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?


41. Three Days Later

Three days later




“So, any plans for tonight?” I asked Phil and Derek as we ate dinner.

“Well, my lady friend is coming over,” Phil said and I looked at him weird.

“Lady friend?”


“What’s she like?”

“Well, she really nice and funny. I told her that you were here, and she said, and I quote, ‘if she asks what I’m like, say I’m a Directioner. If she doesn’t know what that is, or if she says that Directioners are stupid, then we’re not going to get along.’ So, I must ask, are you a Directioner?” As Phil spoke, I felt my eyes widen.

”Yeah,” I said and he and Derek smiled. “One Direction is frickin’ awesome!”

In my head, I was saying ‘Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit. She’s a Directioner. She’s going to know who I am. This is going to suck. I like it here. Derek and Phil are nice and it feels like my old life before One Direction.’

“Then you two should get along just-,” Derek was interrupted by a knock at the door.

“I’ll get it!” Phil announced and ran from the table. “Jess!” He yelled and hugged the petite little brunette. A moment or two later, they walked over to the table. When Jess saw me, her eyes widened and her jaw dropped slightly.

I gave her a pleading look not to say anything, and when she saw it, she gave her head a quick little shake and put a smile on her face, then she held out her hand. “I’m Jess. You must be Brittany. The guys have told me a lot about you and Danny.”

“I hope that they’ve said nice things,” I replied as I shook her hand.

“They did. But what did they tell you about me?” she asked as she walked over to the counter and got a plate of Hamburger Helper.

“They said that you’re a Directioner.”

“And you are too, I bet,” she said as she sat down across from me.

“I am,” I stated.

“Who’s you’re favorite member?” she questioned.

“I honestly don’t have one. I love them all equally,” I lied. Over the past few days, my feelings for Louis started becoming more clear. I did like him. He was sweet and loving and funny and perfect, but I couldn’t let anyone know that.

“Really?” She asked and I nodded. “Zayn’s my favorite. He’s just so attractive and his tattoos! Don’t even get me started about his quiff! Gaaaaaaaa! I love him!”

Jess and I talked about a lot of stuff for the rest of dinner, but mostly One Direction.

Derek and Phil were talking about football, but it was really confusing to me when I overheard them talking and was a good ten minutes until I figured out that they were talking about American Football.

When dinner was over I made a bottle of formula and I went into the living room where Danny was. He was lying in the middle of the floor on a blanket cooing and making cute baby noises.

“Hi Danny Sweetie,” I said as I went and sat by him. I grabbed his hand and carefully pulled him into the sitting position. “Are you hungry?” I asked and he cooed. I picked him up and I put him in my lap. I put the bottle in his mouth and he started to drink.

“I bet you miss Daddy. He probably misses you too. You’re just too cute not to miss,” I said to him in my baby voice. “Their probably happy that they don’t have to take care of you though. You’re a pain to take care of, yes you are. But I love you anyways.”

I kept talking to Danny as he drank. I probably sounded like a crazy person, but I didn’t really care. Ever since Danny showed up at the door, he became the person that I told all of my problems too. I didn’t want to bother any of the boys or my friends with all the bad things in my life, so I just told a little baby who probably didn’t understand what I was saying.

“But Danny, there’s something that you should know. We might not be seeing the boys any time soon. Things happened between me and them, and I’m not sure when I’ll be able to be around them. Everything there is just too complicated. I like things being simple, like the way it is here.”

“I’m sure that you probably like it here too. It’s a lot quieter here and the beds a lot comfier. There aren’t any girls who want to kidnap you so they can raise the baby of One Direction. Well, I guess that I kind of kidnapped you so I could raise the baby of One Direction. Then again, your daddy could probably find out where we are and come and get you if he wanted to. Then there’s the fact that their life is really complicated and us being out of it is probably a good thing.”

“Well, you seem to be getting tired now, so do you want to go to bed?” I asked Danny as I burped him. I took his cooing as a yes and carried him upstairs.











When I woke up the next morning, Danny was still asleep. I carefully got out of my bed and walked downstairs. I was slightly shocked to see Jess sitting at the table eating cereal. Well, it was the fact that she was here that shocked me, it was the fact that she was wearing one of Phil’s shirts and pajama shorts.

“Hi,” she said when she saw me.

“Hi,” I replied slowly.

“Come sit,” she said and gestured to the seat across from her. When I sat, she jumped up and went and pulled a bowl from the cabinet and a spoon from the silver wear drawer. She set them down in front of me and passed me the cereal and milk that were on her side of the table. “I hope you like cereal. There’s nothing in your bio that says you’re lactose intolerant or anything,” she said quickly and I laughed a little.

“No, I love cereal,” I told her as I poured the Fruity Pebbles into my bowl, then I remembered what all she said and my eyes widened a little. “I have a bio?”

“Yeah. It says a lot about you. I hope it don’t freak you out that I read it or anything.”

“No, no, it’s fine. Before I started living with them, I creeped on Perrie and Danielle.”

“What are they like?” she asked. She looked really excited to be talking about One Direction to someone who knows them personally. I could tell that she had been keeping in all the questions that she wanted to ask since she first saw me because they started flowing out of her mouth before I even had time to answer them.

