Fight For You | Louis Tomlinson

Louis just got out of a relationship and planned on focusing on his career, no love or girl friends. Well things never work out the way you plan. That's when he met Brooke. Louis fell for Brooke and same thing goes for Brooke. Her step-parents abandoned and kicked her out so she has no where to go. Louis helps her out and keeps her a secret from the lads except Brooke was found on accident. Everything goes great when Brooke and Louis have a love connection and she moves in with the lads. There is just one problem. The lads find out Brooke is Harry's long lost sister.
"I promise I will keep you safe and protect you," he said. "I don't know Louis. I'm scared of what will happen," I said. "Brooke, I promise you I will always be here for you no matter what," he said. "What will Harry even say?" I asked. "Doesn't matter. I love you too much to not have you," he said. A tear slipped from my eye. "I will never leave you," he murmured. "Do you trust me?" "I trust you."


42. Fight For You Chapter 41

Fight For You Chapter 41

Brooke's Pov:

"You're back! Brooke, I am so glad you are okay," Harry cried and pulled me in a hug just when the lift doors opened. He stood there waiting for me to come back with Louis. I wrapped my arms back around my brother. He sighed in relief and asked, "Why did you run off?" He pulled back to look at me, his large hands holding onto my shoulders. "There was so much pressure on me," I said, I nervously chuckled. "Like what?" he asked. "Girl things," I said. He looked at me in confusion but his eyes soon widen. "I don't even want to know," he objected to the reason. I giggled and pulled him in another hug. It felt great being in my brother's embrace.

There was a cough from behind us which Harry's eyes darted behind me. We pulled away and looked to see an awkward looking Louis standing there with his arms behind his back. He cleared his throat before speaking, "Harry, I'm sorry for what we have been discussing earlier. I promise it won't happened again." Louis coughed awkwardly as he scratched the back of his neck. Harry looked down at me then back at Louis. "It's okay. Let me know next time. I was worried since you two weren't home," Harry nervously chuckled. It was as if he were hiding something.

The room fell silent as Louis gave him a small nod. "Anyways," Harry yawned, "I am tired. I'm going to bed. Good night." He sent a sleepy crooked smile before walking upstairs. Louis and I watched him until we heard his door close shut. We tore our gazes from the door and onto each other. A smile formed across our lips. I walked in front of Louis as he stood standing there with his hands in his jacket pockets.

I grabbed onto his jacket ends to hold myself up as I crossed my legs and I leaned back. He smiled down at me and said, "So. . . it looks like it's the two of us now." I bit my lip from my smile growing even wider. "Yeah and?" I mumbled. "Follow me," he instructed. He took my hand in his and guided me upstairs. We walked down the hallway and into his clean and organized room. The lamp light was the only thing that was on, it was dimmed. He closed the door behind us, so no one would hear us talking.

"We should talk about what is going on," he said. I turned around from the window and looked at him with a blank expression. "About what?" I asked. "About you and me. What are we? You know," he said. "Good idea," I said, blushing. We made our way over to his bed and we sat down against the board rest at the top of the bed. I laid my head against his chest as he wrapped an arm around me.

"We need to clear things up a bit. Do you think?" he asked. I nodded. "Yes," I said. "But what is there to clear up?" I asked. "Well for starters. Brooke Allen Styles would you like to be my girlfriend?" he asked. His cheeks turned a light shade of pink as he asked me the question I have been dying to hear. "No." I kept my face straight and stern. His face fell at my answer, it wasn't what he was expecting. "What?" he questioned. I giggled and nodded. "I would love too," I said. "You had me scared," he admit.

"I was just messing with you," I teased. "I have to get you back for that," he said. "Oh yeah? How so?" He smirked before he leaned in closer and pressed his lips onto mine. We closed our eyes as our lips moved against each other's. I wrapped my hand on his firm chest as he placed his hand on the back of my neck, pulling me closer. He smiled in the kiss before he pulled back. We opened our eyes, we were both out of breath. He winked before giving me a quick kiss on the lips.

"And second," he began. His facial expression turned serious. "Harry would be raising hell if he found out about us," he said. "Is that so?" I asked with a frown. He nodded and said, "yes. He was mad when I told him I was in love with you." "So, I'm guessing we will not be telling him," I said. "Not if you want to be the one telling him," he said. I shook my head and said, "I'll pass on that offer but YOU can." He shook his head. "What about the lads?" he asked. "Oh. . ." I trailed off. "Well, I think this should be kept between us. The boys may run and tell Harry then well. . . you know what will happen."

"It will be our little secret then," he said with a cheeky smirk. "I like the sound of that. We will be sneaking around, I will taking you out on secret dates, holding your hand, " he said as he took my hand in his, "Holding you close to my body, cuddling with you. . ." His face was inches away from mine. "Being able to finally kiss your soft, pink, and kissable lips," he breathed as he placed his lips onto mine, then quickly pulled away with a teasing look.

He began to play with my hand before bring it up to his lips to gently kiss the top of my hand. I watched him as he plays with my hands and give it on a kiss on the top. He held an intense stare and I watched the way his jawline was set and the way he looked made me fall deeper in love. He sensed my stare as he looked up at me. A small smile formed across his lips. "What?" he asked. "Nothing," I said with a smile as I shook my head.

He scanned my face before whispering, "You're so beautiful." I blushed and buried my head in the crook of his neck. I felt his chest rumbling with small chuckles as he pulled me closer to him. "You blush a lot. I could take that as an advantage," he said. "Don't even think about it," I muttered as I lifted my head up to look at him. "Or else what?" he challenged. "Or," I stopped to think, "or I'll just have to kiss you." "I guess I'll have to take you up on that," he said, he winked before placing his lips onto mine. I giggled as I moved my lips along his. Our lips fitting together perfectly. We kissed for what seemed like hours but was only a few seconds.

We were tangled in each others arms as we sat in the silence of the room. We were facing each other as my arms were wrapped around him and his arms were wrapped around me. "Tomorrow night, I'm going to take you somewhere special. How does that sound?" he asked. "That's sounds amazing," I said. "Good and make sure to dress fancy but not too fancy," he said. "Okay," I said in understanding. He smiled and kissed the tip of my nose. "I love you Brooke," he whispered.

"I love you too Louis."

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