Anna, the loud cute girl.
Brook, the wild girl with a mysterious past.
Charlotte, the loud devilish one.
Emma, the weird hyper one.
Jasmine, your typical normal girl.
Lyla, the sister of the famous Liam Payne.
And then you have One Direction, the weirdest boy band on earth.

Who ends up with who?


5. Chapter 4

Brook's POV

I groaned as the sunlight hit my eyes. I climbed out of bed and got dressed into shorts and a crop top. I wasn't bothered to do my hair so I threw it up into a messy bun. I heard yelling coming from downstairs. I went wide eyed as I recognized the voices. I ran out of the room and jumped over the stair to the living room. Most exercise I've done in 5 years. I ran into the room and tried to make Harry and Liam stop.

"I TOLD YOU TO STAY AWAY FROM HER!!" Liam yelled at Harry.

"WHY CAN'T YOU SEE THAT I REALLY LIKE HER?!" Harry yelled at him.

"I SEE THAT! BUT YOU'RE GOING TO BREAK HER HEART! SHE'S MY LITTLE SISTER! YOU ARE NOT GOING TO BREAK HER HEART! I WON'T LET YOU!" Liam yelled at the top of his lungs.Before Liam could throw a punch at him, I pulled Harry into the living room.

"LET ME GO!" He yelled trying to run back into the kitchen.

"Sit down. Calm the fuck down. Don't do something that you'll regret." I said calmly. He sighed and sat down on the couch.

"Don't try to convince me that he's good for her. He is, but he'll break her heart. I know my sister. She falls in love fast and hard, and then she gets heart broken and I'm always the one that has to help her. Well I was, before all this happened." Liam said as calmly as he could. I nodded.

"I know Liam. I know how hard she can fall but, you can't keep fighting Harry. You guys are best friends. Brothers. Which would be weird because then Harry and Lyla would be-" He cut me off.

"Okay okay! I got it! No need for an image!" He said waving his hands around telling me that I should stop. I started to laugh and he joined in.

"Just go easy on him. If he does break her heart, we'll both deal with him. Cutting his balls off is a good idea right?" I asked. He nodded in agreement. We both started to laugh again. I heard more voices in the living room. I looked over at the clock and saw that its was almost 9. Zayn walked into the kitchen and I tried to hurry out.

"Wait Brook!" He yelled chasing after me. I stopped in the middle of the living room and turned around to face him. Everyone went quiet as they stared at the both of us.

"Can I um, talk to you outside?" He asked. I looked down at the floor and nodded. Lyla looked at me with concern. I shrugged it off and followed him outside.


Lyla's POV


*A Few Minutes Later*


I was currently laughing at Harry's lame joke when Brook walked in. She was smiling like mad. Zayn walked in behind her with a smile playing on his lips, but Brook's smile soon faded when she checked her phone. She groaned.

"What? Whats wrong?"Emma asked. Brook groaned again and lied down on the floor.

"I have this damn art project thats due on Monday. And guess what? I HAVEN'T DONE ANYTHING YET!"She said and grabbed a pillow. She covered her face with it and we all heard a muffled scream. We all laughed at her.

"Well you're the one who decided that you wanted to go to a fine arts school." Jasmine told her. Brook rolled her eyes.

"C'mon Brooki, you have to go work. You don't wanna fail now do you?"I asked her. She jumped up and ran upstairs to her room. We heard a thud from her room. She cursed and then there was another thud.

"Brook! Is everything okay?!" I yelled from the stairs.

"Just peachy!" She yelled.

"OH FOR FUCKS SAKE C'MON!" She yelled and groaned.

"OW!"She yelled. We all looked at each other in confusion. Brook finally walked down the stairs. We all gave her a weird look. She smiled innocently at us all. None of us asked her what all that noise was because we knew we wouldn't get an answer. She walked down the rest of the stairs and grabbed all of her things.

"Well, I'm gonna be down in the basement so,the music is going to be on high, and don't come down there unless its an emergency." She said with a smile.We all nodded as she walked downstairs.


Brook's POV


I smiled at my painting.I was done. Finally. I looked over at the basement stairs and saw Zayn sitting there. He smiled at me and I smiled back.

"How long have you been sitting there?" I asked him walking closer to him. He shrugged.

"Since you came down here." He said with a shy smile. I giggled and sat down next to him.

"Can I see your painting?" He asked looking me in the eyes. I got mesmerized.

"Um, yeah sure." I stuttered out coming back to reality. I really wanted him to kiss me. He stood up and held his hand out for me. I smiled as he pulled me up. He kept his hand in mine as we walked over to the easel. He stared at my painting and smiled.

"You're really talented." He told me.I blushed slightly and thanked him. He moved slightly closer to me. I smiled and intertwined our fingers. He faced me and leaned in slightly. We were inches apart when we heard someone running down the stairs. We quickly parted away and looked over as Niall ran into the basement.

"Anna, she, she fainted. Ambulance. Now." He said out of breath. I ran past him upstairs and joined the girls outside.

"One person can ride in the ambulance with us." One of the paramedics said.

"I'll go." Niall said looking over at us for approval. The girls and I nodded our heads. He climbed into the ambulance and we saw him hold her hand before the doors were shut. We all pilled into the car and followed the ambulance. Zayn held me close as I cried into his chest. I looked up and saw the girls crying as well. Zayn held me closer and rubbed my back. I calmed down and fell asleep from the exhaustion.

"Go to sleep love." I heard Zayn whisper before I was out. 


(A/N): Here's Brook's painting:


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