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


12. Chapter 14 (Warning:Sexual Content)


“Brooke wake up!” Michelle hissed shaking my arm. I groaned and turned on my side pulling the blankets up closer to me.


  “Go away.” I mumbled into my pillow and squeezing my eyes shut.


  “Brooke I’m serious wake up. It’s mom.” Michelle’s voice began to grow more serious and my eyes shot open. It’s been about three weeks since my mother returned home and I’ve been making sure to watch her close. But of course the one time I doze off something bad happens.


  “What’s wrong?” I asked swinging my legs over this side of the bed. Once I got a good look at Michelle my stomach dropped. Her eyes where watery and she looked uneasy. I didn’t let her begin to talk again instead I just walked past her and downstairs.


  “Mom what are you doing?” I asked shakily when I saw her sitting on the couch with a wine glass in her hand.


  “What dear?”


  “You’re drinking. Mom the whole reason you went to rehab was to stop!”


  “Brooke don’t raise your voice at me! It is just one drink it won’t do anything.” She scolded me taking another sip from the glass and going back to the TV. My breath hitched when I watched her do it and I let out a deep breath.


  Walking back up to my room Michelle was sitting nervously on the bed biting her nail.


  “What happened?” She asked coming up to me and I sighed.


  “Nothing she just yelled at me. If anybody will get through to her it’s you. You know with you being the favorite and all.” I snapped at her and grabbed my coat. I wasn’t exactly mad at Michelle more my mother but I needed to take it out on someone and right now Michelle was my victim.


  “Where are you going?”


  “Out. Just tell Simon to call me when he gets home ok?” I asked taking my hair out its ponytail and Michelle nodded.




  Opening the door to the cabin Harry had shown me I was tempted to go back home. I didn’t know why the hell I was coming here but to be honesty my feet practically dragged me to it. I didn’t want go home but I didn’t want to go to Harry’s so this was the closest I got.


  I could hear my footsteps as I walked around the cold wood floor and I loved it. It was finally quiet. No interruptions just quiet. I walked up the creaky stairs until I reached the top. There were only two rooms upstairs and one of them was locked so I just decided to go into the other one.


  When I walked in I realized it was Harry’s bedroom. It wasn’t anything big really, just a bed a nightstand a dresser and a closet. It was then when I realized I was in somebody else’s house. Even if he is never here.  It is still his. I shook my head in disbelief and turned around to walk out when I collided with Harry’s firm chest.


  “Brooke? What are you doing here?”


  “I uh I don’t know really. I just didn’t want to stay home.” I explained looking up at him. I hadn’t really noticed how tall he was compared to me. He practically towered over me.


  “Why what’s wrong?” He asked and blocked the way as I tried to walk past him.


  “Nothing Michelle is just annoying me that’s all” I lied not wanting to tell him about my mother because if I did I would probably just breakdown right then and there and I didn’t want him to see me cry. “I will just go. It was stupid for me to come here.” I continued and once again tried to walk away from him but he wouldn’t let me.


  “You can stay. I don’t care. I mean it gets pretty boring around here.” He explained walking past me and sitting on his bed.


  “Why are you here?” I asked picking at my nails. I didn’t really know what to say to him. I hadn’t seen him since he caught me dancing around my room.


  “My flat is getting exterminated. Spiders.” I scrunched up my face in disgust with the mention of a spider and shuddered.


  “Ew.” Was all I said and he let out a hearty laugh.


  “Yeah. Ew” He mimicked my voice and I rolled my eyes.


  “That’s not how I talk.”


  “Yes it is.”


  “Well at least I don’t talk like someone who is stuck on slow motion. Uh I’m uh I’m Harry uh.” I lowered my voice and slouched my back imitating him with a proud smirk on my face.


  “Now I really don’t talk like that. I don’t say ‘uh’ after every sentence.” He defend himself and I shrugged.


  “Whatever you say.” I cooed walking out of his room and back downstairs.


  “You are very cocky to someone who has just invited you into their home.” He teased as he walked behind me.


  “Oops.” I laughed leaning against the island in the kitchen.


  “I haven’t seen you so happy and giddy before. What’s up?” He chuckled at me and I shrugged.


  “I don’t know. I want to have fun.”


  “Fun? I didn’t think that was possible for you.” He smirked and I glared at him.


  “Yes I can have fun. But if you continue to be a prick I will go do it by myself.”


  “Alright alright. What do you want to do?” He asked and my eyes lit up.


  “Let’s go swimming!” I said enthusiastically and jumped took Harry’s hands trying to pull him out the door. I didn’t want to do any of this really. I just wanted to cry. But instead of crying I decided to do whatever it takes to get my mind off my mother drinking again.


  “Brooke it’s late and freezing.”


  “So. I thought you liked to have fun. Let’s go.” I whined pulling him out of the cabin.


  “Brooke you are going to get sick if you do this.” Harry kept repeating himself as we approached the lake.




  “Are you sure you’re alright? I mean I get wanted to let loose a little but this is just stupid.” Harry continued and I sighed.


  “I’m fine. Now I’m going swimming you’re more than welcome to join me.” I lied then pulled my shirt over my head and wriggled out of my jeans so I was left in my black lace knickers. I felt Harry’s eyes burning into me but I ignored it and walked towards the edge of the dock.


  I took a deep breath and clamped my nose shut with my hand and squeezed my eyes tight before jumping in. The freezing cold water surrounded my body and I sprung up from under the water gasping for air.


