The little boy

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*Author's note I wrote this chapter four times because it keeps deleting and I'm Getting very aggravated*

*Hanna's pov*

I woke up in my bedroom on my bed at 7 o'clock.  I wonder who carried me because they must have struggled because I'm so fat.  *not actually she just thinks she is*

I decided to get in the shower. After about thirty minutes of being in there I got out and dried my body and hair.

I decided to straighten my hair today so I turned on my straightener to let it get hot while I changed.

I put on a white romper that had black music notes on it with a pink blazer and pink wedges.

I straightened my hair and put a white bow in my hair put on a little make up sprayed some perfume and I was ready for the day.

I walked downstairs and the boys were still sleeping so I decided to go out  to find a park.

I walked down the block and spotted an old rundown park. I walked through the gates and sat on a swing and lightly pushed myself.

I thought over everything.  My "dad", my mom, the boys and Singing for One Direction.

After about 45 minutes I went to go get up when I heard crying?

I slowly walked over to where I heard it and there he sat a young 4 year old.

"Hey cutie I'm Hanna what's your name", I asked him.

"Patrick," he replied simply.

"Where is your mom," I asked.

"She isn't here she came only to drop me off and leave me here I overheard her on the phone", he said with only a few tears coming now.

"Do you have a dad", I asked the boy.

"Yes it's Harry Styles"

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