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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16. To Good For Me

Brooke's P.O.V

 

I'm feeling a little rubbish about myself lately. I don't deserve anyone good. All the boys that I've dated in my life are to good for me. Louis, is to good for me. Harry, is to good for me, and now Liam is coming into play and he is sweet. He is like peppermint candy in the winter. So fresh and sweet, but him too, he's to good for me. I deserve well, not good. I deserve someone like me. Someone who will cheat on me with his best friends and people I hang out with. Someone who will tell me that they love me and then lie to me. That's the type of girl friend I am. That's the type of person I am. A messed up one. The American sun hits my face, yet I just wish the darkness would cover me like a blanket and send me into a deep slumber. I wish I would never wake up. 

I can't stand to hear laughter this early. Why must you be so damn happy for? Why can't I just be happy and stop making mistakes. Everyone probably thinks I'm such a whore. I'm sure Harry told them everything Lola had said, and I wish I could say it wasn't true and have Harry believe me but he knows I'd do something like that. Although I didn't want to, I get out of bed and walk into the kitchen. Liam was sitting at the table writing something so I sat next to him, "Morning Love," I say looking over his shoulder but he covers his paper.

"Why so secretive for?" I ask. 

"Move on so quick?" Harry says walking into the kitchen pouring himself a bowl of cerial. 

I roll my eyes but I don't hold back my temper. Not this time, only when I speak of the words they sound more like cries, "Harry why must you be so mean to me?"

"Because you lied to me. You weren't honest with me and you promised me things would be different this time around and they weren't because you still LIED!" Harry yells. 

"Harry?" Liam says getting up from his chair and the whole house gets quiet waiting to hear what Liam has to say, "why are you so mad at her for what she did to you? You guys weren't even together when she did those things? And you want to know what is really messed up? She didn't do anything while you guys were together the second time around, but when you guys first started dating you had Emily waiting for after all your dates with Brookelynn!" Liam says raising his voice.

"No-" Harry tries to say.

"Yes," says Louis confirming it. My gosh I didn't want to believe it. Emily? Whoa. I feel dumb for feeling so crappy about myself. I look a Louis who looks at me with sad eyes. I feel tears start to stain my face, I wonder what else he has done that the boys don't know about. 

I go into my room and as I go to slam to door, it's stopped. I look to see who it was so I could scream at them. But it was Louis. My face brightned up a bit, feeling like a little kid. "Louis, " I say happily while my tears are being shed.

"Brookelynn, I am always here for you. And by the looks of it, you need me right now," Louis says making his way into my room. He closes the door shut behind him and he sits down on the bed, and pats the empty spot next to him, "Sit with me," Louis says.

"I know I need someone right now," I say sitting next to him, "You know I really do love Harry, more then most people probably think but he really hurt me last night. He said some pretty hurtful things to me just for me to find out that he was cheating on me the whole time anyway."

"I know it's quit upsetting, I feel really bad because I didn't tell you sooner," Louis say hugging me and kissing my head.

"We should've never had sex Louis," I say changing the subject kinda but yet still saying what I wanted to say.

He looks at me with a confused look on his face, "What? Why?" he asks.

"Because we got to close. When we did that we became more than just friends..." I say looking at the pictures of us when we were younger on my wall.

"But I thought that's what you wanted. I thought you wanted us to be more than just friends," Louis says cradling me in his arms.

"I did. Badly but now look at us. It was less complicated back then you know, no other feelings involved," I say to him.

"Yeah but there were always other feelings involved, the only difference was that we didn't express it. And Brookelynn, indeed we've had our ups and downs but I am so happy the day I kissed you. I am so happy I made love to you, and yes sometimes things can get rather complicated between the two of us but I am happy with where we're at. I love you, and always have...I just want you to be happy and even if that means it's not with me." Louis says. I know the words he just said were hard for him  to say. He meant it. I hated that he did. I just wish he'd stop loving me. Move on. I couldn't stand to see him so upset. I know if I was happy with someone else, he'd be happy for me too. But he knows deep down that he wants me for himself.

 

Louis's P.O.V

 

I hated opening myself up to her. It's like she just took my words and swallowed them. She looks at me with wide eyes, and tears start to swell in them, "Why though Louis? I don't deserve you. You know that, you're to good for me," Brooke cries.

"No," I say nodding my head I kiss her on her cheek, feeling weaker. I couldn't resist her. She was part of me, my other half. My sometimes better half, "No Brookelynn. Your an amazing person...I love you, and yeah what you did to me," I let out a shallow breath, "was really fucked up, but no relationship is perfect. Your not perfect, you're perfectly imperfect to me," I say leaning in to kiss her but she turns her head.

"I can't kiss you Louis," She says crying placing a gentle hand on my face running it down my cheek, "thank you for not thinking I'm a terrible person but I know I am, I kissed Liam last night...I don't even know why, I punched my only girl best friend in the face. I'm still in love with Harry. My head is all fucked up. I need some space from everyone," Brooke says. She moves off my lap and gets up to open the door for me to leave. I walk out and her door closes shut behind me. After everything, no matter what I still love her. Nothing will change that. I just wish that things ended up differently, that none of this ever happened and she could just be happy.

