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?

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32. The Interview

When I got back home, my eyes widened and my jaw dropped.

Danny was lying in the middle of the floor screaming and crying, and the boys were sitting up against the walls with their legs pulled up to their chests. They had their hands on their heads and looked like they were about to rip their hair out.

I gave the boys a shocked looked, and walked to Danny and picked him up. I started to bounce him, and after a few minutes, he calmed down.

"Nice job of taking care of Danny," I said sarcastically.

"H-how did you do that?" Harry asked as he stood up from the corner.

"I was a mum, remember?"

"Oh, yeah, I forgot," he said slowly.

"Can someone take him for a sec?" I asked and Liam took him from me.

I walked over to the kitchen, grabbed a bottle, and filled it with baby formula. I went back over to Liam, and gave him the bottle, and he fed Danny.

"Brittany, what would we do without you?" Zayn asked as he walked over to me and gave me a big hug.

"Well, for starters, Danny would probably starve," I told him and he let me go.

"You're right," Louis said.

"For future reference," I asked them, "let's say I go on vacation. Do you guys want me to take Danny with me, or leave him here with you?"

"Take him with you," they all replied together.

"Really?"

"We couldn't handle a baby for an hour!" Louis demanded.

"What makes you think we could watch him for a few days?" Zayn added.

"You guys just need practice," I said sweetly.

"Britt, he's done eating," Liam told me.

"Okay, now go and get a towel or washcloth and put it over your shoulder then burp him," I instructed.

"But-," Liam started.

"No 'buts,' go do it."

"Yes Mummy."

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I spent the rest of the day teaching the boys how to take care of Danny, and it was very entertaining. It surprised me how little they knew about babies, even though s few of them had younger siblings.

"But why can't he just sit in his shit? He's going to just poop again," Louis complained as he started to take off Danny's diaper.

I asked him, "Why do you change your clothes all the time when they're just going to get dirty again? Because you want to be cleaned."

"This is repulsive!" he screamed.

I handed him a baby wiped. "Use it."

"He won't pee on me, will he?"

"I hope not," I said and took a step to the side.

"Ew, ew, ew, ew, ew, ew," Louis said and then put the new diaper on him.

"Okay, now time for him to go to bed." I picked Danny up off of the changing table that had been delivered earlier today.

The nursery was filled with everything that Danny needed. His crib was against the wall, the changing table was opposite the crib, there was a rocking chair over in the corner, and a little dresser that was filled with Danny's clothes and had seven baby monitors on top of it.

The connecting baby monitors were in each of the boys' rooms, my room, and in the kitchen. The boys weren't that happy about it, but Louis told them to grow the fuck up, and to take care of their baby.

"I'm tired," Louis complained, and he rested his head on my shoulder.

"Then go to bed. Taking care of a baby is a lot of work."

"Night Mummy," he yawned and walked out of the room.

"Night Sweetie," I said and walked downstairs to where the rest of the boys were.

They were all lying on the couch, and were on the edge of falling asleep.

"Okay," I said and clapped my hands, "everybody upstairs."

The boys slowly stood up and walked sleepily upstairs. I heard four bedroom doors open, and four bedroom doors close. I started walking up the stairs, and I heard a baby start crying on the monitors.

Five bedroom doors opened, then they saw me, and five bedroom doors closed.

"Uggggg," I complained and walked into Danny's room. "Hi Sweetheart," I said when I saw him. I walked over to the crib and picked him up, then brought him over to the rocking chair.

"Shhhhhhhh, shhhhhhhh, don't cry. It's okay," I told him softly. "You're not sad, you're just tired. Go to sleep."

Within a few minutes of rocking, both Danny and I were out of it. 

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 I woke up to someone carefully taking Danny out of my arms.

"I didn't mean to wake you. It's just that Danny's awake and I didn't want him to cry," Harry said sweetly.

"It's okay," I told him and yawned. "Where's everyone else?"

"Downstairs making breakfast."

"They probably need help," I said and stood up.

"No, you go and get ready. We'll take care of everything. We have an interview in an hour and a half."

"Am I going?" I asked sleepily.

"You betcha. And we're bringing Danny." That woke me up.

"Are you sure we should tell people about him this soon?"

"You should probably check twitter," Harry said and slowly backed out of the room.

I took my phone out of my pocket and went onto twitter, then Harry's profile. 

 

 

Welcome to the family Danny! Xx 

 

 

Then there was a picture of the boys around Danny and I asleep in the chair. My jaw dropped, but I quickly recovered from my shock. I just shook my head and went to get ready. 

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Forty minutes later, I was ready to go. I walked downstairs and was that the boys were ready, and they were setting the table.

