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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22. You make me Sick

Harry's P.O.V

 

It feels nice to be the way Brooke and I used to be. Maybe even closer, now we can actually talk about hard times we've had in our relationship and not get angry about it. It's November, and Americans celebrate a holiday that we don't celebrate back at home. It's called Thanksgiving, and the Barkwell household has already said that they were celebrating.

"But what's it about, why is it so important to Americans?" Niall asks, "I mean it's a great holiday if all you do is eat all day, but why don't we celebrate it in the UK?"

"Well from what I was told is that, it's when the pilgrims and Indian's who settled here on this land, all had a big feast," says Clara.

We all nod our heads, still not really understanding why it's so important but we're all excited to eat good food, "Also, it's a family day and everyone helps with something...but I have news for you guys...." says Simon. We're all exspecting to hear about another interview for next week.

"Well...what is it?" Louis asks impatiently.

"You guys are number one on New York Billboards and in California," Simon says with a cheeky smile. All of us jump for joy and and Clara and Brookelynn clap for us and Brooke wraps her arms around Louis and gives him a big hug. I know she was happy for him. She stood by him since he was even in One Direction and she was there at his audition last year. Brooke gives all the boys hugs.

"So that means that on Saturday, we all have to go out to California so you can get your interview with MTV and you're going to be on Ryan Seacrests' radio show, we'll stay out there for I don't know...maybe two weeks. We'll come back to New York and it will almost be Christmas time and you guys will be able to go back home," Simon says.

Niall and Zayn start jumping around in excitment, while me Lou, and Liam just stare at each other, "I didn't even get to go to the Empire state building!" Liam cries.

"So that's it? We're just going be shipped back to England and never see you guys again?" Louis says.

"No, you see, my family is going to visit out family in Doncaster for the holiday and we'll stay for an additional five days, but after that...I'm afraid the next time we'll be seeing you guys again is when you guys are on your and are stopping by in New York when you guys preform at MSG," says Simon.

"We don't have much longer," I say mostly to myself but Simon hears me and replies with,

"Listen you guys...I know it'll be hard, but you guys will become superstars in no time! We'll see each other again. It might be awhile, but I've done all I could to help you guys out...which is the only reason why you guys came out to New York in the first place, to make a kick start here in the states," says Simon.

I look down at the ground and I feel a gentle hand on my shoulder, I look up and at Brooke with cloudy eyes. I put my hands to her face, "It'll be alright," I say assuring her to something that I didn't even believe. I kiss her on her cheek and I feel the tension boiling in the room but I didn't care I just wanted to make sure she was happy.

"What are we going to do?" She says crying and I shrug my shoulders.

"I honestly don't know but these last couple of weeks in New York will be all worth while," I tell her wrapping her up in my arms. The group leaves the kitchen and they make their way into the living room to 'discuss business' as Simon would say. I know that they're talking about important stuff and that I should be in there but how would I look if I just left Brookelynn here to cry.

"I don't ever want to let go," Brooke cries. I know she didn't, and neither did I but I knew that I would be leaving her again soon. I'd continue on with my career and she'd continue on with her life, we'd probably cross each other again, but once we become superstars like Simon said we would, I'd never have enough time in my life to love anyone. Not even Brooke.

"Harry, enough with my daughter, she'll live. We need to discuss business," I hear Simon call and I look at Brooke.

"Just go, we'll talk later," She says walking off to her room.

 

 

 

Louis's P.O.V

 

There is something going on between Harry and Brookelynn and I don't like it. I thought Harry had a girlfriend! What was he doing kissing Brooke then? Whatever, I didn't know but I had to get my head back in the game.

"So are you guys excited to go back home?" Simon asks.

" I am," Niall, Liam, and Zayn say.

"But how long are we going to be there until we have to leave again?" Liam asks and that hits home. That wouldn't be fair if we went back home, just to be taken away.

"Listen, this is what you guys got yourselves into, with fame comes heartache. No one really likes to touch base on it, but reality is, you won't really have that much time for yourselves anymore, or anyone else for that matter. I'm telling you, once you get back to Britain, you'll be super famous, and if you do ever get free time the paparazzi will be with you...so there you have it. That's what you get along with being famous," Simon says clapping his hands.

"Why couldn't they just tell us this before we got into all of this?" I say.

"The same reason why you don't get paid before you work, you need to prove yourself. If you guys are good, you won't have a lot of down time simply because there is a higher demand to see you fine fellows. If there's a low demand, you won't have tours every year. I reality, it's all about what you guys want. You guys have come this far though, it would really make no sense throwing it all away," Simon says and he was right.

"Anything else?" Liam asks .

"I think that's all. You boys enjoy your day," Simon says getting up.

"Harry," I whisper.

