The Neice

Brooke Cowell lived in the shadows of her little sister

She was better than her at almost everything

But when her uncle Simon Cowell tells Brooke and her sister Michelle that they are moving in with him after unfortunate events

Brook meets five people that will change her life forever
One Direction

And there is just one rule Uncle Simon had told them

"She is off limits"

But all rules are meant to be broken


6. Back to the Past


I woke up the next morning and heard people's voices downstairs. I was guessing that the boys where already here and I braced myself before walking downstairs. I saw Zayn and Louis on the couch playing Fifa, Niall was fighting with Liam and I was almost a hundred percent sure it was about food and Harry well I had no idea where Harry was.



"Hello roomie" His voice whispered in my ear and then it clicked. He knew.



"Why the hell did you not tell me that you were staying here?" I spat not even bothering to look back at him. I knew he was still standing over me because he decided to wrap his arms around my waist and right now I was too tired and too annoyed to even care.



"Never found a good time" He replied and I scoffed.



"How about when we were in that fucking cabin for two hours doing nothing but talking!" I yelled in a whisper so that no one else would hear me.



"Sounds like someone is a little unhappy that all we did was talk" He smirked and I took it upon myself to get him back for last night.



"You know what I really want to do right now?" I whispered in his ear and placed my hand on his bicep.



"What's that babe?" He whispered back and pulled me closer to him.






"This" I responded before kneeing him in a place you do not want to be kneed. His hands dropped from my waist and he let out a groan before dropping to his knees hunched over in pain. I heard all the boys laugh and I smiled happily before sitting down on the couch next to Niall who now had food in his hand and was eating it happily.



"One could only wonder what he said to her this time" Louis said helping Harry off the floor.



"Maybe now he knows to be a little more careful to what he says" I replied smirking at Harry who was still groaning from pain.



I walked upstairs to get dressed considering the boys had informed me it was already one in the afternoon and that Simon couldn't wait any longer for me to get up so he had to leave. When I walked in my room I saw Michelle looking through my closet and I grew angrier by the minute.



"What are you doing?" I spat walking closer to her.



  “I am going out and I need an outfit.” She said pulling out one of my short jean skirts



  “I don’t care now leave.” I demanded grabbing the skirt from her hand.



  “Give it back!” She whined trying to grab it from me.



  “No. Get out.”



  “No now give me the skirt! It isn’t like you are going to need it.” She spat at me then grabbed the skirt back.



  “Michelle shut up and give me my clothes back.”












  “Slut!” This went on for about ten more minutes until the boys came up to my room.



  “What the hell is going on?” Niall asked looking at Michelle who still had my skirt in her hand.



  “Brooke is being a greedy little bitch.”



  “You have enough things that are short in your own closet I don’t need you looking through my clothes and if I had to take a guess the skirt will probably end up on some guy’s bedroom floor anyway.” I spat and I heard the boys try and stop themselves from laughing which made me smirk.



  “You are such an uptight little bitch! I bet you where the reason dad had a heart attack you caused him so much fucking stress! And mom probably went to rehab just to get away from you. No wonder Kyle broke up with you! You are nothing but a little stuck up brat!” She yelled and I felt tears at the rim of my eyes.



  “I-I hate you!” I stammered before pushing past Harry who was looking at me with concerned eyes and running into the bathroom. I sat down on the floor and put my knees to my chest and started to cry. All the memories of Kyle started to flood back into my mind and it made me cry even more.



  I walked into Kyle’s apartment that he had just bought about a week ago when I heard noises coming from his bedroom. I walked closer to the door when I heard Mia’s voice let out a moan.



  What the fuck?



  I opened the door quietly so that no one could hear me and I gasped at what I saw. Kyle on top of a naked Mia who was biting her lip. They both stopped what they were doing and looked at me both their faces filled with horror.



  B-brooke what are you doing here?” Kyle stammered hoping out of bed struggling to put his pants on.



  “I came to surprise you but I see you are busy.” I said looking directly at my so called friend Mia who was now covering her chest with the duvet.



  “I can explain.” He started but I stopped him.



  “Fuck you Kyle.” I said rushing out of the house. I heard him calling after me but I ignored him and continued running.



