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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23. Today

Brooke's P.O.V

 

The feeling of heart break is a terrible feeling. When I woke up this morning, I didn't even want to move. I just wanted to stare at the white boring ceiling, and just lay there. I woke up that morning at five o'clock and I stayed awake, and stayed in my bed until two o'clock. My mom said, "Brookelynn love, you have to start packing youe bags, we're leaving tomorrow morning at five." When she seen that I obviously didn't want to move, she sat down on the bed next to me. "I know things are tough for you, but Brooke you have to rise above it all. You can't let this bring you down. You're better then that. Besides, I invited some of your friends for lunch since you won't be seeing them for a couple weeks."

 

"Who's here?" I asked pulling the covers off of me.

 

"Lola, and the new boy Cameron tagged along," she said. I smiled because I haven't talked to Lola in forever it seems like. I needed my daily dosage of her anyways, because she always seems to snap me out of my funky moods.

 

"Okay mom, I'll be out there in a moment, let me just get dressed," I told her. She kissed me on my head before she left my room. I jumped out of bed and pulled on a Rush bad tee and threw on some sweat pants and I walked out. It smelled great out there. I knew my mom had baked German chocolate cake, my favorite dessert since back home in Doncaster. My grandmother was German, and it was my second language and when she passed away, the only thing that got me out of bed was when my mom would make her famous German chocolate cake, and it was really good but it still had no comparison to my grandmothers. 

 

I walked out of my room with a bright smile on my face, inhaling the scent of the sweet cake. I took a seat at the table and my mom served me a big slice. Soon I'm greeted by Lola, with Cameron attached to her hip. I guess they were a think now, and I'm happy for her. I smiled at her, but she didn't smile back she actually looked kinda worried.

 

"Everything okay?" I ask Lola who walks over to me.

 

"Brooke  we should leave," she says harshly.

 

I throw my hands up, "I just got out of my room," I scoop some cake into my mouth and it melts like butter. Then Louis, Niall, Liam, and Zayn walk out of the living room. I say good morning to all of them but none of them respond. I look at Louis confused and he walks over to me.

 

"What's going o-"

 

"Brooke, you should leave...NOW," Louis says trying to pull me out of my seat and lead me out the door. I yank my arm away from his grip.

 

"What the fuck is going on?!" I yell standing up, "why does everyone want me to leave my own home so badly? What do you guys know that I don't?" Then I hear screaming coming from down the hall where Harry's room is but it's a females voice. I know who it is, and just the thought of her makes me blood boil. 

 

"What the fuck Brookelynn, you're such a slut!" Mia screams as she runs at me. I hold my hands in front of my face but she connects with her fist. The right side of my face hurts, and it takes me a second to realize that Mia just punched me. I turn around so quick and she looks at me almost like she wants to rip my head off, "How could you turn Harry against me? I never cheated on him! I love him! Unlike you, you only want to fuck him and then cheat on him with his best friend," She spits. I look at Harry. He told Mia that him and I slept together and then he tried to blame it on me. I run up to Harry and punch him in the face. What was his problem. I feel people trying to pull me off of him and I feel Mia's punches on the back of my head but nothing seems to fase me as I continuesly punch Harry in the face. He betrayed me and I hate him for it.

 

"Chill out!" Cameron yells pulling me off of Harry. I try to get out of Cameron's grip, but my strength is useless against Cameron's tattooed muscular arms. He takes me out of my flat with Lola following close behind.

 

"Damn girl...you got a black eye!" 

 

 

 

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I'm holding ice to my face, and Lola is going on about how she tried to tell me ahead of time that I should leave. I just keep nodding my head because I'm really not in the mood to argue with anyone especially Lola because arguing with her would be like starting World War 3.

 

"I need a new tattoo," Cameron sighs exhaling smoke from a cigarette that Lola gave him. Lola smiles at him, she simply adores him, but he seems to pay her no mind. 

 

"Have anything in mind of what you want to get?" I ask moving the ice away from my eye. He shakes his head and runs his hands through his hair.

 

"I have no fucking clue, but I do know that I want something on my neck," Cameron says brushing his fingers against his neck where he wanted the tattoo to be.

 

"I could pay for it," Lola says. Cameron brushes her off.

 

"I know you could, but I don't want you to, nor will I let you play for me," Cameron said getting off her bed. "There's a rave going on tonight, you guys want to come?" Cameron offers.

 

"Sorry I can't I have to study for a test on Monday, you two can go," Lola says.

 

"You sure?" Cameron asks walking towards the door to leave.

 

"I wouldn't say you guys should go if I wasn't sure," Lola snaps. Cameron smiles.