“What do they do in their spare time? Who has the best abs? Is Louis really obsessed with carrots? Which one is the funniest? What are their favorite movies? Are any of them gay? Who’s Danny’s dad? Have you slept with any of them? Does Harry really walk around naked? Is Liam really like the dad of the group? Have you met Paul? Of course you’ve met Paul! You’re living with One Direction for fucks sakes!” When she saw the reaction that was on my fact she put her hands over her mouth and said, “Oh my god, I’m freaking you out, aren’t I? I’m sorry, it’s just that I’m a Directioner and you’re Brittany Tom. I can’t help it!” She threw her arms into the air and I started to laugh. "When I found out that you and Danny left One Direction, I got worried, even though I didn'y know you! Then Phil told me that there was a girl staying at his house and her name was Brittany and she had a little baby with her, and I hoped that it would be you! But I never thought that it actually be you! I have so many questions for you! I've always wanted to meet you!" Before she could keep rambling on, I started talking.

“Just calm down,” I told her sweetly. “Ask me one question at a time and I promise that I’ll try and answer all of your questions under two conditions.”

“What?” she asked eagerly.

“Condition number one. You can’t tell anyone that I’m here. Condition number two, you don’t tell Derek or Phil any of this.”

“Deal. Now can I start asking you questions?”

“If I can ask you questions back.” She nodded and pulled a list out of her back pocket.

“What do they do in their spare time?”

“Well, when their not at a concert or an interview, the sleep, eat, lose at video games, or they just lay around doing nothing and constantly complaining to me that their bored and then complaining that the things that I suggest for them to do are too hard or even more boring than the things that they are currently doing, which is nothing.”

“Why don’t they do a twitcam or following spree or something?” Jess asked.

“I’ve never thought of that. I’ll suggest it the next time that I see them.”

“Do you know when that is?”

“No, but now it’s time for your question.”


“Is Phil gay?” When I asked that, she burst out laughing.

“Of course he isn’t! He’s my boyfriend!”

“Really?” I asked.

“Yeah, why do you ask?”

“Derek and Phil both told me that they were gay.”

Her eyes widened slightly. “Please don’t tell them that I told you he wasn’t gay. Let them have their fun.”

“Okay,” I told her. “Now ask me a question.

She looked back at her sheet of questions. “Ummmmm,” she muttered and I reached across the table and took the list from her.

I ate my cereal as I read over the list and mentally prepared the answers for some of my questions.

Who has the best abs? Their all pretty even. Is Louis really obsessed with carrots? Not really. He’s just being stereotypical Louis. Which one is the funniest? Louis, but Niall laughs at practically everything. What are their favorite movies? Well, Liam’s is Toy Story, obviously, but I’m not really sure about the other boys’. Are any of them gay? Not to my knowledge. Who’s Danny’s dad? Not telling you. Have you slept with any of them? Not answering that question. Does Harry really walk around naked? All the time. Is Liam really like the dad of the group? Completely. Have you met Paul? I have, and I think he is one of the coolest people I have ever met. What happened to you baby? Not going into that. Why did you leave the boys? I have my reasons. Phil said he met you at the hospital. What happened? I’ll only tell you if you promise to treat me completely normal and also become my friend.”

“Of course I will! And I was hoping that we’d become friends anyways,” she told me with a smile.

“Well, in that case, Phil and I didn’t meet ate a hospital. He and Derek found me in an ally way and I woke up in a hospital. You can go and make the connection.”

After a moment, she did. “Oh my god!”

“Get over it,” I said casually as I ate a spoonful of cereal.

“Bu-,” she started and I cut her off.

“Get over it,” I repeated.

I didn’t want people giving me their pity. It’s in the past and there’s nothing I can do to change it.

“Okay,” she said. “Do you have any plans for today?” she asked and changed the subject, which I was very thankful for.

“No, not really. I don’t know anyone here except for you three. In fact, I’ve never even been to Chicago. I mean, I used to live in Nebraska and would always go to the Chicago airport, but that doesn’t really count.”

“You’re a Nebraskan?” Jess asked in shock.

I cleared my throat and started to talk in my American Accent. “Of course I am! Where did you think I was from? Asia?”

We both cracked up at that. “I honestly thought that you were British! I haven’t read or heard anything that said you were even from America!”

“Yeah, I moved here about six years ago when my dad died.”

“I’m so sorry!”

“I don’t like people’s pity. But, speaking of being ‘so sorry,’ have you ever seen Doctor Who?” I asked and she shook her head. “Oh, that’s about to change,” I said and stood up and grabbed her arm. I pulled her into the living room and made her sit on the couch. “I’ll be right back,” I told her and jogged up to my room. I grabbed my laptop and the charger, then carried then back to the living room and sat them on the coffee table.

“What ar-,” she started.

“Hussssshhhhhhhhhhh, you’re about to join a fandom,” I informed her as I sighed into Netflix and started playing ‘Rose.’


“Husssshhhhh,” I said again and put a finger on her lips, not daring to move my eyes from the screen. “You can thank me later.”

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