Not so number one

Hi my name is Hannah and I get bullied, a lot. I'm still trying to understand why. I mean, I think I treat people right, and never bullied anyone else. Yet Harry and his friends seem to think it's cute or funny or what ever to bully me. I want them to stop hurting me. I want them to stop calling me names. I want them to stop embarrassing me. But mostly... I want them to stop avoiding an answer.

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12. Chapter eleven

Louise's  POV

I was hanging out with the guys after school. We were at my house, playing video games (Niall was eating a bag of chips). I had just been killed by Liam.

"Aw, shit, screw you Liam." I shoved my middle finger up at him. He didn't pay any mind to it. Since I died, I walked into the other room. I noticed Harry was sitting outside on the deck, I walked outside and sat next to him.

"Hey." I said. He didn't reply. I looked at him and he just looked off into the beyond.

"I said hey." Again, he didn't reply.

"Are you mad at me?" I asked. That made him look at me. He looked shocked and mad.

"Am I mad at you? Am I mad at you?! What do you think?" I was going to respond when he cute me off.

"Of course I'm mad at you! I go off and tell you who I'm in love with and then you tell me you like her too but your still going to bully her! Wouldn't that piss you off at least a little bit?" I shrugged my shoulders.

"Oh fuck off Lou, you and I both know you would be pissed!" He said and he was right. I would be furious.

"Ya I guess your right."

"Ha, you bet I'm right."

I walked back inside and saw my mom about to leave. "Where are you going?" I asked.

"Oh...um...out. I'll be back later."

"Ok. See you when you get back."

"Alright, bye." She walked out of the door without a second thought. Where would she be going? She doesn't usually leave the house other than to get groceries and she got thoughts yesterday. 'Oh well, like I need to care.'

I went back into the room where the boys were playing video games. They had started a new game and Niall had taken my spot. "Oi, Niall. What do you think your doing?"

"Playing a video game, whats it look like?"

"I was playing there."

"Ya but then you died and went outside to talk to Harry. Whats he so upset about?"

"Um, nothing."

"Fine if you won't tell me, I'll ask Harry myself. Put the game on pause Zayn." Zayn out the game on pause and Niall walked outside.

"So, what is Harry so upset about?" Liam asked.

"Oh it's not a bit deal! He's over reacting way too much about the whole situation."

"Obviously it's a big deal to him." Liam replied.

"Ya, Harry wouldn't act like this over nothing." Zayn said.

Niall walked back inside. He looked confused. "What did he say?" Liam asked.

"He said that he told Louis who his crush is and that Louis said he was going to bully her."

"Ok, that was not the whole story! What happened was, Harry wanted to talk to me in first period so he took me out of English to talk. He ended up confessing his love for Hannah and I told him that I had a crush on her as well. He said he wasn't going to bully her anymore, but I said I was."

Their mouths were all dropped open. "Well no wonder Harry was all worked up today. He yelled at my in fifth period because I dropped my pencil on the floor." Zayn said.

"Ya, he was pretty uptight in second as well." Niall added.

"Why the hell would you say that?" Liam said.

"What?"

"You heard me."

"Ya, if you both said you like her, why would you bully her? Everyone else kinda dropped out at the end of last year. Even we don't REALLY part-take in it anymore." Said Niall.

"Ya, we're more of by standers now" Zayn agreed.

I then realized they were right. It was really only Harry and I who bullied her anymore. No one really cared to step in and say anything or cared to stop us. They just laughed when they thought it was funny.

I was going to go outside to talk to Harry when my mom walked in the door. She was talking to someone.

"Liam, Niall, and Zayn, But mostly it's Harry and-" I heard a girl say. I turned to face my mom and the girl and saw....Hannah?!

"Hannah! What the hell are you doing at my house?!" Was the first thing that came out of my mouth.

"Louis." Is all she said.

"Oh, so you to know each other?" My mom asked.

"Um....ya we do." I said.

"Well, she is your new foster sister." My mom said. Foster sister, foster sister! Really! Today's the day I tell someone I like her and she ends up being my foster sister!

"Louis, her room is Jennifer's old room. Will you show her to her room?"

"Mom, I-" She gave me a look. "Fine, come on Hannah."

We walked into the next room and all the boys turned towards us.

"Hannah, hi, why are you here?" Liam said.

"Um, the Tomlinsons are my new foster family." She said.

"Oh, well...... Louis why don't you-" Zayn was cut of by Harry storming inside.

"And you know what Louis I-, Hannah, what are you doing here?" He asked.

Harry's POV

"The Tomlinsons are my new foster family." She said. YES!!!! But no at the same time. Yes because I come over to Lou's house every day! I'll get to try to make it up to her everyday! No, because Louis still plans to bully her. She will never have the chance to get away from him.

"Oh well, that's nice." I said.

"Ya, sure." She said. I felt bad for her, she seemed terrified to be here. I wish I could help her, but I don't know how.

"Ok, well I need to show Hannah her room." Louis said.

"I'll go with you."

We walked upstairs and went into Hannah's new room. It was Louise's older sister's room when she lived here.

"Alright we will let you unpack." We started to leave the room be she just sat in the bed. She left the suite case where it was and didn't touch it. 'Wasn't she going to unpack?'

"Aren't you going to unpack?" Louis asked her.

