A Devan/Collins Key Fanfiction

Chapter 15-Hannah's POV

I get home from visiting the museum and check my phone. I had a text from Collins. "Hey, Devan's going on a cruise and I was wondering if you'd like to spend the two weeks he's gone with me at my house?" I beam. "A whole two weeks?!" I text back. "Why would I say no? <3!" "I'll see you at my house on Monday then. 12?" "Sure" I text Josie: "Did you hear about the cruise Devan's going on?" She almost instantly replies. "How would I not know? I'm his girlfriend. Even better, he invited me to go with him!" I squeal out of excitement for her. "No way!!!!! I hope you have loads of fun. Don't forget to take pics so I can see!!" I text back ready to explode. "Did you have something to tell me?" Josie asks. "Oh! I almost forgot! I'm staying with Collins at his house for the two weeks you're there!" I text. "Omg, hope you have fun there too!"

Just then Mom burst into my room. "Are you okay?! Where's the spider?!" I look at her a little confused but startled. "There's no spider Mom..." She looked a bit limp and exhausted. "But...I heard you scream!" She said, setting the umbrella down that she was going to use as a weapon. "It was a squeal. Besides, that leads me to a question. Can I spend the next two weeks at Collins house?" She looked a bit questioning. "How do I know he's the right boy for you?" She asked. "You can meet him. I swear, he's the one." I say, holding up my hands as if surrendering. "Fine, don't say yes until I meet him." She said leaving. "Oops, too late..." I think smiling. "I'm going anyways."

It was almost two hours after that, when I noticed the still partially packed boxes. It was almost like a lightbulb clicked on in my head. I hurry up and text Josie as fast as I can: "How'd you like to move in with me to an apartment?" I tap my foot and wait impatiently. She finally text back: "Of course! After the cruise though." I beam and pack the things I wouldn't need. Life just keeps getting better and better. Four more days and it'll be just me and Collins.

I go downstairs to eat lunch and see a message from Collins again. "I want to makeup for that last date we missed. Tito's again at 6?" I beam. "Today?" "Ya" I almost fall out of my chair but regain my balance. "Breathe Hannah! Breathe!!" Tyler from the other side of the table gives me a weird look. "Are you okay?" "Better than ever!" I say, getting up from the table and running up the stairs to my room. It was twelve in the afternoon and I was already freaking out. I had such a celebration inside my head I almost forgot to reply to Collins. "Okay, see you there!" I text. I

plan my outfit out, then I realize how stupid I'm being. "Oh my gosh, I'm obsessing over my own boyfriend...should this be happening?? I don't want to end up a crazy freak if he decides to break up with me and I still love him to death!" I calm myself but decide to keep out the outfit I planned. "I'm pretty sure boys aren't into clingy girls.." I think to myself going back to my calm self. I read Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows over for the fourth time that summer and watch Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone. Not that I'm addicted to Harry Potter or anything, it's just an amazing series.

After finishing the movie, I realize that it was four o'clock and that it was the most perfect amount of time to get ready with at least a hour to spare. I straighten my hair to get rid of my wavy hair. I've never liked my wavy hair. I apply makeup and change into the outfit I laid out and changed my earrings.

I got a sudden call from a number I didn't recognize. I picked it up anyways and heard a low voice: "Hello? Is this Hannah Jarc?" The low voice asked. "Yeah, this is she," I say unsure of what was happening and eager to know. "You entered in a painting to the L.A County Museum eam of Art correct?" The low voice grumbled. "Yes, I did." I say confused why he would ask. "Well, it just so happens that your painting has won first prize out of over a million entrees. I'm proud to announce your work will be put into a much higher competition full of paintings that will be judged by real artists from all around the world. You may attend the judging session on this upcoming Thursday to see what your painting has received. The winning painting will receive the grand prize of one million dollars and a trophy to follow. Good luck to you and we'll hopefully see you at the L.A County Museum eam of Art next Thursday." And with that the phone on the other line hung up and I was once again set ablaze with pure excitement. Even better, Collins could come with me!!

