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?


21. Telling Someone

Ever two god damn hours I had to wake Harry up. Every two god damn hours. I could tell that Harry was as annoyed with it as I was, but somehow it felt familiar.

Then it hit me. Brett used to always cry at night, just like any other baby. I could feel tears filling my eyes.

I as I laid in Harrys arms, I cried. I wasn't sure how long it was before my body was shaking as I sobbed, but after a while, I felt Harry's arms tighten around me again.

"You know, I never like waking up in a bed with a crying girl," he whispered in my ear.

"Don't worry," I told him through my tears, "It's not your fault."

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing," I muttered, but I knew he didn't believe me.

"I know you're lying. What is it?"

"I'd tell you, but then I'd have to kill you," I said to him and we both laughed.

"Now I'm really curious."

"Don't worry, you'll find out soon enough," I informed him and I dried my eyes.

"Let me guess, the paps are going to find out then it's going to be all over twitter?"

"You are correct sir."

"Come on, just tell me. I promise I won't tell any of the guys." I could tell that Harry was being sincere, but I just didn't know how he would react. "Please Britt. The paps have a real talent at finding things from your past. If you tell me, I can help you deny it or something."

"Harry, it's not something that I ever would, or could, deny. Also, I feel like if I should tell any of you guys, I should tell Niall. He is my brother after all."

"Britt, it's your Hazzabear. You can tell me anything."

"Okay," I said and sat up. "You really want to know?"

Harry sat up too and was nodding like crazy.

"Okay, here it goes... I was a mum," I told him and I could see his eyes widen and his jaw drop.

"But how?" he asked.

"Well, I had sex, and eight and a half later I had a baby."

"Who's the dad?" Harry demanded. "It's Jake, isn't it? I knew you guys were too close to just be friends." At that, I just started to laugh. I couldn't help. The way Harry was being overly protective of me was hilarious. It was as if he cared about me even in the past.

"Yes," I told him, "it was Jake."

"I'm going to kill him," Harry said and started to get off the bed, but I grabbed his arm and pulled him back.

"Don't, please. It's all over now. We're only friends. He's like my brother and without him, I would still be dead inside," 'and to the world,' I added in my head. I could feel the tears coming back to my eyes, and Harry gave me a hug.

"Please, don't cry again. I don't like seeing you hurt."

"He-he's gone!" I sobbed and I pulled Harry closer to me. I just couldn't be alone right now.

"What? Who?" Harry asked in concern.

"Brett, my baby, he's gone," I cried.

Harry tightened his arms around me and whispered in my ear, "Shhhhhhh, shhhhhhhh. It's okay. I promise you, it's okay. I'm here. I'm here. I'm here," he kept repeating in a calming voice, but it was just making me cry harder because more memories flooded my mind.

"Brittany, you need to calm down, you're going to have an asthma attack," Harry informed me.

After a few moments, a stopped sobbing and was just crying. I didn't want to have an asthma attack. Those things hurt like a bitch.

"That's better," Harry said, but he didn't loosen his grip on me.

Then my phone started to go off again and I laughed. "You're not in a coma, are you Harry?" I asked him and he shook his head. "Good." I said and then made Harry stop hugging me so I could turn off the alarm.

"Let's go to IHOP," Harry said randomly. He got off the bed and then pulled me to my feet and to my room. "Go and get into a disguise. We'll be leaving in thirty minutes," he told me and started to walk away.

"Hold it minster," I said as I grabbed his arm. "What do you mean by, 'get into a disguise?'"

"Ummmm, just get dressed and I'll figure something out," he informed me and walked out my door.

Twenty minutes later I was out of the shower and blow-drying my hair when there was a knock at my door.

"I'm naked!" I screamed.

I heard Harry reply, "Don't temp me!"

I made sure my towel was tightly on and I walked to the door and opened it.

"Yes Harry?" I asked him sweetly.

"Make sure you put this on," he said and handed me a pair of sunglasses, one of his sweet shirts that was big enough to fit me, and a beanie.

"Is this all famous people wear as I disguise?" I asked as Harry started to walk to his room.

"Pretty much," he replied and shut the door.












Since it was ten forty five on a Saturday, IHOP was filled with people. Harry and I sat on the waitie bench thingy and they said it would be about twenty minutes before we would be able to be seated. When we sat down, we both pulled out our phones.

"SHIT!" Harry yelled and then started laughing hysterically. People gave him a weird look and all the parents who had children with them were glaring at us.

I grabbed his phone from his hand and looked at the screen.

"Liam is going to die!" I yelled. I handed Harry his phone back and called Liam on my own.

"Hello?" a tired voice answered.

"When I get back home, you die," I informed him.

"Saw the picture did you?" he chuckled.

"Yeah," I replied shortly. "What the hell is wrong with you man?"