"No, I don't expect to be here too long."

"Why, Do you hate me that much?" Louis said.

"No, It's just that you don't want me here. I can tell. You don't like me at school so why would you like me here? And It's only a matter of time until your mom gets tired of me as well."

"Oh...um.....that's not true." I said. She looked up at me with confused eyes.

"What do you mean? I thought you both hated me. I thought everyone hated me."

"Well, not exactly. But we will tell you all of the reasons that we bullied you later."

"I'm not sure if I believe you."

"Look, we will explain later, just unpack first and then we will talk." Louis said.

We left the room. I was happy, I was gonna get my girl. I was gonna get my dream girl. I was gonna get my princess. We went back downstairs into the room the guys were playing video games in. Were, now they were running around trying to tackle each other.

"Guys, what are you doing?" I said.

"We got board waiting for you."

Thirty minutes went by and I then walked up to Hannah's room to talk to her, about a few things.

The first one was why I bullied her. She needed to know it was because I couldn't have her at the time. She needed to know that I was sorry and that I need her to be mine. She needed to know that I was sorry and needed her to forgive me. The second thing was the conversation we had earlier. I need to make sure she isn't going to kill herself. She can't, if she did I think our story would be Romeo and Juliet in revers. The third thing we needed to talk about was..... the Kiss. I had to know if she felt something. I had to know if she enjoyed it. I need to knew if she felt something.

I walked up to her door and knocked.....

 

Hannah's POV

They walked me up to my room. I don't know why Harry voluntarily walk me up to my room. I walked inside the room and it was beautiful. The walls were a light pink and it had a bed, closet, dresser and a small desk. It was the best room I have stayed in. I think Mrs. Tomlinson said it was a girl named Jennifer's room. That must have been Louise's older sister,

"Alright we will let you unpack." They started to leave but stopped when they noticed I sat down on the bed and didn't unpack.

"Aren't you going to unpack?" Louis asked me.

"No, I don't expect to be here too long."

"Why, Do you hate me that much?" Louis said.

"No, It's just that you don't want me here. I can tell. You don't like me at school so why would you like me here? And It's only a matter of time until your mom gets tired of me as well."

"Oh...um.....that's not true." Harry said. I looked at him like he was crazy. He, out of all people, is going to tell me that's not true. Please.

"What do you mean? I thought you both hated me. I thought everyone hated me."

"Well, not exactly. But we will tell you all of the reasons that we bullied you later."

"I'm not sure if I believe you."

"Look, we will explain later, just unpack first and then we will talk." Louis said.

They walked out and down stairs. I unpack like they told me to do. I finished pretty quickly, since I don't own many things. I lie down on my bed and though about things. I thought about the dream. If Harry really meant what he said, then maybe it was him I saw in the dream. Maybe he was the figure I fell in love with. Maybe he-. My thoughts were interrupted by someone knocking on my door.

"Come in." I said. Harry walked in. He stood in the middle of the room.

"Would you like to sit down?" I asked.

"Oh, sure." He said. He sat on the edge of the bed. I scooted closer to him, so that I was sitting next to him.

"So, what did you want?" I asked.

"Um, I wanted to talk to you about a few things. The first one being why I bullied you."

"Ok, go ahead."

"Well, it started in seventh grade after you turned me down. Everyone thought you were perfect. You were smart, pretty, nice, talented.... the list went on and on. People got jealous, they wanted to make you think you were not as good as they were. I was only mad because you had just turned me down, so I started to bully you. I brought Louis into it, and it kinda became our thing. I'm sorry, I'm truly deeply sorry."

"Oh, well thank you for apologizing, but it will take me a while to trust you. I hope you can understand. But can we be friends?"

"Absolutely!" He responded.

"Ok what was the next thing you wanted to talk about?"

"The conversation we had earlier. Did you mean what you said? Are you really going to try to kill yourself?"

"Oh, um no I'm not going to kill myself." I wasn't 100% sure about my answer. I might, if I become any more depressed.

"Good, I couldn't live knowing you would try something like that."

"Anything else you wanted to talk to me about."

"Um...well.....you might have forgotten about this but...... that little kiss we had." He brought up the kiss. Why does he want to talk about that?

"Ok, what about it?"
"Well, was it good?"

"Hahaha, Harry, I think I can say I enjoyed it."

"Really! I mean really? Cause I enjoyed it too."

"Well since we both enjoyed it, shall we try it out again for kicks?"

"I think we should."

We kissed. It was a great kiss it was long and pleasant. I think I fell in love with him when we kissed. We pulled apart and smiled at each other.

"What did you think, was I a good kisser?" I asked.

"You were a fantastic kisser, what about me?"

"You were perfect."

"Dinners ready!" We heard Mrs. Tomlinson say.

"Food!" We heard Niall say after Mrs. Tomlinson made the announcement.

We both laughed ans walked downstairs together.

Harry's POV

We all sat at the dinner table and talked. Everyone talked to Hannah. We were all hitting it off great with her. I was happy she was going to be spending the next few weeks here. Hopefully they will adopt her so she doesn't have to go back to another trashy family. My smile was quickly wiped off of my face.

"What wrong Harry?" Hannah asked me.

"Nothing" I replied.

But there was something wrong........

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

......I couldn't stop bullying her.

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