  That moment kept on replaying over and over in my head and I couldn’t even control the tears at this point. I felt a pair of arms wrap around me pulling me closer to his chest. I automatically knew it was Harry. He didn’t say anything for a minute and just let me cry on him. He started to draw small circles on my back trying to calm me down considering I started to have a panic attack and it surprisingly worked.



  “I h-hate her.” I finally said in between my shaky breaths.



  “I know” He whispered calmly to me holding me close to his chest. I listened to his steady heart beat and it ended up calming me down.



  “No you don’t understand Harry I hate her. I want to burn all her whore clothes and leave her with nothing but my stupid skirt.” I huffed and he lightly chuckled.



  “Was that the reason you came here? Because of your parents?” He asked and I nodded.



  “Yea. Simon didn’t want me living alone.”



  “Who’s Kyle?” He asked and I heavily sighed before speaking.



  “He was my boyfriend. I broke up with him because.” I could feel the tears coming back to my eyes and I felt a lump in my throat. “He cheated on me. With my best friend.” I finished and I collapsed back into Harry’s arms and started to sob on his shoulder.



  “It’s ok.” He soothed me and I picked my head up to look at him.



  “Why are you doing this?” I asked and he furrowed his eyebrows.



  “What do you mean?”



  “Why are you being so nice to me. I mean I kicked you in the balls less than an hour ago and now you are in here calming me down. Why?” I asked and he wiped the tears from my eyes.



  “I don’t know. I just saw your face after Michelle said that to you and it looked like you needed someone. And you did.” He said and I wrapped my arms around his neck pulling him into a hug.



  “Thank you.”






  After Harry calmed me down I went back into my room needing to be alone but sadly I couldn’t. Michelle kept knocking on my door wanting to apologize and I would just ignore her. I was shocked she didn’t just walk in considering I didn’t lock the door but I realized she was actually trying to be nice to me for once.



  I decided I didn’t want to be cooped up in the house anymore so I ended up just taking a walk to clear my mind. I was walking down the street when something caught my eye. On the front of a magazine was a picture of me and Harry. I gasped and grabbed it off the shelf.



  “This that boy you were talking about.” A familiar voice said and I looked up to see Dylan standing behind the newsstand.



  “You work here?” I asked and he shrugged.



  “Part time. I also work at a Starbucks up the street. You know I am telling you a lot about me and I don’t even know your name.” He said smiling cheekily at me.



  “Brooke. And yes that is the boy I was talking about.” I told him answering both his questions.



  “Well I can see why you didn’t call me considering you were with Harry Styles.”



  “Uh sorry about that I had a long night last night and trust me I didn’t exactly want him to be with me.” I explained thinking about the events that took place last night.



  “Well you can make it up to me. Let me take you to get something to eat.” This guy was cheekier then Harry. But also really cute.









  It was about seven thirty and Brooke went out two hours ago and I didn’t know why but I was getting nervous. Michelle has been asking me for about twenty minutes to go look for her and up until now I wasn’t even considering it. She had just asked again and I looked around the room to see the lads looking at me.



  “It couldn’t hurt.” Louis said and I sighed.



  “Ok. I will be back soon.” I said walking out the door. Where the hell would I even start to look for her? It is London for god sake she could be anywhere. I sighed again and took my phone from my front pocket and searched for her number that I had gotten from her phone when she wasn’t looking.



  It rang a few times until she finally answered.



  “Hello.” She chirped into the phone.



  “Where are you?” I asked walking out of Simon’s large driveway.



  “I’m with somebody.”






  “A friend?”



  “What kind of friend?” I asked a smirk plastered on my face.



  “Harry will you shut up.” She said harshly into the phone.



  “So it is that kind of friend. Well I will let you go then just remember tell him to use a condom.” I said and she gasped.



  “Harry! I don’t sleep around!” She scolded me.



  “So innocent. Just come home soon Michelle wants to talk to you.”



  “I will be home in a little bit.” She said then hung up. After she hung up I felt anger inside me. I was jealous. Jealous that Brooke was with another guy.


Harry jealous?! Ok so it has come to the time for questions.


 1.) Who do you want to see Brooke with? Harry or Dylan

 2.) What do you think Brooke is going to say to Michelle?

 3.) Does Harry have feelings for Brooke?


Please answer these in the comments section! It helps me write the next chapter quicker! I hope you liked the chapter!



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