"Well, when I got home, I went to make sure that no one was missing. When I saw you and Harry in that bed, I was like, 'Hey, better take a picture and post it on twitter,' so I did."

"Liam, I"m going to get so much hate from that."

"Yeah, I thought about that afterwards. Sorry."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Just go back to bed."

"Bye," he said.

"Bye," I replied and angrily pressed end call.

"You're going to get soooo much hate for that," Harry informed me.

"It's your fault. You were cold."

"Yeah, sorry."

"It's fine. It's fine."


I looked at my phone and saw a text from Meghan.








To that I replied



Because it's nothing. Their all brothers to me.

Harry was just cold. Nothing happened.

I promise.

And if something ever does happen, you know that you'll be the first or second person to know.



Her reply was



Or second???




When I saw that, I giggled.



Did you really just quote Spongebob?



When I saw her reply, I just lost it.



No, I just quoted Patrick Star.

God Brittany, learn your cartoon character quotes.

(Sarcasm intended)



"Britt, you okay?" Harry asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Meghan is just being a smart ass through text."

"I love doing that to people."

"Who doesn't?" I asked.

"Taboggle party of two," the speakers announced. "Taboggle party of two."

"That's us," Harry said and pulled me into the standing passion.

When we were seated, I looked at Harry and said, "Taboggle? Really? Where the hell did you come up Taboggle?"

"Well," Harry explained, "When you take your last name, and mix it with the first vowel in the alphabet and Boggle, you get Taboggle."

"What the hell is wrong with you?" I asked in a dead serious manner.

"You can ask that question as many times as you want and the answer is always going to be the same. A lot of things."

"True," I muttered.

"So, what are you going to order?" Harry asked me as I picked up my menu.

"Probably some pancakes," I replied. "What about you?"

"French toast."

"Seems yummy."

"Totally," he replied and smiled.

"Hi, I'm Cathy, I'll be your waiter today. What would you like to drink?" Someone who was standing by our booth said.

"Ummmm, hot chocolate please." Harry said.

"Make that two," I added.

She came back about a minute later with our drinks and placed them in front of us.

"Are you ready to order?" Cathy asked.

"Yes," I told her. "Can I have the blue berry pancakes?"

"Sausage links or bacon?"


"How do you want your eggs done?"

"Sunny side."

"Okay, and for you sir?" she asked Harry.

"The six piece French toast with bacon and the eggs sunny side up," he told her and handed her our menus.

"Okay, it will be right out," Cathy said and walked away.












As we were walking out, Harry said, "So, what do you want to do today?"

"Hang out at home?" I asked.

"Come on, we never hangout just us!"

"Fine, what do you want to do?"

"Go to an arcade?" he suggested as we got into Harry's Convertable.

"Sure," I replied and Harry started the car.

Buzz Buzz Buzz

"Hello?" Harry said as he answered his phone.

"Where are you?" Louis asked.

"In a car with Britt."

"Going where?"

"To the arcade."

"WHAT!" Louis screamed. "WITH OUT ME!"

"Okay, okay, gosh. Louis do you want to come?" Harry asked.

"Nah, not really," I heard Louis reply.

"See ya later," Harry said as he laughed.

"Bye Hazzabear."

"Bye Boobear," Harry replied and ended the call.

"Sometimes I wonder if Larry is real," I muttered and Harry just looked at me in shock. "I don't mean it like you and Lou sleep together. I mean it like you two have a rad ass bromance going on," I added.

"Well, we do have a rad ass bromance going on," Harry said and he started driving to the arcade.

Once we got there, Harry made sure our disguise were nice and good, the we walked in and got some tokens for games. And when I say some, I mean that Harry bought about three hundred tokens.

"Really?" I asked as we walked away from the counter.

"Of course!" he yelled and handed me half of them.

"Why so many?"

"So we can have fun!" he screamed. Then he grabbed my hand and pulled me farther into the arcade.












By the time we were back in the car and headed home, it was about five. Harry had used his tickets to buy me a giant panda bear, and I used my tickets to buy him a giant blue teddy bear.

"So," he asked with a smile on his face, "did you have fun?"

"Yes! Thank you! That was the most fun I've had in months."

"The most fun you've had since you started living with us?"

"Yeah," I replied honestly.

"Then we've got to get you out more," he said to me.

"If you say so," I said and rolled my eyes.

"I do say so. How about this, I promise that every weekend one of the boys or myself will take you somewhere fun."

"I'm fine with how things are," I told him with a smile.

"You shouldn't be just fine, you should be ecstatic with how things are."

"Yeah, whatever," I said and rolled my eyes again. "You don't have to go out of your way to make sure that I'm- OH MY GOD! AHHHHHHHHHHH!" I screamed.

Then everything went black.

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