"What?" He says.

"What's going on between you and Brooke?" I say.

Harry nods his head but he blushes. Oh God, this could only mean that they were a thing again, "Nothing's going on between me and Brooke. We're just on speaking terms again," Harry says.

"Bullshit!" I laugh, trying to lighten up the mood so he doesn't have to feel to pressured, "Listen, I know something is up...if you didn't already make it obvious to us before, just don't hurt her or else you'll die gotcha?"

Harry laughs, "Yeah, thanks."

 

 

Brooke's P.O.V

 

I hear a soft knock at my door and I'm to lazy and depressed to get up so I just say : "Come in." I feel my bed sink next to me and I feel arms pulling me into someone. I exhale and I feel hands on my back under neath my back. I turn around wiping my tears seeing Harry's face only makes me feel more sick. How could I be leaving him all over again. It just wasn't fair, but what was I really thinking. They would become famous one day. I knew when I watched them preform on The X-Factor with Hannah.

 

Harry presses his lips to my neck but he doesn't kiss me. I run my hands through his curls and I cry silently. I guess I wasn't being that quiet because Harry removed his face from my neck and he wiped away my tears without wiping away his own, so I wiped them away for him.

 

"I don't want to leave you," I say to him, finally breaking. He holds me close to him and I feel him shaking, because he's sobbing too.

 

"And you think I do?" He pushes me away from him so I can look at him. I try to close my eyes because at this point I'd rather not remember anything about him at all, because I know six months from now I'll be laying in my bed crying missing him so much, "Please Brookelynn look at me," he says. I open my eyes and his face is puffy from crying, "Brookelynn, I knew I loved from the first time I saw you. You lit up my world, there was just something that was different about you from other girls that I've dated. And I know that I was with Emily when we had a thing going, but I swear to you...Brookelynn you actually meant something to me.

 

It will be hard for me to leave you again. But I'll write you all the time. We could webchat. We could call each other. I don't want to loose you Brooke. I'd do anything to make sure we don't loose what we got back. I love you Brookelynn," He says to me but I shake my head wiping away my tears.

 

"Harry, you don't love me," I sob, "If you did, you would've never went out with MIa, and when you got your memory back you would've wanted to be with me! But no you chose Mia, and you tell me that you love me, yet still you're with MIa. What kind of love is that? Fuck you Harry, I love you to much for you not to love me back the same. I don't think it's good for us to be together, like this," I look him in the eyes and I choke on the words that he needs to hear me say or else he will think it's okay to be close to me, "Harry, I don't even want to remember you. The memory of you will be so much that I will just want you again, and I shouldn't want you because no matter how much you love me you broke me. I'm not the same person I used to be, and I miss her. I'm not going to talk to you for the rest of the time you're here, and when we go to California and when we go back to England we'll say our goodbyes and we will be done forever. There will be no more us, after this," I stand up and sob as I walk to my door.

 

"Now get out."

 

 

 

Louis's P.O.V

 

 

Harry storms out of Brooke's room with tears streaming down his face. Then soon followed by Brooke, who by the looks of it; was just as sad as Harry was. I felt bad for him, but I was also kind of relieved which is selfish of me to say but I'm just being honest.

 

She sits down at the table in the kitchen and I take it upon myself to try and console her. I take a seat next to her and she barley smiles, but enough so that I had hope that she wasn't completely broken, "Wanna talk?" I ask dropping my voice to a whisper. She shook her head, and I know she was hurting.

 

"No, I don't want to talk, I want to forget," She says. I look at her with a crooked grin which her smile, and it looks like a thousand little stars perfectly aligned. She goes to hold my hand and I let her. Her skin meeting mine feels forgien to me. I feel goose bumps run across my skin, "Why are you always here to pick me back up, but you're never there to stop me from falling?"

 

"Because I can't tell you what to do, I can only help you out," I say and she shakes her head.

 

"Yeah that's true," she says and she squeezes my hand tighter in hers, "You're a good friend Louis," Brooke says looking kind of out of it.

 

"We should take a walk," she offers. I don't object, it was a beautiful fall day. We put on our jackets and we headed out the door. Brooke held my hand the whole time but never looked at me or spoke directly to me. She looked lost, and I held on to her tight because I didn't want to loose her, because Brooke was the last thing I had left in me to make me feel worthy.

 

"Louis," She says, actually sounding like herself.

 

"Yeah?" I say crossing the street into Central Park. She doesn't respond right away. We just walk into the park at, and we come to a stop when we get to the old Weeping Willow she showed me when I first came to New York. When we finally sit down she speaks again, this time she's sad.

 

"I love Harry and I hate myself for it," she says wiping her face.

 

"Why?"

 

"Because I'm not the same...I'm broken..."

 

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