My Neighbor || Brooklyn Beckham

Chapter 23

*Laura🇧🇪*
So, today Brooklyn and I are leaving for the Bahamas, and we did the deed last week. Brooklyn will not shut up about it, and I wanna smack that cheeky grin off his face. Right now, we are waiting for the private jet.
"Want Starbucks?" he asks. I nod, and he walks off to the coffee shop. He comes back 5 minutes later and hands me my drink. Just then, they call us and the paparazzi are all over us. Once we get on the plane, there are 9 long hours ahead of us. Our first vacation as an official couple. This is gonna be fun.

*9 hours later*

I look at Brooklyn, who is fast asleep.
"Wake up!" I shout. He jolts up and I just laugh my butt off. He grabs my face and smashes it against his, moving his lips to my neck.
"Let's get our bags and go, babe," Brooklyn says, grabbing my hand. We walk through more paparazzi and get into a cab. After a 30
minute drive, taking lots of selfies along the way, we get to a very fancy hotel.
"Mr. Beckham." the lady at the front desk smiles. "Nice to see you, again!"
"You too, Olivia." Brooklyn smiles at her. "I want you to meet my wife, Laura Hazard."
"Married so soon?" Olivia asks. "Well, it's nice to meet you. By way, the floor you are on only has one other person staying currently." I smile at her. We get our keys and take the elevator to the 20th floor, and let me tell you it is amazing! Each floor has it's own pool and hot tub. Our room is quite large with its own kitchen, large bedroom, full bathroom, a living room, and a balcony. I throw my bag on the bed, and rush out to the balcony. The view is amazing and the ocean is literally right in front of the hotel.
"I figured we can go to the ocean tomorrow since it's sorta late," Brooklyn calls from the kitchen.
"So pool then?" I holler.
"Yeah hurry up!" he hollers back. I change into my bikini, put a tank top and shorts on over it, and grab my towel.
"Ready?" Brooklyn asks, already in trunks and a t-shirt. I nod and we go into the hallway. I see someone I haven't seen in years and have been praying I never see: Jake.
"Look who it is." he smirks. "If it ain't the happy couple. Hazard and Beckham have been all over the news lately. How dare you steal my girl!" I hide behind Brooklyn's back and clutch his shirt.
"She isn't your girl. You're the reason why she has trust issues," Brooklyn semi-shouts at him. "Why are you even here?"
"Uh, cause I saw you were coming here so I got the most expensive room," Jake says. "Laura, I don't even know why you moved to this piece of crap."
"You treated me like crap!" I shout at him. He just laughs.
"See you around, fools." he smiles and heads towards the elevator.
"5 years since he's last messed with me," I say. "And he picks this week to mess it up." I feel tears coming from my eyes and Brooklyn's face appears in front of mine. He wipes my tears away and looks into my eyes.
"I promise he is not going to ruin anything," he says. "Now please smile." He gives me a light smile and I can't help but give him a small one.
"There we go," he says, softly. "What do you say we just go to the pool at midnight and just relax for now."
"C-c-can I just cry and tell you what I hate right now?" I ask, quietly. His nose meets mine.
"Tell me everything you want to, ok?" he says. He basically carries me back to our room and I just cry and cry.
"I-i-it's been really hard lately for me especially cause my parents weren't there for my wedding and you never got to meet them and vice versa and...and...and." I sniff my way through what I'm trying to say.
"Please take your time, baby," Brooklyn says.
"I haven't even talked to some of my closest friends in years and now seeing Jake when this is MY vacation!" I angrily say the last part. I smile at Brooklyn. "But it all seemed to fade on that magical summer day when I said 'I-do' to the man who cared."
"That was the best day of my life, too." he smiles at me. We talk a bit more and just relax, when my stomach growls.
"Oops." I chuckle.
"You wanna eat out or just call for room service?" he asks.
"Definitely not out cause I don't like people staring at us," I say. "So, room service it is." He smiles at me, as he gets on the room phone and orders a whole montage of things. They told us it would be a half hour.
"I'm so hot!" Brooklyn complains.
"I'll turn on the AC then smarty pants," I say.
"What do I do until it turns on?" he whines.
"Take off your shirt," I say, like it's completely obvious. He wastes no time in peeling it off his body, and I kinda just stare. He's gotten more muscular since last time.
"Like what you see?" he smirks.
"Can I touch it?" I ask. He grabs my hand and puts it on his stomach. I move my finger around and he looks at me, as if waiting for an evaluation. I lean into him, and he connects our lips. It starts to get heated, until there's a knock on the door.
"Perfect timing," he mumbles. I just giggle as he answers the door. He tips him with $25 and calls me into the kitchen. My eyes become wide at the food, and he takes notice and laughs.
"Don't judge," I say. He wraps his arms around my waist.
"I would never judge you. The face you made was just cute." he smiles all innocently. I dive into the several meats, fruits, and veggies brought to us. We just end up talking for a little while, until he suddenly gives me his world famous smirk.
"What?" I ask. Before I know it, he has me in his arms, and I am being laid on the bed. He swoops down to my ear.
"Now, where were we?" he growls. He puts his lips to mine, and they stay that way for a good ten minutes before he moves his lips to my neck as usual.
/flashback\
Brooklyn and I were walking home from Olive Garden, after a first great date. I hope nothing gets ruined like the very first time. Time to put my plan into place. I rub my arms, and Brooklyn looks at me.
"You okay?" he asks.
"Yeah, just a bit cold." I smile lightly. He drapes his jacket over my shoulders and puts his arm around me.
"Better?" he asks. I nod.
"Thanks," I say.
/end of flashback\
I just think about that first time. It was the same day that Jake was about to do something awful, until my hero swept in. I guess Brooklyn is kind of my hero. He stops what he's doing and looks at me.
"Brooklyn," I say, quietly. His nose touches mine and I look into his eyes.
"Yeah?" he asks. I grab his hands and continue to look at him.
"You messed up Jake's plan of taking me back that one day, 6 years ago," I say. "And you were here tonight, to defend me."
"Where are you taking this?" he asks. I smile at him and hug him. He seems a bit surprised because he hesitates to hug me back.
"Thank you for being my hero," I whisper in his ear.
"Thank you for being the one I had to save," he says. "Without you, I might not even be the person I am." I giggle.
"You mean a crazy and dirty person?" I laugh and he gives me a pouty look. He starts tickling me.
"You asked for it." he begins to laugh, too. See, this is why him and I belong together. And this is why we were so willing to make it work.

