My Neighbor || Brooklyn Beckham

Chapter 31

*Laura🇧🇪*
Today Grace, Carter, Kiel, and I are leaving for the dance in Belgium. Unfortunately, the flight is at 4:30 and it's a six hour flight (FYI I know that's not entirely true), plus we have to add an hour to our time.
"Wake up, sleepy," I hear Carter whisper in my ear. I groan.
"Do I have to?" I ask, knowing the answer. He chuckles.
"Your bag is all packed, right?" he asks. I point to it and he leaves the room. I begin to fall back asleep until I feel someone lift me out of the bed and onto their shoulder.
"Who's there?" I ask.
"It's just me," Carter says. He carries me out to the cab and Grace laughs when she sees me. Kiel sits next to her, and laughs too.
"Kiel, this is my best mate, Laura," Grace says.
"Hey," he says. I offer him as best a smile as I can.
"Sorry, I'm not a morning person at all," I say.
"You can sleep on the plane," Carter says. "I can be your pillow."
"More like my snuggle buddy." I giggle. I feel him wrap his arm around me as he sits back. About 10 minutes later, we get to the airport and board our private plane. Kiel and Grace head off to a separate cabin room, and Carter pulls me to ours. I yawn and lay down on the soft bed. The bed dips beside me, and the lights go out.
"Your snuggle buddy is here," Carter says. I turn my back to him, and he pulls me closer to him. His body is warm, much unlike Brooklyn's. I slowly fall back asleep.
|Laura's dream|
I look over and see my dad smiling at me. I hear my brothers running down the stairs. But, I don't see my mom. I ask my dad where my mom is...but it's weird. He says something but I can't hear him. I can't hear anything except for loud pounding. I scream as I see my mom's dead body in the pool. I just cry and cry and cry.
|end of dream|
"Mom!" I shout, jolting up. Carter sits up slowly.
"Hey, you okay?" he asks. I start crying and Carter hugs me. "It's gonna be okay. Just breathe." I like that Carter doesn't want to know what happened...just yet. Brooklyn wanted to know on the spot. I breathe slowly and lay back down and Carter hugs me again. I am woken up by Grace pounding on the door, what seems like hours later.
"We have an hour left!" she shouts. "So let's eat some breakfast!"
"Good morning, Laura." Carter smiles at me. I smile back.
"Good morning," I say. He takes my hand and we go out to the main table in the center of the plane. I stare in awe at the stack of pancakes. We all dig in and talk about random things. An hour later, we land and head off for Eden's house.
"Auntie Laura!" the very familiar voice of Yannis scream. He comes from the backyard.
"Look at you," I say, with a smile. I haven't see him in a while...he didn't come to the final because he was sick.
"I've missed you," he says.
"I've missed you, too, bud," I say. "Do you feel better?" He nods.
"Haven't thrown up in 2 days," he says, smiling to himself.
"You're gross." I laugh. "I want you to meet my new boyfriend, Carter."
"Nice to meet you, Yannis." Carter smiles. He offers a hand and Yannis accepts.
"You too." Yan smiles back. We walk into the house and Natasha instantly greets me.
"Where's Eden?" I ask.
"He went away for the weekend," she says. "I haven't seen you in a while, Grace."
"It's good to see you, Tash." Grace smiles, hugging her.
"Well, meet Kiel, Grace's boyfriend," I say, and Kiel blushes...cheeky. "And this is mine, Carter." Carter side hugs me and I place my one hand on his abs. Wow, he has amazing abs.
"Nice to meet you both." she smiles. "I guess Grace and Kiel can have the guest room to get ready, and you and Carter can have yours." I lead Carter up to my room, and he smirks at me.
"What?" I ask.
"Thank you for the comment about my abs," he says. Crud, I was thinking out loud again.
"Oh, well you're welcome." I blush.
"You know, you're really cute when you blush," he says, coming closer to me. I blush harder and he pinches my cheek playfully.
"We better get ready," I say, trying to avoid blushing even more. I turn around, only to be spun back around and Carter's eyes lock with mine.
"We have a whole 9 hours to get ready," he says. "Anything we can do around here?" I get a sudden idea.
"Well, there's a small petting zoo, an animal shelter, ice cream place," I go on, listing more and more. "And there's this room." I smirk at him.
"Hey, that's taking it to my level." he smirks back.
"I gotta learn from someone," I say. He starts tickling me, to which I start laughing really hard. I fall onto the bed and he falls on top of me.
"I got you right where I want you," he says. I stick my tongue out.
"What're you gonna do?" I ask, already knowing the answer. His lips crash into mine and his arms lock around my waist. I hook mine around his neck and kiss back as hard as I can. He moves his lips to my neck, and does something I've never felt before. He bites and kisses this one part, and I don't know what he's doing. He sits back.
"There, now you're mine." he smiles. I go over to the mirror. There's a small bruise right where he did his work.
"What is this?" I ask as he snakes his arms around my waist.
"It's called a hickey. And you do it to mark that someone is yours," he explains.
"Oh," I say. "Brooklyn never did that."
"I know," he says. "It should make you feel special."
"But how do I cover that up for tonight?" I whine. He chuckles and pulls out a necklace that looks like a choker.
"It covers the spot I did it on, and it's not tight," he says. I take the necklace and sit down.
"How far do you want to take our relationship?" I ask. He sits next to me.
"I would like a family with you," he says. "I understand if you don't, but I'd like to." I lay back and chuckle.
"Of course I would," I say. He lays back, too. "So, what can we do?" he asks, clearly bored.
"Uh, there's a coffee shop down the street," I say. "You wanna go?"
"Sure," he says, getting up. "What do they have there?"
"Various flavorings of coffee and bakery treats," I answer. I grab my phone and follow him out the door. We walk down the street, hand in hand, taking a bunch of selfies. We spend a few hours walking around Brussels and drinking coffee.
Grace👯: come back to get ready xxxx where did u go anyway?
Me🙌🏻: I went out for coffee and yeah be back soon
Grace👯: coffee without meh?! 😭😭 dying inside
Me🙌🏻: shut up you baby
"Let's go back," I say. "We gotta get ready."
"I get shower first, though," he says. I chuckle.
"It's all yours. Take as long as you'd like because I need time to pick an outfit," I inform him. He shakes his head, and gives me a piggy back home. Carter goes off to shower, while I stand in front of my massive wardrobe.
"Grace!" I scream. She runs into my room.
"What?" she asks, out of breath.
"What should I wear?" I ask. She goes into my closet and pulls out: a red and black dress, black high heels, red hair piece, and a red bracelet.
"My magic is done." she smiles. "Now I gotta go see what I'm gonna wear." She runs off and I stare at the outfit...it's...
"Perfect," Carter says, coming up behind me.
"How'd you know what I was thinking?" I ask. He taps my head.
"Sometimes your words come out." he chuckles. I sigh, but then laugh.
"I kinda miss having little kids in the house," I say.
"Well, is soon a good time for you to have them with me?" he asks, smirking.
"Tonight, after this dance, ok." I smile at him. He hugs me. "I love you, Carter."
"I love you even more," he says, kissing my nose.