Suddenly the thought of Collins made me frantically check the time. "Four-fifty whew" I thought. Almost gave me a heart attack. I hear Tyler shouting downstairs. "No, no you don't understand! That was important to me!" Then I hear his little footsteps run up the stairs and hear his door slam shut. I open my door, hearing Tyler's sobs and soft whispers downstairs. I open Tyler's door slightly. He throws his pillow at the door then realizes it was me. He wipes his tears and says: "Oh, sorry Hannah." I look around at his trashed room and back at him. "No worries...what happened?" I sit down beside him on his bed and move him closer to embrace him in a hug. "M-Murry b-broke the picture frame.." I looked at him puzzled. "Which picture frame?" Tyler looked up at me with his big, round eyes filled with fear and tears. "The one of our family with - with Dad and us." I was suddenly filled with fear, anger, and offense. "Why...how?!" I ask, making Tyler sit up on the bed. "I told him I didn't want to love him and never would....he's not like Dad at all...not at all! He grabbed me by the wrist and made me watch him break the glass of the frame and he took the picture...he..he ripped it Hannah! Ripped it in two! Told me we'd never be the same family we were. He made it sound like I'd never see Dad again." I hug Tyler tightly and fight back tears before. "Well Tyler, if he doesn't let us see Dad, I'll drive you there. Just you and I will drive to see Dad." He looked up at me with his eyes red, and puffy from crying. "Promise?" He asked, sniffling. "Of course, cross my heart and hope to die" I say, exposing my freehand to show him I didn't cross my fingers, and made and made a "x" across my chest in sincerity.

After giving Tyler a tissue and making him happy again, I stomped down the stairs at five-twenty ready to demand he apologize to Tyler and I. But when I went to do so, Murry was nowhere to be found. Not in his office or anywhere. Mom was knelt on the floor by the glass shards, holding the torn in half picture and crying. When she saw me, she stood up and wiped away her tears. "Hannah! Oh, um, I was just..." she was at loss of words. "I'll help you clean up." I started, extending my hand to her. She handed me the picture and I examined the tear. "Good thing I have copies..." I say, struggling to force back tears. "I didn't do it Hannah-" Mom started. "I know Mom...it was Murry....wasn't it?" I ask, seeing if she would admit it about her "true love". "Yes, but Hannah honestly Murry-" I interrupted her uncontrollably: "What's your excuse this time?! He did it out of pure jealously! Just admit it! You don't love him like you love Dad! I don't understand why you divorced anyways! It almost seems like you go out of your way to make Tyler and I miserable!"

With that I run up the stairs to Tyler in absolute anger. "Don't worry Tyler...we'll leave in two weeks." I say between sobs. Tyler embraced me as tightly as he could to reassure me that he knew my pain. I look at my watch and see the time. "Oh," I say, releasing Tyler. "I have to go soon." Tyler looks up at me a bit puzzled but doesn't ask any questions. I rush out the door to avoid Mom. "Going out, bye!" I say, almost tripping on the way out.

I arrive at Tito's on time and have to wait a bit for Collins. "Sorry for the hold up!" He says, hugging me. "You look good." I say, sitting down again. "Thanks," he says, pausing a bit. "Are you alright?" I exhale therapeutically to calm myself so I don't bawl my eyes out in public. "I'm just....ugh..the home situation I'm having isn't the best." He reached for my hand, and I let him. "Do you wanna talk about it?" He asked. I explained to him and apologized several times for practically ranting to him.

When I finished explaining, he did a really nice job helping me forget about the whole situation. Afterwards, we went to the parking lot and said goodbye. "Hey don't worry about home...soon enough you'll be at my house and we can forget about the whole thing." Collins says. We exchange smiles and hug. "Thanks, Collins." He opens my driver side door for me, and we kiss for a while making me feel the same way I do when we kiss. "I'll see you on Monday." He says, waving and walking back to his car. "Bye." He closes my door for me and I drive away with the same happy, fluttery feeling, still feeling like I'm flying.

Arriving home feeling weird. It wasn't the same feeling of happiness to walk in the door though. Almost like it was a totally new house to my eyes. Soon enough I would be with Collins, and after that, finally back to Ohio to see my real Dad I loved. 

A/N: Heyyyy I'm actually really happy and surprised that at least someone likes this story. If you've gotten this far and still like it let me know. If you don't like it, comment that too but please be nice :). Make sure to check out my partner's story too and give her some love too. Thanks for reading!