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?


25. Little Things

Louis POV




The next day, it was my turn with Britt. All the boys went into Harry's room to talk to him, but there was something I needed to tell Britt.

I walked into her room and closed the door. I went and sat on the bed by her, and took her hand in mine.

"Hey Britterz. (yes, Britterz. It's a nick-name so get over it) I'm not really sure if you can hear me or not, and I'm not really sure if I want you to hear me, but there's something I need to say to you."

"I don't annoy you just because it's fun. I annoy you so that you notice me. I know, I know, it's a childish thing to do, but hey, I do childish things," I said and laughed. "But there's more."

"Here it goes," I muttered and then I began to sing quietly.



"Your hand fits in mine,

Like it's made just for me.

But bear this in mind,

It was meant to be.

And I'm joining up the dots

With the freckles on your cheeks,

And it all makes sense to me."



Brittany's hand tightened around my own and a smile appeared on my face.



"I know you've never loved

The crinkles by your eyes,

When you smile.

You've never loved,

Your stomach or your thighs.

The dimples in your back,

At the bottom of your spine.

But I'll love them endlessly."



I felt tears in my eyes, and I didn't wipe them away or stop them from falling.



"I won't let these little things,

Slip out of my mouth.

But if I do,

It's you.

Oh it's you,

They add up to.

I'm in love with you,

And all these little things."



I realized that I was crying both because I was sad, and because I was happy. I was happy because I was finally telling her my feelings, but sad because she might not remember.



"You can't go to bed,

Without a cup of tea.

And maybe that's the reason,

That you talk in your sleep.

And all those conversation,

Are the secrets that I keep.

Though it makes no sense to me."



The other day, when I was talking to Niall, I lied when I said that I wasn't sure that they were romantic feelings or just friend feelings.

The moment I saw Brittany, I knew she was the one for me.



"I know you've never loved the sound of your voice tape.

You know want to know how much you weigh.

You still have to squeeze into your jeans.

But you're perfect to me."



To me, Brittany was prefect. She might not be the smallest person in the world, but she was the nicest, prettiest, and loveliest person in the world.



"I won't let these little things,

Slip out of my mouth.

but if it's true,

It's you.

Oh it's you,

They add up to.

I'm in love with you,

And all these little things."



To me, this song was made just for her and I. I loved all of Britt's 'little things,' even if she didn't.



"You'll never love yourself,

Half as much as I love you.

You'll never treat yourself right darlin',

But I want you to.

If I let you know,

I'm here for you.

Maybe you'll love yourself like I love you,




That part was false. There was nothing she could do that would make her love herself as much as I loved her.



"I've just let these little things,

Slip out of my mouth.

'Cause it's you,

Oh it's you.

It's you,

They add up to.

And I'm in love you,

And all these little things."



She needs to remember this. I need her to remember this.



"I won't let these little things,

Slip out of my mouth.

But if it's true,

It's you.

It's you,

They add up to.

I'm in love with you,

And all your little things."



I still had tears rolling down my cheecks and a smile on my face when I finished singing a song to Brittany that she might never remember. I might not have written the song, but it fit everything able my feelings perfectly.

"Britt, I really love you. You're perfect. You're beautiful and funny and the coolest person I know."

"I wish you were awake. I wish you knew how I felt. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to tell you again when you're awake, so please, please, please remember."

"You're absolutely perfect in every way, shape, and form. Never think badly about yourself, and please, stop hurting yourself."

"I know that I promised not to tell anybody what you do to yourself, but I told Dr. Marshall, and he said that the surgeons saw your cuts. He told me that you have to go to a clinic for a few days to get help."

"I promise that I won't tell the boys. When you're there, I'll come and visit you every day. I might even use some of my charm on a nurse and convince her to let me take you to the park for the day, but if not, I'll just sneak you out."

"But Britt, when you wake up, if you remember this, please let me know. Even if you don't feel the same way, let me know. When I see you awake, I'm going to say, 'do you remember,' and if you remember this, say yes, but if you don't, give me a really confused look and say, 'remember what?' or something like that. Okay?" I asked.

Brittany didn't respond, but her hand didn't let up on mine.

"I love you Britt," I said to her as I got off the bed. I went over to her face and slowly lowered mine to hers. "I really, really love you," I whispered, then I kissed her softly on the lips.

I pulled back and made my way slowly to the door. "Please, please, please, remember," I told her, and then I shut the door, and went into Harry's room.


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