"Sit," Louis demanded, and I sat. The rest of the boys joined me at the table, and I looked around the room for Danny.

"Where's the baby?" I asked.

"In the play pin, crib thing," Liam said and pointed towards the living room.

"And Melody?"

"I'm the backyard," Harry said.

"Nice job," I complimented.

"Thank you," they all replied. 

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Twenty minutes later, we were done eating. "I should probably get Danny dressed," I said.

"I'll help," Louis offered and ran into the living room and picked Danny up slowly.

When we got to Danny's room, I changed his diaper and Louis picked out his clothes. "Here," Lou said, and gave me the clothes.

When Danny was dressed, he looked adorable. He had on black and light blue striped pants that cover his feet, with a matching hat, and a light blue shirt that had 'baby boy' on it.

I grabbed the diaper bag that I packed, and a pacifier.

We walked downstairs and out to the car. Harry drove and Liam sat by him. Niall, Danny and I were in the middle row, and Louis and Zayn were in the back seat.

Zayn and Louis kept playing with Niall's and my hair, and we kept slapping their hands away. Then Danny started to cry, and Louis wouldn't give me the pacifier. It was a long twenty minutes.

When we finally got there, we went in the back entrance so we didn't have to deal with all the fans. When Lou wasn't looking, I pulled the pacifier from his mouth, and stuck it in Danny's.

I was really hoping that Louis wasn't going to take it back, but I had a feeling that Lou wasn't mean enough to steal from a baby.

We waited backstage for a little while Sal and Susan (made up talk show hosts) did their intro to Talk Time With Sal and Susan.

"Okay so Britt," Liam said to me. "Just wait back here you're called for."

"Okay," I told him with a smile.

"And our guests," Susan started.

"One Direction!" Sal finished.

After a few minutes, a lady came over and attached a microphone to me. Seconds later, Susan said, "So you guys tweeted something this morning about a baby joining the family."

"Is he one of yours?" Sal added.

"Yeah," Niall replied with a nod.

"We're not telling you who the dad is," Louis added.

"But we will tell you that he's not Liam's' kid," Zayn finished.

"Is the baby here?" Susan asked.

"Brittany!" Harry sang and I walked out with Danny in my arms. I went and sat in the tall, empty chair by Niall.

"Hi," I said with a smile.

"So, what's the baby's name?" Sal asked.

"Danny," Zayn replied.

"How old is he?" Susan questioned.

"He was born on the," Harry started, but them forgot what he was going to say.

"Sixteenth," I told him.

"Sixteenth of last month," Harry finished.

"Is he coming on tour with you guys?" Sal asked.

"That depends. Brittany," Liam said to me and I turned to face him. "Do you want to come on tour with us?"

"You guys are going on tour?" I asked in confusion.

"Yeah," Harry said slowly. "We leave in three days."

"I should really start paying attention to these types of things."

"So is that a yes?" Niall asked.

"Are you only asking me so I can take care of Danny?"

"Actually, we were going to ask you yesterday, but we got a little bit distracted," Louis said.

"Okay, I'll go with you," I told them and they all cheered. "Under one condition."

"Which is?" Zayn asked.

"Okay, it's a little weird, but I know that I'm going to be having an emotional breakdown in the near or distant future. I'm going to be angry at you guys for bringing a baby back into my life. I'm going to go a little crazy, and you might find that some of your stuff has gone missing. You guys have to promise that you will NOT leave me alone during that time, no matter how weird and creepy I become."

"We promise," they said together.

"What do you mean by bringing a baby back into your life?" Susan asked.

"I was a mum," I said simply and everyone looked at me in shock. "I had a little baby boy named Brett." I showed Sal and Susan (who were not expecting me to say that) my tattoo.

"Why did you just tell everybody?" Louis demanded.

"I'm tired of waiting for it to be on twitter that I was a teen mum," I explained.

"Where's your baby now?" Sal asked.

I felt my eyes fill with tears, and I took a deep breath before answering in the simplest way possible. "Not here."

"Britt, you should really ask Mum if she'll watch Melody Pond for a few months," Zayn said, changing the subject.

"Melody Pond?" Susan asked.

"My dog. The boys bought her for me as a 'welcome home, we're glad you're not dead,' present.

"Aren't we just the sweetest people?" Niall asked sarcastically.

"Totally," I replied back in the same tone.

The rest of the interview went like this. One of the boys or I would say something sarcastic, and everyone would laugh. Then we would say something about one of the boys being Danny's father, and the audience would dramatically gasp. But if Sal or Susan said anything about Brett or me being a mum, one of the boys would immediately change the subject, or we would pretend we didn't hear anything.

