Love Actually

Home?

Brooks p.o.v

"Brook" I heard someone whisper. I fluttered my eyes open and looked towards the voice. Niall.

"Good mornin' sleepy" he says with his thick Irish accent that makes me smile. Of course I did.

"Morning" I say. He smiles.

"Come on, we're home now." He motions to the door and I see the most beautiful house I have EVER seen.

A big White House with a blue roof, the windows were neatly polished and their was a pool out front. I could only imagine what the inside looked like.

"Which one of you live here?" I asks looking at the boys. They smile.

"You, Harry, and Louis" Liam says jumping out of the car. My eyes widen and my mouth falls a gape. Wow. I live here with Louis and Harry?! I couldn't help but feel self conscious knowing I lived here with Louis, and Harry of course but I think he couldn't care less about me, he seems angry at me.

"Alrighty! Lets go in shall we?" Louis exclaims putting his arm around my waist. I smile at him and nod. He pulls out his keys and unlocks the big oak doors. They open up with a loud creaking noise, revealing a huge white sofa, with a matching pair of armchairs, in front of them, a mahogany coffee table with pictures of me and the rest of the boys. In front of that was a fire place with more pictures on the mantle.

I walk in and pick up one of the pictures. It has me throwing water balloons at Harry while Niall laughs in the background. I smile at the photo, picking up another. This one also has Harry in it but along with Louis. I have my arms around them and they are kissing both ok my cheeks. This picture makes me giggle.

"What are you laughing at?" Louis asks leaning against the door frame blocking Liam from coming in. I smile and hold up the picture so he can see.

"I take we are close?" I respond. He walks over to me taking the picture out of my hand smiling.

"Yea, why else would we be living together?" He has a point. I nod. I look up at the wooden stairs looking for rooms.

"Your room is the third one to the right" he says, apparently he read my mind.

"Ok thanks....which way is right?" I ask sheepishly. He smiles walking over to me and holding up my hand. I guess that's my right hand. I nod and make my way up the stairs. I grip my hand firmly on the railing and walk letting my hand smoothly glide over the top of it. I make it to the top and see a giant hallway containing about 10 rooms or so. I walk forward and count on my right to find my room.

"1...2...3!" I whisper as I walk through the hall. I turn the knob and push open the door revealing a gorgeous bedroom. Turquoise walls, a nice white fluffy carpet, a white dresser and a matching bed frame, and an amazing bed with a complicated pattern. It's amazing. I look around and something catches my eyes. A black desk. I walk over to it and see notebooks stacked at a neat pile, pencils in a neat container, and more pictures of me with Louis and Harry.

"We are very close I guess!" I chuckle to myself. I pick up the first picture of just me and Harry. He has his arm swung around me and I am apparently kissing his cheek causing him to blush. I smile. I pick up another picture of just me and Louis and he is chasing me while I run away laughing. I chuckle at this one.

"What are you laughing at?....again" Louis asks. I twirl around startled by him.

"Sorry, didn't mean to scare you love" he smile. I nod. He walks over and looks at the picture in hand. He smiles even wider and I just hand him the photo.

"I like this one!" He exclaims I nod in agreement, I didn't know much of Louis, but I could tell I really liked him, he is great of course but I just felt close to him. He hands me the picture and I set it back on the desk. I walk over to the bed and sit down, Louis shortly behind.

"Louis?" I ask. He looks over at me and smiles.

"Jut call he Lou love" he says. I nod. Noted.

"Ok, Lou? Does Harry not like me? He seems a bit angry with me, he was acting strange, well unless he actually acts like this normally" I ask. Louis eyes widen and he laughs, I look at him shocked.

"Well, I guess I said something funny?" I ask smiling at him. He wipes a tear of laughter and looks at me normally. His big blue orbs staring deep into my head, his teeth slightly peeking out from his smile.

"No, it's just the irony, Harry thinks you don't like him when you are just trying to figure him out. And you think Harry doesn't like you when in reality he fancies you" Louis explains. I smile and nod letting out a slight chuckle.

"Don't worry about it love" he smiles.

"You should probably go to sleep, knowing you I bet you are exhausted" he says. I nod. Wow he knows me well. He makes my bed and tucks me in. I expect him to leave right away but no, he lays down with me and plays with my hair. I found it soothing.

"I hope you don't find this weird, I used to do this all the time before...." He says trailing off and slowly removing his hand. I hold it in place and allow him to play with my long brown hair.

"No it's fine, I like it." I say blushing. He smiles and continues to play with my hair. I hold his other hand tightly afraid that ill slip back into a comma.

"Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere" Lou states. I nod, slowly drifting off into sleep, seeing those reassuring blue orbs stare back at me.