I Just Want to be Loved *Completed*

When Brittany's mum get's remarried, she got a surprises when she finds out who her new step brothers are. When she starts living with one of them and his friends, and starts 'dating' one of them, she starts to question herself. Was her life to complicated? What's going to happen when her past catches up with her? Will Louis ever tell her his secret? Are one of the boys going to fall for her? What will Liam do when she becomes known as 'Mummy Direction'? And most importantly, will the boys be understanding about her past and help her in the future?


4. Jake

After about an hour, breakfast was over and all of the dishes were washed. All of the boys were really friendly to me, but it felt weird to be hanging out with One Direction.


And when I say obsessed, I don't mean that I'm the type of person who has their room covered from head to toe with posters of One Direction, and stocks the boys on twitter.

No. Those people are my friends. I love my friends to death, but their obsession with One Direction is creepy as hell, and it kind of scares me.

I'm the type of person who know every lyric to everyone of their songs, and has two posters of them in my room.

When my mum and I moved to England five years ago, I always hoped that I'd see a famous British person on the street.

Then, when I started to watch X Factor, I hoped that I'd see One Direction on the street, or in the airport, or at a coffee shop, but NOW I WAS LIVING WITH THEM! And NIALL HORAN WAS GOING TO BE MY STEPBROTHER!

Oh My God, so many feels. I think I might just fall to the ground and die. (If you don't know what 'feels' are, it's a tumblr thing where you have sooooo many emothions that you can't really control it)

I had no idea what I was going to tell my friends. Should I let them know that Niall was my stepbrother, or should I let them think I was dating him?

If they think I'm dating them, they might hate me! But if they find out that he's going to be my brother, they might hate me more!

They will all be jealous that I'm going to be family with the guy that their all deeply in love with!

Life was soooo confusing!

UGGGGGGggggg!- My thoughts were interrupted by Louis grabbing my arm and pulling me to the door screaming, "LETS GO SHOPPING!"

"We can't," I told him.

"Why not?"

"Because it's only 7:30 in the morning!" I replied.

"Really?" he said.

"Yes, and I don't even need new clothes, I just need to go to my mums and pack a suitcase."

"Nope! You, Niall and I are going shopping and buying you clothes!" he demanded.

"NO! I just need to stop at my house and get some stuff."

"We are not having this argument! You will come with us!"

Since I didn't want to get into a huge argument, which I figured I'd end up losing, I just agreed.

"Fiiinnne, under one condition," I said.

"And that would be..."

"You take me to my house and let me get ready, because I don't want to go to the mall without showering and in my pajamas. Also, I get to bring a few things that I need with me."

"Okay, fine, and I'll take you to your house," he said, and pulled me out the door.

"Quick question," I said said as we walked outside.


"Which of you guys took me from my house?" I asked as we got into the black Escalade that was parked outside of the house.

"That would be Harry, Naill, and myself," he said proudly. "How did we do with kidnapping you?"

"Well, you could have used a little bit less duct tape," I replied.


Louis and I talked for the remainder of the car ride, when we got to my house, he said, "I'll be back here at nine. Be ready," and he sped off.












After I got out of the shower, I blow dried my hair, did my makeup, and went to my closet. After trying to figure out what you were supposed to wear when you went shopping with Niall Horan and Louis Tomlinson, I gave up and put on a normal, everyday outfit.

I ended up wearing some jean shorts that were long enough to cover the scars on my theighs and legs, and a white tank top with a black shirt that went about four inches under my boobs and said 'love'. Shirts like this one always made me look smaller than I am.

All of a sudden, there was a knock at my bed room door. I looked at my phone, it was only 8:40.

"Come in!" I said, and one of my best friends walked in.

"Hey Jake," I said as he sat on my bed.

"Hello," Jake said back.

"What are you doing here?"

"Got bored."

"Fair enough."

"Where's your mum?" Jake asked.

"At work," I said and I grabbed a small duffel bag.

"Going somewhere?" Jake asked as he flicked his blonde hair out of his eyes.

"Actually, yes, I am."


"To go and live with," I started to crack up, "To go and live with my guy friend."

"WHAT!" Jake exclaimed. "WHO IS HE, AND WHY HAVEN'T I MET HIM!?!"

"His name is Niall, and you haven't met him, because, well, you just haven't," I said calmly as I walked to my bathroom and started to pack up some toiletries.

"I want to meet him," Jake demanded.

"You will eventually," I told him as I went and packed my phone charger and grab my purse.

"Who all has met him, I feel like you hate me," Jake said, pretending to be sad.

"No one has met him yet, I don't hate you."

"Then let me met him today."

"No," I said.

"Yes," he replied.















We got into a 'yes and no' war, and what ended up happening was that Jake straddled me on my bed and held my hands above my head with his face close to mine.

The war could have went on for a lot longer if we weren't interrupted by Louis throwing my door open and screaming, "Let's go!"

"What the hell is going on in here!" Louis yelled when he saw us, our faces only inches apart.

Jake fell to my side, and we just started laughing.

"What's so funny," Louis demanded.

"Your face," I replied laughing, "You look like you're about to explode!"

Louis walked over to us, glaring at Jake. "You and I will be talking about this later young lady," Louis said with a serious look on his face.

"Yes father," I replied.

"Guess that's my sign to leave," Jake said, getting up.

"Bye," I said as he got to the door, "Love ya."

"Love ya, too Britt," he said, and walked out.

"Who was that!" Louis demanded.

"That was Jake."

"And who is Jake to you?"

"My best friend. I consider him to be an older brother," I said.

"If you say so," Louis said.

"And what does that mean?" I asked.

"Well, I thought that you two were kissing when I walked in here. I was about to go all Carrot Ninja on his arse."

"We were having a 'yes/no' war."

"Over what?" Louis asked.

"When he gets to meet the guys that I'm living now with."

"Well, he just met one," Louis said. "Let's go."

"Okay," I said and grabbed my duffel bag, laptop and purse, and walked out to the car. Niall was sitting in the passenger seat, so I sat in the back, and Louis got into the driver seat, and started to drive to the mall.

"Who was that guy that left your house? Should I be jealous?" Niall asked, and I started to crack up.

"There is nothing to worry about. His name is Jake, and he's practically been my older brother since we were fourteen," I said laughing.

"Well, then I am jealous. He knows you better than I do," Niall said with a frown on his face.

"It's okay, you'll get to know me better over time," I informed him.

"Or, I can just creep through you're phone and find out everything that I need to know," I heard Niall mutter and I kicked the back of his chair.

"My phone. You touch my Murphy, you die," I said, and my voice was very serious, because, well, I was serious. If anyone takes my phone from me, their going to get hurt.

"Murphy? Who's Murphy?" Louis asked.

"My phone," I replied shortly.

"You named your phone Murphy?" Niall asked my slowly.

"Yes. Do you have a problem with that?"

"No, no. Not at all. Whatever floats you boat," Niall said, and I heard him chuckle so I kicked the back of his chair again.

"Okay, okay, I won't touch you phone. And don't worry, naming electronics is completely normal."

"Good, I'm glad you agree," I said and smiled.

"Britt," Louis said to me, "naming electronics is fucking weird."

"Yeah," I informed him, "I know."

"What?!?" Niall exclaimed and turned around to look at me. "Are you serious?"


"But, what, bu-," he said and I cut him off.

"Oh, does someone need to go back to pre school so they can learn to form a sentence?" I said in a baby voice.

"Maybe," Niall repiled back in a baby voice.

"Mate, you've got problem," Louis said.

"Agreed," I added as we pulled into the mall parking lot.

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