I knocked on the door. Mascara running down my face, lipstick fading. Eyeliner smudged, foundation blotchy.
That was the least of my worries. The door opened with a boy I knew very well. Jake.
I jumped into his arms, I couldn't let go of him. He held me and I tightened my grip. Tears were falling faster than a shower head right now.
I held in my loud sobs as he let me go. He looked at me with a serious expression and pulled my bags in. "What's wrong?" He said softly touching my cheek.
"Shhh..." I said softly before placing a heavily shivering finger slowly on my lips. That's the first time my voice echoed in the house, he wouldn't hear the voice he once thought was the sweetest for a very long time now.
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FanfictionHannah turns up at the Team 10 house drenched in rain, shivering with a load of bags. When Jake Paul opens the door she runs into his arms silently crying. She hangs onto him for dear life, she won't give him answers, he wants answers. If only she...