Sometime during the interview, Danny had fallen asleep. I wasn't sure how though, since the audience was so loud. He looked so cute as he slept, and he reminded me so much of Brett. 

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When the interview was over, all of the fans walked on stage and to take pictures and get the boys autograph. I just leaned up against the back wall holing Danny and saying hi to people that walked past.

Two girls that looked around sixteen walked over to me.

'Hi," I said to them as I slowly rocked Danny, who was asleep I my arms.

"Hi. I'm Nikki."

"I'm Jade."

"We love you," Nikki said.

"We're huge fans you being Mummy Direction," Jade added.

"Mummy Direction?" I asked. "What?"

"Yeah, um, you know how Liam's known as Daddy Direction?" Jade questioned and I nodded. "Well, you're the girl version of him."

"That's a little weird," I muttered to myself.

"But, now it's really cool since you really are a mum, and you really do take care of a baby," Nikki said.

"So, are Liam and I know as, like, Mummy and Daddy Direction?" I asked.

"Only the Biam shippers," Nikki informed me and my eyes widened.

"People ship me with the boys?"

"Yeah, there's Barry, Nitt, Biam, Lany, and Bayn."

"I'm just going to keep this to myself and let this kill me inside," I announced slowly. "So," I asked them, "Do you ship me with any of the boys?"

"I'm a Lany shipper," Nikki told me.

"Bitch please," Jane said to her friend. "Biam and Barry all the way."

"Lany!"

"Biam!"

"Lany!"

"Biam!"

"Lany!"

"Biam!"

"Lany!"

"Biam!"

At this point, I started to sneak away from Nikki and Jane. The boys seemed to be finishing up, so I just waited by the back door. After a minute or two, Harry started walking towards me.

"Do you know what's going on out there?" Harry asked me as he pointed over his shoulder.

"Security just pulled them apart," Niall announced in shock and gave a little chuckle as he, and the rest of the boys, walked over.

"I saw you talking to them earlier," Liam informed me.

"Ummmmm," I muttered.

"What did you do?" Louis asked and laughed a little.

"They were insane fans!" I demanded.

"Dedicated, not insane," Zayn told me. "Oh, who am kidding," he added a few moments later. "They're fucking insane and crazy creepy sometimes."

"What did you say to them?" Harry asked me.

"Well, nothing really, but they ship Barry, Lany and Biam, and than they started arguing over which is better," I told them quickly.

The boys burst out laughing.

"All of that was just because people of shipping you with us?" Niall asked.

"Yes!" I exclaimed.

"Oh my god!" Louis laughed.

"Calm down or you'll wake Danny," I told them, and they started calming down.

"Okay, now into the car, and to the mall," Harry directed.

"Mall?" I asked.

"Everyone has to get more clothes for tour," Zayn explained.

"Oh, okay." 

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Long story short of what happened at the mall. The boys go recognized immediately because we forgot about disguise. We had to back the next day. We were there for five hours before they were recognized again. When they realized they were about to get chased by crazed girls, Harry raced Danny I to a bench, and all of them dropped their stuff off by me. Then they started to run.

I was left with six suitcases, and about forty shopping bags. I just sat there for about an hour until one of their security guys walked over to me, and showed me the way to the Escalade, where they were hiding. Then some girls saw them in their car, and followed us in a car for an hour until we finally lost them. Then we went home.

"At least we got everything we needed," Liam said as we walked through the door.

All of the stuff that was left at the mall was now covering the floor of the living room. Everyone grabbed the bags and the suitcases and brought them upstairs.

All of the suitcases went into my room for me and Danny to pack in, and everyone had random bags of stuff in their room with them. If someone had a bag or some clothes that didn't belong to them, they just threw it at that persons' bed room door.

Packing for tour was a lot harder than I thought it would be, and it took everybody all day to do.

I only had four suit cases to pack eight months of clothes in, and I didn't have even close to enough room. I packed one full of tops, one full of shorts, pants, skirts, bra and underwear, another full of dresses, and the last was full of practically everything from my bathroom.

I left out some clothes out so I had something to wear the next few days and my phone charger. Everything else was packed away.

One of Danny's suitcases wear full of all of his clothes and toys. The other was packed with his diapers and food.

By the time I was done packing, it was dark outside, so I walked down to the kitchen and filled a bottle for Danny and make everyone dinner.

One by one, the boys came down the stairs and grabbed the planets that were waiting for them on the counter, and then they came to sit by me on the couch.

No one talked, we just stared at the telly until everyone was laying on each other asleep.

 

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