I sat down at the table and watched as Harry and Liam started to talk about Harry cheating on Brooke.  They started raising there voice. Especially Harry.  Damn I can't stand all of this stupid fighting. I got up and grabbed my coat. I walked out the door and decided that I was going to go to Central Park.  When I got there I only had to sign a couple of autographs nothing like back home. I got bored staying there alone so I went back and talked to Liam about, him and Brooke.

"So Liam. I uh heard you and Brooke met each others lips."  I say looking from the ground up to him.

"Yeah we did but Louis I'm begging you to keep that between us and please don't tell Harry... Wait how do you know?" He asks breathing heavy and talking fast.

"C'mon Liam....I'm Brooke's best friend, of course she told me." I said with a smirk.

"True. But I'm glad it happened. Harry and I are now talking and were all good. No more fighting! Well at least between us. Hopefully no more fighting period, but neither you nor I can change that, it's all up to Brooke and Harry." Liam says.

"Yeah I know," I say knocking on the table wishing she wasn't in love with Harry. He must've been doing something right. Then my phone rings. I answer, "Hello?"

"I won't be coming home tonight," Harry says into the phone.

"Like, at all?" I say into the phone.

"Well, I'm not sure, but no time soon," Harry says and I hear a girls voice in the back round saying, 'c'mon  lets go party,'

"Okay," I say and Harry hangs up so fast. Liam has his arms folded on the table.

"I heard Harry, what's going on now?" Liam asks.

"Not, sure but he's with some girl, I don't know who..."

 

 

Harry's P.O.V

 

 

Mia kisses me on my cheek and we walk down the street together hand in hand, "Where we going?" I ask as she drags me down an alley.

"To the club," she says with a wink. This girl was hot and she just got out of a relationship too. I met her at Central Park when she sat on the same bench as me.

 

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"Hey," She said dried tears staining her tan skin.

"Oh, hello," I said startled.

"I just got dumped," She said casually in a raspy tone. 

"Yeah, I just dumped my girl friend too...she was a liar," I tell this stranger.

"That sucks...well at least we're both in the same boat. I'm Mia by the way," she said extending a hand.

"I'm Harry," I say taking her hand in mine and giving it a firm shake.

"You're British," she laughs wiping her face.

"You're a New Yorker," I told her.

I remember thinking how easy it was for me to talk to her. She was so open minded and fun. A breath of fresh air into my life. She was what I needed at that particular moment in time. I needed someone who was fun, and understood me. We made a deal that we'd meet up every Sunday here at this park bench at the time of six o'clock. "We must party!"

 

 

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So that's how we got to where we are now. At an exit sign at the back of a building in an alley way. "What are we going to do?" I ask holding her hand.

"Party, just wait I need to send my friend a text to let us in," Mia says taking her phone out of her pocket. She sends the text and we wait for a moment until she gets a reply. "You know what Harry?" She says flicking her hair back behind her shoulders.

"What?" I say with a smirk.

"You're a pretty cool dude," Mia says laughing, "Whoa I can't believe I just said that. Haha," she laughs.

"Thank you, and you're a pretty amazing girl," I say walking close to her and our lips almost meet each others for the first time when some big white guy opens the exit door.

"Mia, c'mon hurry up," The guy says giving me the look down. He was way bigger than me and very intimidating. Mia pulls me by my arm and drags me into the club. The club was so alive and filled with life. People dancing every where, and no one was dancing alone. Everyone was having a good time. Whether if they were drinking and being drunk, dancing, singing, or making out with people they knew, or even random people. Everyone was having a good time. Mia walks over through the sea of raging people and and stops at the bar. 

"Want something to drink?" She asks. I didn't really know what to say and she could see it written all over my face. "I'll just order Hennesee and Coke," Mia says walking back over to me with two cups, "drink up." And I do as I am told and the alcohol burns the back of my throat. She looks at me with glossy eyes.

"This is strong," I say clearing my throat.

Mia smirks, "take it like a real man," she says and I already smell it on her breath. Tonight was either going to be a really fun night or a really long drunken night. We start to dance and I was clumsy at first until she started to dance on me. Grinding on me, so I did what everyone else was doing and I grinded back on her. We had a couple more drinks and we sat a booth in the back of the club.

"Hey, I'm having alot of fun tonight," Mia says holding my hand in hers and leaning her head on my shoulder. I run my fingers through her long thick curls.

"Me too, this is what I needed. It felt good to get away from Brooke," I say with a sigh. Mia's turns her face towards mine.

"Brookelynn who?" Mia asks as if she'd know her I bet you she wouldn't though. Brooke was new here and Mia and her are complete opposites.

"Brookelynn Barkwell," I tell her and her facial expression changes from blissful to angry, "you know her?" I ask.

Mia nods her head, "Oh do I. I hate her, she punched Lola in the face after Lola aired out her dirty laundry in front of her boy friend...which I guess must be you..." Mia says looking at me up and down. Oh gosh she hates me. I didn't want to loose her though, she was alot of fun to be with and I don't know maybe we could maybe be more than this.

"No it's not like that...we're not like even...friends anymore," I tell her letting the reality of it all sink in by trying to hide all my emotions with another sip of my drink.

"It's fine. Just because I don't like her doesn't mean you don't have to like her. We are all aloud to have our opinions, and besides if she would have never punched Lola in the face, we'd still be cool. But I just have to say," Mia drops her voice to just above a whisper, "I'm really terribly sorry that had to happen to you. You're to good for her."

 

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