9.Bright light.

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*Niall's POV

I texted Louis that I found Hannah and told him to go back to the car right away.

I reached the car and waited for Louis and El to show up.

"Hey! Where's Hannah?" Louis asked.

I just looked away trying to hide the new tears threatening to spill outta my eyes.

"Niall. Whats wrong?" Eleanor asked in a soft calm and quiet voice.

"Sh-sh-she was busy.... with her BOYFRIEND." I stuttered

"Niall mate, I'm so sorry to hear that. I thought for sure she liked you."

"I thought so too, but how and why would she like ME? I was a jerk to her and pretty much forced myself onto her the first time we met."

I slammed my fist on the car with tears rolling down my eyes.

"Take me Home." I choked out.

(A/n see what I did there? Haha I'm so nerdy!)

Louis nodded and we all jumping into the car driving off.

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The car ride home was long and silent.

Louis pulled into the driveway and I jumped out of the car and ran up to my door unlocking it and quickly running in and I ran to my room.

I locked the door and slid down it slumping to the ground.

I broke down into sobs.

Louis came inside and knocked on my room door.

(P.s. Lou, Harreh, and meh share a flat.)

"Eleanor got a ride home from her friend Emily our neighbor next door.... Mate can I come in?"

~Silence~

This went on for the rest of the night.

Harry got back too and started helping Louis as well, to try and get me to come out of my room.

*Hannah's POV

I woke up to everything in my body throbbing and the sun shining through my windows.

I don't remember the sun shining so bright to my room....

As much as I didn't want to I peeled my eyes open to be greeted by the bright blue sky and the hot sun.

I slowly sat up trying to remember how I got here.

It couldn'y have been my father. I couldn't think of anyone else in the world who would wanna....

It felt like a bolt of lightning hit me in the chest.

~Pang~

The memories from the experience came flooding back to me faster than I wanted it to.

I slowly got up off the ground.

I. Must. Look. Hideous.

That's the least of my problems right now.

I limped to the back of the school to retrieve my bag.

I took my phone outta my bag to check the time

6:15am.

I also noticed I had a gazillion drunk text messages from my so called father.

I grab all my stuff an head to the front of the school building.

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