.
"Hannah! What can I do to help you!" I pulled my sweaty hand into hers, feeling around her wrist for her pulse. I tried to breath so my heart beats with hers.
I calmed down quickly after that, looking down and sobbing into my hands. She looked down at me, sitting next to me and pulling me to her. She stroked my hair kissing my forehead as I got her shirt wet with tears.
"I-I'm s-sorry" I sobbed into her shoulder, standing up with her and walking quietly out of the bathroom and over to my car. We drove back to my house, going into my bedroom and quietly closing the door.
I grabbed my cute teddy bear I had since I was little, pulling it to me and falling into the bed. I couldn't stop the tears.

"Hannah? Can I come in" graces angelic voice came from the other side of my bedroom door.
I whined in response, sitting up and trying to compose myself.
"Hey farto" grace murmured, coming and sitting next to me on my bed.
I stayed quiet, keeping my head firmly in between my knees.
She nudged me, sighing when I didn't say anything. She wrapped her arms around my waist and snuggling into my back. I sighed into her, bring up my head and whispering.
"What do you want?"
She sat up looking quite angry now,
"What do I want Hannah? What do I fucking want! I wanna know what the fuck happened back there" I wriggled around on the bed, looking down at my hands.
"Nothing"
I wasn't even convincing myself.
I sighed, "look grace" I wasn't looking at her as I spoke. "I have issues that you don't need to burden you self with, so I have panic attack? Why do you need to know this? So I had a panic attack after we kissed because your obviously straight and so much better that me. Because your damn beautiful! So I have issues with my ugly tiny face! What can you DO!" I felt my breathing turn ragged again as I cried quietly. I wish she wasn't here to see me so insecure.
I didn't notice her turn red until I looked up at her. She had turned so red.

"HANNAH WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK! DO YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW FUCKING ADORABLE AND BEAUTIFUL YOU ARE! DO YOU HAVE ANY FUCKING IDEA ABOUT WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF YOU HAD KEPT THIS FROM ME! HANNAH YOUR MY BEST FRIEND, THIS SHIT INVOLVES ME" she stopped to breath before turning to me and hugging me furiously.

"Grace, I'm a mess. You don't need this shit in your life" i whispered, still crying into her shoulder. I shook my head, "Hannah, I need you in my life" She murmured, taking my head out of her shoulder and leaning in to kiss me. I froze shocked, before quickly kissing her back.
She smiled into the kiss, giggling into my lips.
"Hannah" she whispered, "your fucking adorable" this moment was extremely ruined when grace ran her hand along my arm, making me hiss and lean back.
"Hannah? What's wrong?" The pure worried emotion showing in her voice.
"N-nothing" I stuttered, pulling my arm back quickly.
"Hannah, please fucking tell me this is not what I think this is" she looked at me in horror before grabbing my arm and pulling up my jumper. I winced as she pressed down on my horizontal scars all over my arm.
"Hannah" she whispered, "why the fuck am I only finding out about all this now?" "Because I'm Broken grace, Broken beyond repair" I whispered back.
"There's no such thing" she smiled at my confused face before pulling back from me to show me the old looking scars on her arm.
"Grace!" I looked at her shocked, "why would you self harm! Your perfect!" She giggled at my face, "Hannah, I'm not perfect" I looked at her in surprise, how could she not see how perfect she is! I thought.

"Grace, your unfairly beutiful, smart and innocent" she looked over at me and smiled, "so are you" she whispered into my ear making me shiver.
I leaned in to kiss her, making a small noise come from the back of her throat, I smile at that.
"Grace, I didn't know you liked me, heck! I didn't know you liked girls!"
She looked down at her feet.
"Well Hannah, I love you. Your fucking adorable and I wanna be your girlfriend, I think that means I'm gay" I was grinning at that.
"I love you too gracie"