Brooklyn never thought that Harry Styles could change her life, until he did. One moment, her life was all cool and calm, and then Harry decided to mix things up a little. Her life was reading, and cafe's, and being a hopeless romantic... Then it was paparazzi, camera's and magazines. She didn't particularly like the paparazzi or being in magazines, but it was something that came with dating Harry Styles. What happened to them? Find out in "Perfect".


22. Exploring

Brooklyn's P.O.V.


The next day, we both got ready to explore the area.
I, of course, was excited!
Today, we were going to place where Edward showed Bella how dangerous he was.
I was so interested and I was like a kid in a candy store!
Harry drove and I watched, smiling.
"Do you even have a clue how cute you look when you're excited?" He asks.
"Well, no." I say honestly.
He chuckles. "You are really  cute."
I blush and smile as I look out of my window.
He pulled up to an area with a trail and we got out, starting to walk.
He held my hand and I had a sudden feeling that we were being watched.
Going against my better judgement, I ignored the feeling and we continued on down the trail.
I was looking around curiously and smiled when we finally reached the spot where Edward and Bella were shown in the movie.
The smile on my face couldn't have been any bigger--It wasn't possible!
Harry watched as I stepped into the middle of the area, gazing out at it all.
I could not believe this---I couldn't believe that I was actually here!
This place was so beautiful! It looked amazing!
I was speechless!
Then I felt Harry's arms wrap around me and his mouth was near my ear.
"Say it....Out loud." He whispered into my ear, sending shivers down my spine.
It was a line from the movie, the one that caused this whole scene to happen.
"A vampire." I giggled.
He chuckles. "You're supposed to be shaking in fear, not giggling."
"I'm not scared." I say, laughing.
He smirks evilly. "You really shouldn't have said that."
I watch him and suddenly he grabs me, pinning me to the rock, his hand on either side of my body.
I gazed into his green eyes and suddenly, his lips were on mine.
After a few seconds, I felt his teeth graze my bottom lip and then he began French kissing me.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and played with his hair, then I hear him groan.
"This make-out session is going to turn into something else if we don't stop." He says as we pulled away to look into each others eyes.
The feeling came back and I felt as if I was being watched again.
We ended up leaving a few minutes after and when we arrived back at the house, I wondered why I felt like I was being watched.....

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