Lecsy's POV

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Lecsy's POV
"what's the matter Lecs" Brooklyn asked as he walked over to me "Charlie just called me. She's pregnant" I said slowly he smiled "hey. That's great news. Niall must be... What's wrong" he asked slowly I took a deep breath "it's not his" I said. He looked kind of shocked. Like he didn't know them very well but when someone says that their best friend is pregnant but her boyfriend isn't the father. You worry. I started to cry. Brooklyn hugged me and rubbed my back soothingly "should we come back an meet my parents another time" he asked I shook my head "no. I want to meet them now" I said he just looked at me "are you sure" he asked I nodded. I fixed up my make up then we headed towards the door. Brooklyn grabbed my hand as he opened the door "MUM. DAD. IM HOME" he yelled. No answer. But we could hear laughing. We walked into the living room to find his parents and his little sister fooling around. His mum stood up and hugged him "OH Brooklyn. My sweet sweet boy. And who is this lovely young lady" she said in an elegant laid back tone. I was petrified. Brooklyn put his hand on the small of my back "this is my girlfriend Lecsy" he introduced me "hello" I said quietly. His mum hugged me then his dad stood up and walked over "well aren't you just the prettiest little thing" he said. "Thank you" I said quietly as I blushed. He thought for a moment "have we met before" he asked curiously Brooklyn nodded "she was with the One Direction guys four months ago at the football stadium when you did that promo with them" Brooklyn explained "oh. So that's how you met" his mum said I kind of smiled "well actually we had headed onto the field and the boys were practising their shots with Brooklyn and Brooklyn kicked the ball hit the goal post then hit me in the head" I explained his mum laughed while his dad just shook his head "always the gentleman" he joked. I laughed "well afterwards he offered me his sweater and didn't complain when I kept it for four months" I confessed his da patted him on the back and mum laughed. I really liked them. They were nice.

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