“Louis, we only just met. You can’t love me. You're famous, and I’m just a normal girl.” I was still in shock from what he had said.
“Brigit, you’re special. You’re everything I look for in a girl.” He said sweetly.
“I’m not sure, I think I like you too, but I just don’t know.” I admitted shyly.
“If you want time, I can give it to you.” He said seriously.
“I don’t need time, Louis. I do love you, I mean... I think I do. But you shouldn't be wasting your time with me. I'm sure there's a beautiful girl out there just waiting for you to sweep her off her feet. I'm not good enough for you, Lou."
He looked at me with sad eyes. "Nonsense. There's no other girl I would rather be with right now. I love YOU, Brigit. You're amazing, funny, kind, and not to mention drop dead GORGEOUS! Why the hell would I let you go? We've known each other less than a week, and I can honestly say that I've never cared about anyone so much. You're the one for me, so don't think anything different."
My jaw dropped at his words. He actually loved me.
"Really?" I felt my eyes tearing up. I wish I wasn't so bloody emotional all the time. But I couldn't help it. Everything he'd said to me made me feel like the luckiest girl in the world.
He just smiled his oh-so-cute smile, and lightly kissed my lips.
Pulling apart, we stared into each other's eyes for a moment. His beautiful blue/green orbs sparkled as he brushed a piece of loose hair behind my ear.
"Really." He cradled me in his arms as we lay in comfortable silence on the bed.
He began humming the tune to 'I Wish' quietly, transporting me to my own perfect world as I drifted off to sleep.
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“Brigit, are you awake yet?" I heard Louis' husky voice whisper.
His morning voice was beautiful, if you don't mind me saying.
"I am now." I yawned, stretching my arms above my head.
"Sorry to wake you up so early, but we've got to go to your school, remember?" He began playing with my hair, occasionally wrapping bits around his finger to make little curls.
“Oh yeah.” School. Ergh.
“You can use the shower if you like.” He kissed me softly on the cheek, then got up out of bed.
I went through my suitcase and got out my shampoo and make-up bag. Then I hopped into the En Suite and had a quick shower, washed my hair and applied my usual make-up.
I walked back into the bedroom and dried my hair with the towel that Louis had left folded on the bed for me. He was already dressed in a black T-shirt, burgundy chino’s and a pair of black TOMS.
Whoa, he looked HOT.
“I’ll give you some privacy.” He smiled and walked out of the room.
Such a gentleman, I thought to myself.
I put on my tracksuit, tied my hair in a ponytail and sprayed myself with perfume.
There was a knock on the door.
“Come in.” I instructed, and Hanna poked her head round the door.
“You better come downstairs.” She looked worried. I followed her advice and went down into the hallway.
“What’s going on?” I asked Louis when he came out to greet me.
“The police are here, they need to speak to you.” He was obviously concerned. Panic ripped through me. What had I done wrong?
I went into the living room where the other were, plus two police officers.
“Are you Brigit Lyndhurst?” One of them asked me.
“Yes. That’s me.” I sat in between Rachael and Niall.
“We need to talk to you about the death of your brother. We think it might not have been an accident…” His voice trailed off into silence. What? Not an accident?
“You think, someone did this? On purpose?” My heart filled with pain and agony. Niall hugged me close to his chest.
“Well Miss Lyndhurst, that’s where you come in. Perhaps you could help us. Was there anyone your brother didn’t get along with? Did he owe anyone money?” He questioned me, taking out his notepad and pen.
“I’m not sure, he was always very private. But he had lots of friends. I don’t think he had any really serious arguments with anyone.” I answered honestly.
“We have CCTV footage of your brother when he crossed the road, the car that hit him was going way over the speed limit. Your brother began crossing the road when the car was approximately 30 feet away from him. When he reached the middle of the road, the car sped up and ran him over. This evidence shows us that the driver intended on running him over.” He explained, with a look of sympathy on his face.
“Wait. You’ve only found this out now?! My brother died two years ago! How could you have missed this?!” My hands clenched into fists, I ground my teeth together.
“Your brother’s case was overlooked because of other serious incidents, we thought it was a simple matter of careless driving.” He scribbled something on his notepad. I felt like hitting him. How could he be so laid back about this?
“So what happens now?” I regained control of my temper.
“Well, we will go to his old school tomorrow and see if we can find any information there.” He informed me, before they both got up and left the hotel.
The room was silent for a few minutes. Then it hit me.
I burst out crying, putting my head in my hands.
“Shh, Shh. It will be okay.” Louis came over and comforted me.
“Someone did this to him! It’s their FAULT!” I screeched.
All the girls came over and hugged me. They were so nice; I really liked all of them. It was the first time in my life that I had a decent group of friends.
“Brigit, please don’t worry. The Police WILL find out who did this.” Louis comforted me.
I wiped away my tears and nodded, I couldn’t do this in front of him.
“Come on Louis, I have to go to school.” I got up and took his hand in mine.
“Are you sure you're feeling up to it? We could go tomorrow?” He pulled me into his arms.
“No, I want to get it out of the way.” I said stubbornly.
He hesitated for a second, before sighing in defeat and picking up his car keys.
"Good luck!" I heard Liam shout before we jumped into Louis' car, and started the short drive to my school.
