“Finally here. I thought we’d never arrive”.
“C’mon, let’s go, your auntie must be waiting for us”.
We grabbed our bags and jumped into the taxi. I gave the driver the address and he started the engine. When we got there, we rang the bell and a young brunette girl opened the door. Her skin was pale and her eyes were of an intense blue. She looked pretty.
“I’m sorry, I think we got the wrong address”, I excused myself.
“No, Niall, it’s here”, I heard the voice of a woman coming from behind.
It was the same voice I heard the other day when I came here with Zayn. I didn’t get the wrong address. I turned around and saw a 40 year old woman, who pulled Blair into a hug.
“Blair, darling! Long time no see!”
“Thank you very much for letting me stay with you”.
“No worries, honey”.
She let go of Blair and greeted me.
“Blair, do you remember my daughter Rebecca?”, she said, pointing at the brunette girl.
“Erm… yes, but it’s been almost 10 years since I last saw her”.
They kissed each other’s cheek, while her aunt Karen let us in and told Rebecca to show us the house, which was pretty big. We got to Blair’s room, whose walls were painted in different shades of blue, and we sat on the bed.
“How old are you, Rebecca?”, Blair asked.
“21, you guys?”
“18, but we’ll soon turn 19”.
“Oh, I see… are you dating?”
“Yes”, we answered at the sam time.
Rebecca left us alone and I helped Blair unpack her stuff. A bit later, I went back to my place.
Brooke’s POV
“Hey”.
“Hey”.
“I’m sorry for coming without telling you before, but I really need to speak to you”.
“Come in”.
He took me by my hand and we got out of the block. Then he made me jumped in his motorbike.
“Where are we going?”
“To a quieter place where we can speak in peace”.
He started the engine and drove to that place we’d already been once. That place on the outskirts of town. I sat on the grass, and he stood there next to me.
“Why do you always come here?”
“My mum left us, and two weeks after my nan died, we threw her ashes here. I was very close to her and well, everytime I come here with a problem I always find the solution to it”.
“I see”.
We stayed in silence for a couple of minutes.
“What do you want to speak about?”
“Harry tried to kiss me last night, he was about to do it again today, then you called me, and we argued”.
“And what do I have to do with all that?”
“Yesterday he told me he didn’t care what may happen between you and me, but today he got jealous of you and was mad at me just because you’d called me”.
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Over Again (One Direction Fan Fiction-Sequel).
Fanfiction[SEQUEL OF 'TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE']It’s been a month since Harry and Brooke last saw each other. She’s been touring all over the UK, he’s done the same in America. She hasn’t been with anyone since they broke up. He’s gotten back his reputation of bei...
