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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13. Chapter twelve

Hannah's POV 

Dinner was wonderful. Everyone talked to me, not to mention, the food was wonderful! I haven't had a home cooked meal like that in a long time. I finished eating and I noticed that Mrs. Tomlinson was finished as well. I picked up my plate and her plate and took them into the kitchen.

"Oh, dear, Hannah you don't have to do that. Louis or I can do that." She said.

"What? What are you volunteering me for?" Louis asked.

"Come help me bring the plates to the kitchen." Mrs Tomlinson said.

"No, it's ok. It's the least I can do since you made that wonderful dinner for me. I'll do the dishes tonight." I replied.

"Oh, well how nice of you. Louis, go help her." She said.

"Fine." Louis got up from the table, brought his and Harry's plates into the kitchen.

"Your not mad at me, or going to hit me are you?" I asked.

"What, no, why would I-" He looked at me with confused eyes, then they changed to sympathy. "No I'm not going to hit you. I'm never going to hit you again. I promise. Besides, what kind of brother would I be if I hit my sister?" He asked 

"Foster sister, I'm only your foster sister."

"Maybe for now, but I don't think you will be for long." He said. I looked at him with worried eyes. Was he going to make his mom give me up? Does he want to get ride of me? 

"No, not like that! I just think that we are going to adopt you!" He said.

"Ya, Louis, I appreciate you trying to make me feel better and all, but I'm never going to get adopted. Every time someone came close to adopting me, something happened and they didn't want me anymore." I said. "I don't think I'm meant to have a family." By then we had finished the dishes and all the boys had left. So I walked upstairs to my room. I was really tired so I just went to bed.

Louise's POV

I heard my mom and Hannah talking at dinner and then I heard my name pop in the conversation.

"Louis or I can do that." She said.

"What? What are you volunteering me for?" I asked.

"Come help me bring the plates to the kitchen." My mom said.

"No, it's ok. It's the least I can do since you made that wonderful dinner for me. I'll do the dishes tonight." Hannah replied.

"Oh, well how nice of you. Louis, go help her." My mom said.

"Fine." I got up from the table, and took mine and Harry's plates into the kitchen. Once we got into the kitchen Hannah looked scared. The she asked me a question.

"Your not mad at me, or going to hit me are you?" 

"What, no, why would I-" I looked at her confused, the I realized why she asked that. It made me sad that she thought her own brother, well foster brother for now, would hit her. Maybe her other foster siblings hit her, that made me mad, but I also felt sympathy towards her. "No I'm not going to hit you. I'm never going to hit you again. I promise. Besides, what kind of brother would I be if I hit my sister?" I asked. She looked down, I knew that meant that her foster brothers before had hit her. I was gonna change that, I was gonna make sure this became her home. The crush I had on her for years suddenly changed into a brotherly love. I loved her like a sister at that moment. I was determined to make her apart of my family.

"Foster sister, I'm only your foster sister."

"Maybe for now, but I don't think you will be for long." I said. I realized what that sounded like. She looked at me with sad eyes. "No, not like that! I just think that we are going to adopt you!" I said.

"Ya, Louis, I appreciate you trying to make me feel better and all, but I'm never going to get adopted. Every time someone came close to adopting me, something happened and they didn't want me anymore." She said. "I don't think I'm meant to have a family." I felt really bad for her. I really hope we adopt her soon.

She went upstairs to bed, she seemed really tired so I let her go. I didn't feel like arguing with her. My mom walked into the room and she looked at me with disappointed eyes. 

"Mom, whats wrong?" I asked her.

"Today, when I brought Hannah home we were talking about her life. She said she was bullied."

I knew where this was going. I thought I heard her talking about he boys 'Liam, Niall, and Zayn, But mostly it's Harry and-'. She was about to say my name. What the hell! She was gonna tell my mom I bullied her! 

"Ok." was all I said.

"She said something about Liam, Niall, and Zayn, but she said it was mostly Harry and, I had a feeling she was going to say......Your name." My mom said. Fuck. I was in so much trouble.

"Oh....well....it wasn't me. I-I would never do that kind of thing." 

"Would you Louis? You came home all most everyday and said that you hatted this one girl and that you were gonna teach her a lesson! Louis, I know you bullied her! You are in so much trouble." Great, Hannah got me in trouble, big trouble. If she had kept her trap shut I wouldn't be in this mess! I'm pissed with her. Maybe I lied, maybe I would hit her again.

"What are you gonna do about it, it already happened! I told her I was sorry and I wasn't gonna so it again!"

"I don't care your grounded for three months! Now I don't want to hear another word about it." Then she walked away.

Wonderful, just wonderful. Hannah is gonna pay for this. She will pay.

AN

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