Hannah

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Grace was worried about Hannah.
She didn't eat, She never showed her arms
And she was secretive and lonely
A closeted gay girl.
Grace didn't know what to do with her, so when they where driving back from her sisters school one night grace took one look at the secluded road they where on, breathed in heavily.
And stopped the car.
Hannah looked up from her phone, "why'd we stop?" She asked, looking up at the blonde girl and giving her a lopsided grin. "Hannah, I want you to talk to me" grace sighed, looking into the girls blue eyes. "You don't eat" Hannah tensed "you never wear short sleeved tops" the short girls breath was becoming uneven "and we kissed"
The bluntness of graces words made Hannah feel strange, usually people's approach to this was to speak softly and Hannah could easily brush them away with a simple excuse.
"I-uhm, I do eat" she said, making grace roll her eyes, "half a salad a day doesn't count"
Hannah felt the usual set of tears coming as she blinked quickly, feeling her eyesight come a bit blurry.
"Hannah" gave said softly, placing her hand on the girls shoulder "if you show me your arms and there is nothing wrong with you we can pretend this convocation never happened. Okay?" Hannah looked at grace through her fallen fringe, the tall girl tucking it neatly behind her ear and kissing her forehead.
That little action made Hannah feel a lot safer somehow, so she closed her eyes and pulled up her hoodie.
Grace tried not to gasp at the little horizontal cute up Hannah's arm. "You don't need to worry" Hannah said with closed eyes, "I'm not going to kill myself. It just helps me calm down, I couldn't do that to Maggie" grace understood, but the fact that Hannah wouldn't be in this world if not for the loose thread holding her in place that was her sister made grace shudder. She pulled Hannah in for a hug, kissing the shorter girl lightly and cupping her face. "You're going to move into mine and Mamrie's room, we have a room away from the rest of the students that my mom lets us use. It's just a few bedrooms and a kitchen, but it's free from people" Hannah nodded, looking down at her fingers in shame.
"Sorry, Gracie" she whispered, grace thinks it might me the cutest thing she's every seen. Hannah's light blush of embarrassment and the small butt crack between her forehead making her look like a scolded puppy.
"Come on" grace said, lifting up her chin to peck her lips lightly.
"Let's get back to school"

A/n: hey guys, sorry I haven't updated in a while.
I'm working on a big chapter I just thought you'd appreciate it more if I gave you a peek.
It's exam season so I've got my head buried in books at the moment.
I really want your ideas on how this story should go! Put them in the comments!
Thanks for sticking round
~ Sophie

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