The Crazy Weird Adventures of Hanna Johnson (A 1D and 5SOS fanfic)

Chapter 1: It's hard

"Hannah!" my mom yelled and I sensed the sun peaking in trough the window. I usually wake up and say it's a beautiful day or something else cliche. 

But today is not a normal day. First, it was 2 in the morning and secondly: I'm moving from my beautiful country who gave me love when I most highly needed it, thaught me how to deal with life, gave me my first love, and twice a broken heart! But I still loved it! I couldn't think about leaving it! Specially leaving it for the States!

You know why? Because my dad was so selfish that even though he made it crystal clear he never wanted to have anything to do with my, twelve years ago! And after all that he basically came and demanded me to come and live with him, his new wife and her two kids. I didn't even remember their names. 

The only time I ever saw them was once when I was ten that dad surprisingly invited me to come to their beach house in Malibu beach. And, yeah, I know I should have been over the moon! But I was ten damn years! I didn't know that Malibu Beach was and still is one of the most famous beaches worldwide! And honestly when I came there, with my fishing equipment ready to fish my butt off! And her two kids looking at me like I was some sort of weirdo! It really hurt my feelings! It made me feel like shit! And all their fancy shit they brough! Oh my... lord... Back then they used to live in New York someplace. But I think they moved, since my plane went Los Angeles...

For years I had felt like a piece of shit! The man that I was supposed to call dad had left me, and mom, when I was five years... And somehow, I knew that he probably braged about my stepsiblings like they were his.. And yea, I was a part of his story, that part you don't tell anyone because you're embarrassed. And he was the same for me. Only my closest friends knew about him...

Wathever... I got up from my bed and looked at my room for the last 17 years. This had been my room forever! I knew my neighborhood like my own palm... I knew every detail and millimeter of it! And everybody who lived here. And now, I had to move to the other side of the osean just because my dad supposed he wanted me there. Oh please!

"Honey, you have to get up! Or you'll miss your flight!" mom yells, again.

"I don't mind missing my flight to hell!" I yelled  back sarcasticly.

Not long after she stood in door to my room looking sad at me. "What?" I sighted and threw a pillow on her. She had looked at me like that a bazillion times since the message from my father came. "I just-" she tried. I got up and hugged her.

"I know... You're gonna miss me! Your little girl is not leaving you yet, if thats what you think" I teased her and made a funny face. She smiled a little smiled 

"You make it sound so silly and unimportant" she laughed loud.

"It is silly and unimportant. I mean I know I'm leaving and it breaks my heart. I only want to enjoy the time I have left!" I told her seriously, and added "Even if it only is hours."

She nods and wiped away her tears "Maybe you should get dressed then!".

I nod and walk to the bathroom to brush my theth and take a shower. Later I putt on my travelling outfit, which is a pair of sweatpants, a tanktop, and an oversized hoddie over it. I liked my clothes loose when I was supposed to relax. Later I did my make-up, it wasn't much since I probably were going to sleep in the plane and just rub the make-up all over my face. It was some mascara and concealer. Then just put my hair up in a tight ponytail. 

When I was done getting dressed I went down and ate my breakfast, cereal and some milk.

"You ready?" mom asked. 

I shook my head and run up and put my tothbrush in one of my suitcases and looked around in my room for the last time before taking a deep breath and caring one suitcase down to the car. As soon as mom noticed I was  with it she helped. So I went up and took another one. And it continued like that until my 3 suitcases and 1 bag were down in the car. I looked at my phone, 100% battery. That's good. 

The drive to the airport was quiet... and emotional. It rained and I looked out of the window looking at the houses and the view... The last time, in a while, I was seeing it... it's hard you know...

In the airport mom helped me check in, and we said goodbye... I wasn't prepared for it to be so hard! She made me promise to call or Skype her as often as I could. And that I would give this new family a try. And yeah a lot of things I hoped I would manage to do, but I didn't really know if I would do... 

Luckily I didn't have to wait to enter the plane more that 5 minutes after I had have a look around and bought food for the trip, since I wasn't sure if the food was include or how much the food on the plane would cost... I gave my ticket to the lady, and she pointed to first class. I looked confused at her. 

"This must be a fail, I think I'm supposed to be sitting in business class!" I said. "No, the ticket says seat 5A. That's in first class!" she said and some ladies pushed me gently to the seat they said I was suppose to sit in. I looked at them rude... one of them had touched my ass! I didn't say anything since, she probably didn't do it on purpose.

3 hours later, we were still in the air, over Spain. Not even halfway there and I already had run out of food! Dammit...

I waved at one of the ladies who had helped me find my seat. "Uhm.. I was wondering when the store would open... I'm hungry". 

She looked at her clock and smiled "In about fifteen minutes we will start dealing out the breakfast".

I nodded and looked back to my screen. The plane had screens that showed movies, tv-series, games and a lot of fun things! The start of this, at least didn't start bad! But if he though he could buy me back with money, he was so wrong!

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The flight had just landed, and I was running around in LAX trying to get a hold on my suitcases! It was so damn crowded it was almost impossible! I just wanted to shriek that That was my suitcase, or one of 3, and I wanted to get it!

But I didn't! Because that would attrack attention, something I didn't want right now! I hated large crowds and wanted to get out of this! I can't believe I'm saying this but I wanted to find dad and go somewhere else... This really freaked me out, I felt so small!

Finally one of the families in front of me moved and I got pushed to the front so I could take my suitcase. I didn't leave my place in the front until I had all my suitcases! It took a while but I got them. 

The I started to walk to the door to where the people was waiting for their friends and family! I stopped in front of the door and took up my phone, and found a picture of him. He had sent me so I could recognize him at the airport. 

After looking at it for awhile I shook the thoughts out of my head. It was easy to see that we are related... We had the same eyes and nose! I took a deep breath and was about to walk trough the door when I sensed someone behind me. 

I turned around to see who it was.