*Brooklyn🇬🇧//next morning*
I groan as I look at the clock: 6:45am. Are you kidding me? I turn over, but don't see Laura. I put on a pair of sweats and go into the main room area. I finally see my girl, standing on the balcony. I go up behind her, and snake my arms around her waist. She turns to face me.
"Good morning, my queen." I kiss the top of her head.
"Good morning," she says plainly.
"Hey, you okay?" I ask.
"No. My stomach hurts," she says. "I've tried taking medicine, but it didn't do anything." I pull her close to me.
"Wanna go to doctor?" I ask her. She nods and goes off to change. I put on a light blue v-neck, and wait for her. We walk out to the car, and head for the doctors. They tell us it's a 15 minute wait, so we just sit there on our phones.
"You know, this could be good news." I smile, trying to ease her pain. She looks at me.
"Stomach pains can be good news?" she semi-asks.
"Just remember what we did, Laura," I whisper to her. She smiles up at me.
"Ew you're gross," she says. "Say what you think." I look at her.
"I think you're pregnant," I tell her and she kinda looks at me.
"I hate that word," she mumbles. I laugh at her, and a nurse calls our name. We head back to the room, and she begins asking questions which I allow Laura to answer because it's her appointment. They do a pregnancy scan and now we are just waiting for the results...or whatever. She gets out her phone and calls someone.
"Hey Natasha," she says. "Can we talk? It's rather important." Laura goes on to tell her what happened and soon enough I hear Natasha squeal on the other line.
"I'm so happy for the both of you!" she exclaims. "Should I tell Eden?"
"No," Laura says. "I want to tell Eden when I get back. Just tell him love comes from me." She hangs up the phone and looks at me and takes my hand. The doctor comes back in the room, and gives us the results.
"I'm extremely happy to announce that indeed Mrs. Beckham that you are pregnant," he says. "And, you should be able to find out the gender in two months." We leave the doctor's office, and when we get back to the hotel, we celebrate.

*Laura🇧🇪*
I grab my sketch pad and lay on the couch. I find a pic of Eden, and start to draw. An hour later, I am disturbed.
"Wow," Brooklyn says. "That's like amazing. Where did you learn to do that?"
"My dad taught me," I say. "He was a great artist and footballer."
"You wanna pick names for the baby?" he asks. I flip to a blank page in my sketch book and make a fancy title: Baby Names, and I add two columns. I make room for Brooklyn on the couch, and he sits down.
"You first," I say.
"Girl: Stella, and boy: James." he smiles, clearly proud of his choices. I write it down and hand him the book.
"Okay, girl: Alyssa, and a boy: David." I smile, mimicking Brooklyn's face. He just laughs at me and shakes his head. I put the book away, and I turn around to find Brooklyn staring at me...surprising.
"You know I love you," he says.
"Yeah, ya only say it like every hour," I say.
"By the way, when we get back, we gotta limit our New York home choices down to 3," he says.
"So...beach?" I ask. He takes my hand.
"Beach." and gives me a world famous smile.