You are my Star (One Direction Fan Fiction)

Brooke was in love with Louis before One Direction, and when One Direction was still on The X-Factor. But when Brooke meets all the boys for the first time, she has a special connection with Harry that is unlike any other. What happens when Louis has a change of heart and wants to finally be with Brooke but Brooke is in love with Harry? What would you do if two boys from One Direction wanted to be with you?

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1. Auditions

The lucky day. The day I wish I could postpone now. Louis holds my hand tight, it was his turn soon, and I'm positive that he'd do very well. Which honestly scared me. What if he did really go ? So well that he'd move on to boot camp? I never wanted to loose him again. It was bad enough when his younger sister Charlotte got a part in that television show and they had to move to London for a few months until the show got off the air. "Three more people than I'm up," Louis whose always confident says in a raspy tone. 

"I know you'll do fine, " I tell him with a sincere smile.

He returns my compliment with a cute cheeky smile which I adore and he makes me blush. "Thank you Brooke..." He says seriously with bright bluish green eyes.

"No problem, that's what friends do..." I say thinking of how I always wish I could be with him. Louis and I have always been best friends since grade school. At first it was just puppy love. I never got to hang out with him much since he was always two grades higher, but our mums are best friends so we were always together. Those were the days where friendship wasn't complicated and all your hormones had to come in to play with everything. 

"No. thank you for everything you've done for me," Louis says leaning in close to me his eyes fluttering closed. I backed away scared of what might come out of the kiss if it even had happened. When he notices that his lips don't meet mine as he had intended for he looks embarressed. The girl who was before him walks back stage with a smile on her face as she embraces who I believe was he lover.

"Did you make it?" Louis asks the girl.

"Yeah I made it with three votes, I hope you do well." She smiles walking away from us holding he boys hand.

"Thanks," Louis says under his breath. He looks at me, "I'm up." I smile and I walk over and give him a big hug. He squeezes me so tight I think I might explode, but once he's done hugging me, he walks up the stairs and onto the stage.

I tried to see as much as possible. I couldn't see the judges from where I was, so I just started to watch his live audition on the small plasma T.V. He introduced himself and maybe he didn't look nervous to everyone else but I could see the fear in his eyes. He performed his song "Hey there Daliah" for Simon and the judges. When he's done singing his song the critisism begins. It wasn't harsh, but he only got three votes, which was enough for him to move on to the next round. Louis excused himself with his thank you's and left the stage.

I was so happy for him, and although after his try out was over it only took him a minute to find him back in my arms again, it felt more like an eternity. He jumped off this third step and I ran up to him with open arms. " You were great!" I tell him as my head rests on his shoulder. 

"I think I could've done better though, but at least I move on to the next round," he says to me.

 

"Well that's all that matters right?" I ask.

"Yeah it is, but I have a long way to go and there's a lot of talented people on this show." Louis says. Releasing me from his arms he looks me in my eyes.

I hold his face in mine and his eyes sparkle,  " Your great. Your going to be a big star one day, I promise you that. " I tell him, meaning it with every part of me. Then reality hits me...We might not ever be as close as we are today ever again. The thought of us never being this close as we are now scares me. Fame could change any person...even Louis. Louis could tell that I was thinking about something because he asks me whats wrong.

"I'm afraid I might loose you forever..." I tell him "You have to go to your hotel room after you go home and pack your bags right?" I say to him keeping my calm.

"Yeah but you're coming with me since I probably won't see you for...awhile..." He says forcing the words out. It hurt more to hear it coming from him then hearing it from me. "Come on," Louis says holding my hand with a smile leading me out of of the X-Factor stadium. He walks me to his car and he opens the passenger side door for me.

"After you madam," Louis says.

"Why thank you kind sir, " I say taking my seat. He gets in the drivers seat and drives us around town. The day was bright and warm. I lowered the windows in the car to catch some fresh air.

"Are you really happy for me Brooke?" Louis asks taking his eyes off the road.

"Of course, this is your passion...I'm just afraid that I'm going to loose you forever...Fame can make you forget the people that you love sometimes." I tell him.

A smirk dances upon his lips, " You really think that I would forget about you?" Louis asks stopping at a red light.

"I do," I tell him looking away from him. He pulls into a tea shoppe that we always go to after school.

" I won't though," He parks the car and looks at me with a sad face. "Why would you ever think that?"

" I don't know...It could happen though. It's possible." I say tears welling up in my eyes. I didn't want to let see Louis see me cry ever but this might be the last time I will ever get to see him again.

Louis pulls me onto his lap and I lay my head on his shoulder as I let myself break right before his eyes. He rubs my back up and down and I've never felt this close to anyone in my life before. He holds me tight to against him. I hear his heart beat and its beat plays a special tune that only I can understand and play back to him. " I love you Brooke, more than I have loved anyone before."

I've been waiting to hear him say this to me for the longest time ever. " I love you too," I tell him hoping he actually understood me through sobs. He moves to his back seat and lays down and I follow him. I lay on top of him, my head resting on his chest. He runs his fingers through my hair.

"Did you mean what you said to me just a minuet ago?" I ask him.

"Did you mean it?" I asks.

"Yeah I did."

"So did I ."

I look up at him and his eyes are red. His face stained with tears, and another tear rolls down his face and I wipe it away with my finger tips. "Don't cry love," I say.

He kisses my four head and then he kisses me on my neck and this time I don't pull away. I feel exactly they way he feels about me. Loved. And it was a nice feeling. I kissed him on his thin lips. He coils his arms around my waist and kisses me like my life depended on it, which it did because if kissing him always felt this way I'd want to live off of his love.

 

 

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