Brooke, a sophomore girl who never got noticed by people in school and at home. Her parents always yelled and got her in trouble. She tried to hide her pain with long sleeves and bracelets. Her brother, Casey, a senor, was the only one who really cared about her. Her life gets worse and worse until she finds out about a band that changes her life.


10. Thank You...

    >>Brooke's P.O.V.<<

    You wake up coughing.  You look into a guy's deep green eyes.  His smile had huge dimples on each side.  

    "Oh, there she is!" he saying moving the hair off your face.  You look around and see that there are people crowded around you and your brother leaning on the sand next to you.  You start to sit up and scoot closer to Casey.  He grabs you in a tight hug.  

    "You scared me, but luckily this guy saw you out there," Casey says, pointing to the curly haired boy sitting in the sand,"I told you to stay where you could touch."

    "Well, I was distracted. . . i'm sorry, Casey," you say still trying to catch your breath.  "Are you alright, love?" the guy asks you concerned.

    "Yeah, thank you, um," you say not knowing your hero's name. "It's Harry," he says.  'I'm Brooke.  Thank you, Harry, you saved my life," you say, but thinking that you wish you had drowned so you don't have to go back home.  

    "No problem.  Just like to help birds in need."

    "Um, birds?" you ask confused.

    "Oh, sorry. . . British term for girl," he says smiling his perfect cheeky smile.

    "Oh, haha," you laugh nervously.

    "Would you like help up, love?" Harry asks standing up and holding his hand out to you.

    "He has nice toned abs with a butterfly covering part of them.  He has a few tattoos on his left side and many on his left bicep.  When the sun his his chest,  the two black birds on his chest really stood out.  You look down his chest and see the words 'might as well. . .' right above his blue swim trunks.  His hip bones stuck out a bit where you could see his v-line.  You look back up at his face and realize you have been staring at his body.  You blush and reach for his hand.  When he grabs it, his hand is rough and warm.  You stand up and dust the sand off of you.  

    "I think we should go," you hear your brother say wrapping a towel around you.

    "No, I want to still thank Harry."

    "Ugh. . . fine, but, i'm going over to our stuff," he says while walking away," oh and thanks again Harry for saving my sister."

   "No problem, really,"he says smiling.  You walk a little closer to Harry," Thank you Harry.  If you hadn't saved me, I wouldn't be here right now.  I would be ou-"  You feel something soft on your lips and the warmness of fingers in your hair.  After a few seconds, it's pulled away.  You feel the hands slowly move out of your hair.  You open your eyes at the same time Harry pulls away.  His eyes opener wider. 

    "I'm so sorry!  I- I didn't- sorry. . ." he says blushing and backing up. 

    "Wait!  Don't leave!" you say as he walks away fast.  You were gonna go after him, but you decide to just leave it.  You move your fingers over your lips.  When his lips were on yours, it felt perfect.  You had never been kissed before.  Well, other than when your dad forced you to kiss him.  You didn't count that one though.  When Harry kissed you, you felt like nothing else mattered.  

    As he walked away, you noticed his perfect back.  His shoulder blades sticking out just enough to look like angel wings and two small dimples at the bottom of hid spine.  The sun glowed off of his shoulders.  His hair bounced just enough that the curls danced together.  You think, that should be him and I dancing.  

    Thank you, Harry, you think as you walk over to Casey lounging in the sun, half asleep.  

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