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.


11. Chapter ten

Harry's POV

I went inside and tried to think of what Louis had for first period. I then remembered that he had English, same as me. Witch means he saw my little out burst in class today. Great, he is defiantly going to make a comment on that when I get him.

I went outside the classroom, then I realized that I couldn't just walk in there and ask for Louis. First off I'm not a teacher, and second Mrs. Davis would make me stayed there. I really didn't know what to do, so I just walked in the classroom, grabbed Louis by the shirt and ran out.

Louis had a confused look on his face and he was trying to get me to let go of his shirt. I never let go and dragged him outside. I went to the side of the school, I knew Hannah was at the back, so I wasn't going to go there.

I finally let go of his shirt. "Why the hell have you brought me here?" He asked.

"We need to talk about something."

"Ok, but first, about that little show in class." He looked at me with a smirk. "What was that about?"

"I was only thinking, what did you-"

"Oh come on Harry. 'I was only thinking.' Dude you never think, about anything. Why an I suppose to believe that you were only thinking." He took a pause and looked at me with a serious face. "Was it about the fight with Hannah."

"Ya." I replied in a whisper.

"Dude, why are you so concerned about her. I thought you hate her, you do hate her right?"

"Um....ya I hate her." I knew it wasn't true, but I couldn't let Lou know that. I couldn't let Louis know that I love- I mean..... have a crush, yes, have a crush on her.

"That was very convincing Harry, but really do you hate her?"


"Harry I can tell when your lying, do you hate her or not?!"

"I said yes now drop it!"

"Ok it was only a question!"

"Look we need to talk about something." I said after I finally calmed down.

"What about?" He asked.

"I think we need to stop bullying Hannah."

"What, why? I thought you said you hate her!"

"I's just...She was talking to me earlier and....well she said she was gonna kill herself." I said. Louis had no reaction. He just looked at me like he did any other time.

"Did you just hear what I said?"

"Ya I heard you." He said. How does he have no reaction to this. I told him she said she was gonna kill herself!

"Are you not gonna react? I just told you a girl is gonna kill herself."

"Ya, so. Why should I care? We tell her to do that all the time."

"Ya but people only tell other people that because they are mad at them!" I yelled at him.

"Well why are you mad at her?"

"I'm not."

"But you just said-"

"Ya I know what I said."

"Well I figured you were mad because you-"

"Ok, but that doesn't mean-"

"Yes, it does! Now what-" We just kept interrupting each other.

"Look Louis, I'm not mad at her.......But even if I was mad at her, it would be non of your business."

"Dude, that means you are mad at her. What is your deal?"

"Louis, it's non of your-"

"Just tell me Harry I'm-"

"Louis drop it, it doesn't-"

"Yes, Harry, it does mat-"

"God damn it I'm in love with her!" Right after I said it, I regretted it.

"You....what? l-love.....with her?"

"'s...that's not what I said." I replied.

"Yes it is. All this time you bullied her because you loved her"

"Well.....sort of. Really I-" As if Louis was reading my mind he finished what I was going to say.

"No, you bullied her because she rejected you in the seventh grade!"


"Your a hypocrite!"

"Everyone is! That's the reason we all bullied her. She was perfect! She had everything. She was pretty, smart, talented, nice... she was God damn perfect!"

"Well I'm glad you feel that way."


"I said I'm glad you feel that way. If you are 'In love with her', then you don't have to beat her anymore." I felt a wave for relief wash over me. I didn't have to beat her anymore. I could try and mend things with her. I could try to win her over, make her mine....... My thoughts were interrupted by Louis speaking.

"But that doesn't mean I won't."

"What did you just say?"

"You heard me Styles, Just because we both have feelings for her doesn't mean we both are going to stop beating her." Wait......What?!

"Wait, what!? Did you just say we Both have feelings for her!"

"Yea Harry, now you know. In seventh grade after you asked her out, I was going to the next day. But of course, that was the day every one started to bully her. So I joined in, I got so into it, I forgot why we beat her. I wish I never would have joined in. Then she would probably be mine. But no, 'Come on Louis, let's bully her. You will be cool if you bully her.' The words of Harry E. Styles got in my way."

"Louis, if you stop bullying her then maybe we can be her friends. Maybe one of use could be more than that!"

"No Harry, it's to late to repair the relationship between use and it's to late to turn back form the bullying."

"What the hell are you taking about? I'm not bullying her anymore, so you don't have to either."

"Harry just leave me be. I'm probably going to have a little 'meeting' with her after school tomorrow behind the school."

After he said that the bell rang.

"Look I'm gonna go, see ya." Louis said and walked off.

Hannah's POV

I spent all day looking into the warm colored, painted woods. After the final bell rang I started to walk 'home'. I took my time, I didn't really care when I got to the foster care center. It meant nothing to me. Because I didn't live with Santana anymore, it doesn't matter when I get back from school.

As I walked along the road, I had time to really take everything in and look around me. Obviously I didn't have time to do this before, so I took a long time to look around.Then something caught my eye. It was a  beautiful tree with bright red leaves falling off of it. At the very top of it a purple kite was stuck.

I sat down on the sit walk and started to draw the tree in my sketch book. I sat there for probably thirty minutes when i got a phone call from someone. I pick up my phone and answered it.


"Hey, Hannah, I need you to get to the foster care center." Alex said into the phone.

"Um...ok. I'll be there in a minute." I hung up the phone and started to walk to the foster care center.

I Finally arrived and Alex came running up to me. "Hannah! I have great news! I found a new family for you!" I had a piece of me fill with hope. I wanted to know who my new family was going to be.

A pretty lady walked up to me. " Hi, My name is Mrs. Tomlinson, but please, call me mom."

Tomlinson, that last name sound familiar. Oh well, I went upstairs to pack. I got all my stuff together and went down stairs.

"Ready?" Mrs. Tomlinson asked me.

"Um, yep all ready."

"Alright then, let's go."

We walked outside and went into her car.

"So Hannah, do you play any sports or part-take in any after school activities?"

"No, I never had time. When I lived with all of my other families they either didn't allow me to or gave so much work to where I just never had time for any."

"Oh, I'm sorry. Well, feel free to do any after school activity you want."

"That's ok. I haven't done any in so long that I would just be an out cast from everyone else on the team. Non of them really interest me anyway."

"Ok, well what are your friends like?"

", I don't really have friends." We then arrived at her home, well my home now, I guess.

"I'm sorry, why not?"

"I get bullied."

"Oh, well who bullies you, maybe my son knows them." Son,she has a son. 'Great, Maybe this isn't going to be as good as a home as I thought.' "Who bullies you." We walked into the house.

"Well there is Liam, Niall, and Zayn, But mostly it's Harry and-"

"Hannah! What the hell are you doing at my house?!" All the hope that I had inside me, drained out in seconds.


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