Adopted By Harry Styles

Chapter 50

Meanwhile back in Cheshire, England...

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"WHAT DO YOU MEAN, SHE NEVER WANTS TO SEE ME AGAIN?!" I cried out.

"WHY DO YOU THINK DIPSTICK?! YOU FUCKING LEFT HER WITH NO GOODBYE! I'M THE ONE THAT ACTUALLY HAD THE BALLS TO APOLOGIZE TO HER AND YOU, YOU HAVEN'T EVEN CALLED HER SINCE SHE LEFT! WHY THE HELL DO YOU THINK SHE WON'T TALK TO YOU?!"

"Bu-"

"BUT NOTHING!" She takes a deeps breathe to calm herself down. "Brooke has been through so much shit. Her family, the orphanage, abuse, bullying, depression, anorexia, you name it! And you..."--she pokes me on my chest--"you made it even worse."

My heart sank. Why do I have to be such an idiot?

"I have to go," she said, "my dad wants me to be home before supper." She walks to the door quite annoyed but before she left she liked back at me.

"Grow some balls, and fast." Then she left me stranded with all my guilt. I sit down and try to process what just happened.

Why am I so stupid?! I ruined everything! Everything was collapsing all around me! I feel like I just lost my whole world. I should have never forgotten to say goodbye!

How the hell did I forget?!

Well, I loose my temper. I scream into the pillow next to me and knowing that my parents were not home right now, a "little" outburst was needed. I start hitting myself with the pillow and then throw it across the room, breaking a lamp. Dad hated that fucking lamp anyway so no one would give a damn.

I punch the wall several times and then proceeded to the kitchen with all my rage. I first started with cups, then I went to plates and silverware. I threw them every where in every direction. Making shatters of glass spread everywhere.

No one would care. No one cleans up in this dump called a house anyway.

I hate myself right now. Why do I have to be such a dumbass. I managed to break the first real person I cared about even more.

I start to cry and run to my room. I slam the door and completely breakdown. What am I supposed to do now? I scream into my pillow and continue to cry.

I'm a dumbass. An idiot. A dipstick.

I managed to ruin the one person I love.

Love.

That's right my friends.

I'm in love with Brooke Michele Nation Styles.

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Brooke's POV

Leaving Australia is a bit strange. Not to mention the jet lag beating you up once you actually get to your destination.

Earlier today we said goodbye to Samantha Jade and McBusted but we'll see them again soon. McBusted is actually going to be the opening act for the European and American legs of the tour. That should be fun.

From Australia to Japan is about a nine hour flight so I should get some sleep in while I can.

What to do, what to do on a plane.

As you can see I'm really board out of my mind. Harry looks like a hot mess and I look like a walker (a/n Walking dead fans halla!).

I started to play around with my fingers and making them pretty much do the tango. Don't judge! People do weird shit when they're bored and don't you dare tell me they don't.