"You? I'm? I can't go back!" I sobbed into Millie's arms. She cradled me and wiped my tears of my face gently.
"It's ok they didn't mean it I'm sure they are just angry" she tried to explain. Why didn't they want me? No one ever did. What's the point anymore? I wasn't good enough for anyone, let alone superstars!
***
"Harry please come over I need you" I begged, speaking into the phone.
"I know baby but I'm kinda tied up at work, I will as soon as I can" he said.
"They don't want me anymore!" I blurted out unable to control my tears.
I heard the phone hang up which only made me cry more. No one wanted. Not my parents or my boyfriend.
I was to busy crying to hear the doorbell ring but was startled when I heard a knock at the door.
"Go away" I shouted.
I heard the door open. My attention swung towards the door where I saw Harry stand there. I ran towards him cocooning him in a hug. He held my tight and wiped my tears of of my face trying to reassure me.
"Shhhh baby girl it's ok" aw he was so sweet.
He lead me over to the sofa just next to the door and sat me down, sitting next to me. I fell onto him still crying. He held my tight and close occasionally asking if I was ok.
"They don't want me. No one does" I cried hysterically, barely able to get my words out.
"Shhhh it's ok, they do want you they are just going through a tough patch. You have to remember they have never had to deal with two teenage girls before. This is alien to them. Your not alone baby girl. I want you and you will always have me!" He said gently and he rubbed my shoulder for comfort.
"Always?" I sobbed wiping my tears from my swollen eyes.
"Always" he reassured me.
I had the best boyfriend ever.
"Common why don't you get into bed and watch a movie?" He said looking down at me. I nodded stiffly and sat up looking around my room and then to Harry who was smiling softly.
He stood up and grabbed m hand pulling me up to and leading me over to my bed. I laid on it facing the TV as Harry bought over the blacked and wrapped me up in it.
"Thanks" I smiled slightly at him trying to show my appreciation.
"I will grab the Tv remote for you" he said and did as he promised, handing me Tv remote seconds later.
I hear him open the door and walk away.
"Wait!!" I shouted trying to get his attention. This head peeped round the side of the door smiling.
"Stay?" I smiled patting the side of the bed next to me. He walked back in and nodded, taking his seat beside me and hanging his arm around my neck, kissing my forehead.
I picked up the remote and switched Orange Is The New Black on and smuggled into Harrys chest. The warm scent of vanilla made it all the more homely.
***
"Thanks" I said giving Harry a quick peck on the lips before waving him goodbye.
"Your welcome princess, anytime" he smiled kissing me back and heading out to the door.
I ran back up to my bedroom locking the door once again so that I could be in the own. They didn't want me anyway so why bother talking to them?
Family has always meant something special to me. I suppose it's because I have never had one. Every Christmas up until now I asked Santa for a family. Now I realised that I had one all along. The care home, staff and children. They were my family. We were a disorganised, loud, rowdy and weird family but we worked. Kinda. All that I ever wanted was right in front of me but I was so wound up in my own world to realise. I didn't need the big house or the fancy cars or famous parents. I needed people who loved me and being around me.
I reluctantly got out of my warm bed and made my way over to my wardrobe where I pulled out my suitcases and boxes which I had used to bring all my stuff here in. Carefully and slowly I packed pieces of my things away with the memories. I didn't think that I would be moving out this soon, put it that way. And under these circumstances but beggars can't be choosers right?
I heard a knock at the door which instantly caught my attention. I didn't answer because I didn't want to talk to the guys or even Millie right now.
"Han? It's Ray. I just wanted to check that you were okay. You haven't been down for food all day. You must be getting really hungry."
No I'm not.
I still didn't answer because truthfully I didn't know what to say.
"Common Hannah I know your mad at us but at least let us explain"
"What's there to explain?" I said to myself quietly but clearly not as quietly as I had thought as I got a reply.
"Hannah, having two teenage girls in the house isn't the norm for us and apart from having girlfriends we don't have a clue about girls. We know you get moody when your thingy...period is it, comes and we know that you love sloppy Tv shows that make normal people cry and we all now most of all that what you want is a family and love surrounding you. I know how hard this must be for you and we are trying to make it as easy for all of us as we can but I think that any of us were prepared for this"
" I was! I was ready to leave that home. I was fed up of being stuck there for years and years! I was fed up of waiting to be wanted. You have no idea how much time I have dreamt about this. Having a family. And now. Now it's all being taken away. Just like that. God I wish I had never even moved in with you!" I spat as i spoke. Annoyed and angry. Ready for a fight.
"I'm sorry Hannah" I heard him whisper and move away from the door.
So much for family's. It's not like I ever wanted one anyway.
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FanfictionHannah has been in care since she was 4 years old. As she has grown up she has had a love of bands, when she enters tickets to a MyChemcialRomance concert years later her hopes and dreams of finally getting out of care may be a reality.