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I walked through the light rain of Los Angeles. The grey color vacated the sky. People in rain coats carrying umbrellas passed me swiftly. Not everyday was like this. There weren't loud sounds like always. Cars passed by quietly as the rain fell softly on the cars. Thunder roared throughout the sky, startling me. Children younger than 5 bursted into tears. I rushed to my car. Passing by each Hollywood Star on the ground below me. I drove silently to the beautiful Hollywood Hills mansion, sitting above the city where sights could be seen and memories could be made. The silence filled the air. It felt gloomy for the rest of the drive.

I drove up to the mansion and parked. I walked up to the shared house of the five talented singers. Zach Herron, my younger brother. Jack Avery, my boyfriend. Daniel Seavey, my guy best friend. Corbyn Besson, my childhood friend. Lastly, Jonah Marais, my sorta 'older brother'. I knocked on the door three solid times. It was answered by Daniel. I was greeted by his warm and welcoming smile. He opened the door wider for me to walk in. I replied with a smile back. I saw my curly headed boyfriend. Like usual, he was lounging on the couch and scrolling through his phone. I removed my shoes, leaving them at the door, not wanting to make a mess. I walked over to the couch and hopped beside Jack, causing the chair to bounce.

"Hey Jack. Whatcha doin'?" I asked, looking at his phone.

"Just going on Instagram. Looking through photos." He said facing me, then smiling. My heart melted. His smile was the highlight of my day. He believes that his smile is ugly. But he doesn't know what I see. He leaned in for a kiss. I leaned in too, soon our lips collided. I smiled after he stopped, causing him to smile too. Steps flooded down the stairs, I saw Ginny Avery. My best friend and Jack's younger sister. I got off the couch to greet Ginny. I saw Zach follow behind her.

"Hey Ginny. Hey Zachary." I said walking up to them, then hugging Ginny.

"I told you to stop calling me that Hannah." Zach said.

"Are you older than me?" I asked.

"No." He said.

"Then I don't have to listen to you. Just like you don't have to listen to what Ryan says." I said.

"Fine. Anyway, what's up?" He asked.

"You know how it's raining right now?" I asked.

"Yeah, what about that?" Zach asked.

"Theres probably gonna be a storm so I came here. Instead of going all the way back to West Hollywood." I said.

"Also, because your sacred of thunder and lightning." Zach mumered under his breath. I rolled my eyes and went and sat back down beside Jack. He was still on his phone going through Instagram. I shook my head in annoyance. I figured that Jonah, Daniel, and Corbyn would have been doing something fun.

I jolted up off the couch and walked up the stairs to the room they were in. I knocked before walking inside. They looked my way and smiled.

"Hey guys." I said.

"Hey." They each said one after the other.

"Why aren't you hanging out with Jack?" Corbyn asked.

"He's busy on his phone." I said then took a seat on one of the beds beside Daniel. I slightly sighed.

''Guys what do I do?" I asked.

"About what?" Jonah asked.

"About this." I said.

I took out my phone and opened up the texts, and handed my phone to Jonah.

"We know where you are." Jonah read out the text.

It was from a person from the past. Somebody I wish I had never met. Jax Osborne. My boyfriend before I met Jack. I should have never listened to him, I should have listened to everybody that told me not to date him. But I wasn't reluctant about dating him. He caused my life to shatter from above me. The only people that know are Ginny, Daniel, Jonah, and Corbyn. I couldn't even imagine what would happen if Jack or Zach found out. Jax knows where I am now. He knows where live, and where I go. There is no way I can figure out anything to fix this. There is no hope.


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