  “Is it cold?” Harry asked with a smug look plastered on his face.


  “I don’t know. Find out for yourself. Unless you’re scared.” I teased as I swam into the middle of the lake. Harry narrowed his eyes at me for a second but then chuckled a little and took of his black t-shirt. I did my best to look away but when he slid out of his baggy jeans revealing his skin tight boxers I found myself staring.


  Harry obviously realized and sent me a wink before diving into the water. About a minute later he arose from the water cursing under his breath.


  “Fucking hell! It’s freezing!” He complained but I was too distracted by the mess of his hair.


  “Oh my god.” I choked back the laughter but I couldn’t even stop it before I erupted in a fit of giggles.


  “What’s so funny?!”


  “Your hair! It lost all its poof! It’s just this big wet mop!” I explained in between my laughter.


  “Haha very funny. It doesn’t look that bad. And it still has some poof!” He defended himself but I shook my head and swam over to him. Taking one of his wet curls in my hands I twirled it around with my finger while he just looked at me.


  “No poof Styles.” I laughed and dropped the lock of hair and brought my head down so I was looking at him.


  “Sorry.” He whispered barely loud enough for me to hear him. I hadn’t realized his hands where now on my hips and my chest got tight.


  “I uh it’s freezing. I should get out.” I stumbled over my words before swimming as fast as I could out of the lake. I gathered my clothing and practically ran back into the cabin.


    My heart was beating so fast I could hear it. I was still trying to process why I even left Harry standing in the middle of a lake.  This was wrong what I was doing. I shouldn’t have even come here. I rested my head on the island and let out a sigh.


  “Brooke.” Harry breathed out making me pick my head up.


  “I should go.” I admitted but couldn’t move because once again Harry was acting like a wall. Our breathing was heavy as we stared at each other neither of us moving a muscle. I didn’t know what to do or what to say. I couldn’t even say anything. I kept finding myself getting lost in his eyes. They were ridiculously green and a part of me envied it.


  As if it was a reflex me and Harry began to hungrily kiss each other and he backed me up into the island so the hard granite counter was digging into my back but it didn’t matter. Our lips moved fluently together and his tongue would graze the bottom of my lip begging for entrance. I didn’t hesitate to open my mouth and his tongue quickly began to fight mine for dominance.


  He gripped my thigh bringing it up to his waist and pressed his crotch against mine slowly rocking his hips into me making me moan. I hooked my other leg around his waist and he sat me up on the island our lips staying connected.


 “What about Simon?” Harry asked kissing down my neck as I gasped for air.


  “We don’t tell him.” I breathed and I felt Harry lightly smirk on my skin before sucking on my sweet spot. He continued to do this till the skin became raw and he blew cool air onto the mark making me shiver.


  “Harry. Bedroom.” I didn’t have to say it twice for Harry to reconnected our lips and lifted me up. As he carried me to his room I tangled my hands in his hair and his hands gripped my thighs tighter.


  As soon as we got to his bedroom he kicked the door open and slammed me against the wall. I let my legs fall from his grasp and began to kiss down his jawline and neck. He let out a throaty groan as I returned the favor he had left me on my neck a few minutes ago and smiled at my accomplishment.


  “Don’t get ahead of yourself.” He whispered hoarsely in my ear and smashed his lips on mine. He spun me around and continued walking till me knees hit the bed and he laid me down. I wiggled up so my head was on the pillows as Harry hovered over me.


  He kissed in between my breasts and down my torso till he reached my panties. My breathing got heavier in anticipation as he slowly removed the thin fabric. Once off he gave looked up at me with a tiny smirk before placing small kisses up the inside of my thigh and traced his tongue along my slit. My hand gripped the headboard and my gasps filled the room.


  His tongue grazed over my clit and I squeezed my eyes shut. My stomach began to get butterflies and I felt myself tighten.


  “Harry.” I whined and he lifted his head up and brought his lips back to mine.


  “Harry please.” I begged wanting to feel more pleasure. I tugged at his boxers and he helped me slide them down. He positioned himself and I could feel him at my entrance.


  “Brooke are you sure?” Harry asked before doing anything else.


  “I’m sure.” I told him and wrapped my arms around his neck bringing his lips down onto mine. I felt him slide into me and I whimpered in pain at his size. I had only had sex one other time with Kyle but he didn’t compare to Harry.


  “You ok?” He whispered as he slid back out of me. I gave him a reassuring nod as he thrust back into me. My moans filled the room and I rolled us around so that I was now on top of Harry with my hands on his shoulders pinning him to the bed. I kissed up and down his chest and bounced on top of him and I heard him let out another groan. It wasn’t long before Harry had returned us to our normal position and started to kiss behind my ear making me moan loudly.


  I felt my walls tighten as I reached my high. I began moaning and screaming Harry’s name in pure ecstasy. Hearing my moans I watched as Harry buried his head in the crook of my neck and groan one last time as he climaxed.


  He pulled out of me and placed another kiss to my plump lips and I smiled at him. He laid down next to me and I rested my head on his chest listening to his heavy heartbeat.


  “Sorry for just leaving you before.” I whispered and he chuckled and kissed my forehead.


  “Don’t worry about it.”


  For the first time in a while I felt happy and safe and not in the shadows of somebody. Because with Harry I can let my walls down.


  That was until I heard my phone ringing from downstairs.


Ok so I think this was the most detailed smut I have every written.


And I have a question:

Do you think Brooke and Harry can keep this a secret?

Let me know what you think in the comments!

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