 

"Okay, I'll bring her back safe and sound," Cameron says sliding out of her front door. I follow close behind him. We walk out of the apartment building in silence and once we step out the door Cameron opens his mouth. 

 

"I don't like her," he says getting on his skateboard riding it across the street. At first I was confused and I was more worried about keeping up with him because he seemed to ride his skateboard so fast. Then when we finally got to the other side, I realized that he was talking about Lola and I'm hit with a curve ball. 

 

"Why not?" I ask out of breath.

 

"I don't know, cause she's easy...there was no challenge in getting with her. She's to easy, every guy wants a challenge Brooke," Cameron says looking back at me.

 

"Oh..." I say and Cameron stops seeing I'm out of breath he laughs, "hop on." He says, and at first I hesitate but I remember how badly my feet are killing me so I take a step on to his board, and we take off swerving through people on the city streets. He holds me close to him making sure I don't fall off. Cameron's hold around me is different though, it's tight like he won't let go right now, but his hold isn't forever which made me feel safe because I didn't have to wait for a long time and I didn't want to be in something for a long time. We just drover through crowds on the sidewalk, until after about five blocks we turn down an alley way. 

 

Even the street was quiet, but when we started to walk down the alley we heard music blaring. There was a tall guys guarding the exit to where I'm guessing is where we enter this rave, "and you are?" the man says as we approach him.

 

"Friends of Leah," Cameron says with a sly smile but the guard doesn't seem to phased. Cameron runs his hand through his hair and sighs, "Look, we've got the party favors," Cameron says. The man raises a brow and he steps aside and opens the door, Cameron and I walk in and the door slams shut behind us. It's dark in here with glow sticks moving from side to side in the air. A loud thumping techno booms from the speakers and I follow Cameron through the crowd of faces until we are stopped by a girl with long red hair. 

 

"Cameron! I didn't think you'd show up? You've got the E right?" the girl asks.

 

"Yeah of course I do," Cameron says reaching into his pocket pulling out a little baggie. He hands her a little pill that looks kinda like an vitamin. She takes it from his hand and swallows it with a swig of water and then she too, reaches into her pocket and hands him some money. I wasn't sure what was going on but I noticed everyone dancing around me and I was just standing there like a lost dog. I flicked my hair behind my shoulders and I leaned over to Cameron and whispered in his ear.

 

"Wanna dance?" I ask him seductively. He turns around to face me and he grabs me by my waist and pulls me close into him. Although the music is at a fast pace, we dance slowly on one another. I feel every part of him and I wrap my arms around his neck and I lean my head back and everything is a hazy blur and then I feel Cameron's lips being pressed to my neck, but I feel numb and nothing happens. I just keep my head back and I focus on nothing. I stare at people who are dancing wildly and I stare at people who are staring at Cameron and I with awe and confusion. Then I slowly close my eyes. 

 

 

 

 

 

Cameron's P.O.V

 

 

I'm holding her, and she doesn't move. She just hangs there in my arms. I stop dancing and I pull her so she can look at me but she keeps her eyes closed, "Brooke?" I say as I pull her face up to mine. Her eyes remain closed but she looks peaceful. I place my hand on her cheek and she opens her eyes and they are flooded with tears. She takes her hand off my cheek.

 

"Cameron, I really don't want to be here, can we leave...please?" she asks tears streaming down her face. I run my fingers through my hair and I nod my head yes and I grab her hand and lead her out of the rave. Before I close the door behind us I get a tap on my shoulder.

 

"Aren't you going to stay?" Casandra asks. I move my shoulder out of her grip.

 

"No, I'm leaving," I say and when the door slams shut behind me I wonder what I'm getting myself into with Brooke who is seriously a complete and total wreck.

 

"Can we go to a small pub and get drunk or something?" she asks crying now. I place my hands on her shoulders.

 

"Are you sure, maybe I should just get you back home," I say and she nods her head.

 

"You're right, but let me just get one drink and you can take me back home," Brooke says wiping her tears and I nod my head because there was no way I could ever say no to her. I held her hand and we walked the city streets until we found a cozy pub settled between two small resturants. We walked in and we were being stared at by people. I sat at the bar while Brooke ordered her drink. "That's your girl?" a man asks. 

 

I shake my head, "No just a friend," I tell him. The man looks at me confused. "Why?" 

 

"Well I seen you guys holding hands so I assumed you were together, my apologies." This made Brooke laugh and so the man smiled, "really, I'm sorry to have bothered you guys. You guys just look great together and like you seemed to like each other a lot... enjoy the rest of you night," the man says getting up from the bar leaving the pub. I order our drinks and serve Brooke. She gulps hers down and she smiles at me with glossy eyes.

 

"Tonight was a good night."

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