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?


9. Secrets

Part 2



Harry's P.O.V


I move my hand slowly over her cheeks. She looks up at me with striking green eyes, her hair falls perfectly over her shoulders. She is the closets girl to perfect that I'll ever meet in my life that I am sure of , but for some reason I wont let myself love her the way she deserves to be loved. For I know I will crush her heart because I am still in love with Brooke. She left me just last week and there is not even a scab forming to the womb that she left behind. I see her in everything I see. I feel a little bit of her in everything I touch. She is my world and still rules everything in it.

"I'm so tired," She says rubbing her face in her silk covered pillows.l

"Go to sleep," I tell her, kissing her four head. She smiles and turns the other way in her bed. It was dark outside. I wonder if it was dark in New York right now. Maybe not. After ten minuets Emily was sleeping, a weak moan escaping her mouth every now and again. I get out of bed without waking her and I go into her bathroom. I take out my mobile and I dial Brooke's number. I hesitate before I finally hit the call button. I wait for an answer and when I hear her voice cooe a hello my heart skips a beat.

"Brookelynn, my God it feels like it's been forever since I've heard your voice."





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Brooke's P.O.V



"Brookelynn, my God it feels like it's been forever since I've  heard you voice," I hear Harry say into the phone. He sounded upset and I almost didn't know what to say. This phone call was so random to get at twelve o'clock in the afternoon. Lola looks at me from the other side  of the table.

"Who is that?" Lola whispers sipping her coke.

I nod my head, "Hello...hello? Brookelynn...are you there?" I hear Harry say. Only God knows how badly I wanted I wanted to tell him how much I was sorry, but I knew if I did that I'd only be hurting him more. So I hung up the phone without saying another word. Hello was all I said. At least he knew I was alright.

"Why didn't you talk?" Lola asks.

"It was a boy back from England. I broke his heart. I can't stand to hurt him anymore," I say finishing my last piece of pizza.

"How much more could you hurt someone if you live in a different continent?" Says Lola.

 I  nod my head. She was right, it wasn't fair for me to just keep playing around with Harry's emotions, but my the conversation had already ended. "Your right, I guess we'll talk again next time he calls." I tell her.

"Why must you be so hard to get?" Lola says raising her voice. "Do you like him?" I nod my head,

"In fact I love him," I tell her.

"Then do the right thing and call him back. Let him know how much you care. Don't just keep dragging him along on the chain," says Lola.

I take out my mobile and I dial his number and it doesn't take long for me to get an answer...from a girl.

My mouth drops to the floor in shock. What was going on? Had he moved on already. I thought he loved me or was that a mask just to get in my pants. I hold the phone away from my ear. I was about ready to cry when Lola took my phone from my hands.

"Hello?" She said into my mobile. A long pause. "Well, Harry's ex girlfriend would like to return his call," She says in a witty tone. Another long pause. "Well hunny, as far as I'm concerned, they were dating for awhile....Oh no, it's possible." Lola rolls her eyes, "Look, have a nice day and if you don't like your boyfriend calling his ex girl friends all times in the night, maybe you guys are missing something in the relationship." And with that she hangs up the phone.

"Well that was awkward," Lola says getting up and walking over to the cash register and handing them the money. "Keep the change," She says walking out of the pizzeria.

"What happened?" I ask following her as we both cross the busy New York streets.

"His girlfriend answered the phone," Lola says we're on the other side if the road now and she looks at me. "I know we just met, but I can tell we're going to be good friends," Lola says honestly.

Then I notice that I've never had a real friend. I guess you  can say the only real friend I've had was Louis, but I also loved him more than a friend. Lola was sweet, honest, and funny. She was a friend. A true friend, someone who could talk to my ex boyfriends and casually talk to me about it afterwards and not trying to keep it a secret. She's not nosey, she's caring. She was perfect for me and I was perfect for her. We balanced each other out.

"Yes I agree," I smile I take her hand in mine and she smiles. 

"C'mon, lets go to Central Park and hang out by a lake."



Louis's P.O.V


I drop Hannah off at her house and I turn around going back to my flat with the boys. It doesn't take me long to get back home. Most of the boys were sleeping in there beds, but Harry was on his mobile yelling at someone.

"Emily, It's not like that though," Harry said raising his voice...I just stood there and looked at him. "Please don't leave me like this Emily I love you...BUT SHE LIVES IN NEW YORK!!" Harry screamed. He was talking about Brooke. I still hate her right now, I don't care how far away she lives or how long it's been since I've seen her last. Although the last thing we did together was beautiful, she was still not honest with me. I thought we were best friends, she always promised me that she would tell me everything. But she was sleeping around with Harry the whole time.

"She's not worth it," I say to Harry walking into the kitchen to get myself a glass of milk. 

"The hell she's not. I love her...I'm in love with her infact..." Harry says.

"Oh yeah I forgot. When you love someone you cheat on them," I say to Harry who doesn't say anything back for a moment.

"That's not any of your business," Harry says.

"Next time take it easy on her, and maybe I wouldn't know what you to were doing at all times of the night." I say ending the conversation.

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