Falling For A Beckham || Brooklyn Beckham

Fashion Show In New York

"Hold my hand and don't let go, okay?"

I nod my head and take Brooklyn's hand in mine. I press play on my headphones and Everybody (Backstreets Back) comes on. I put the sunglasses on to cover my eyes and Brooklyn drags me forward.

I hear faint calls asking who I am and other things. I keep my head down and my hand in Brooklyn's.

We make it to the car and I take my headphones and sunglasses off.

I lay my head on Brooklyn's shoulder and close my eyes. Hopefully we get to the hotel soon, but I don't want to have paparazzi take anymore pictures of me.

"We're here."

I open my eyes and look up at David. He grabs me and picks me up and carries me inside and all the way up to the room. He opens a door and lays me down on the bed and I'm soon joined by someone else.

"Hi, Brooks."

"Hey," he whispers and swipes some hair away from my eyes.

"Are you sleeping with me?" I ask him. He nods his head.

"Go to sleep, babe. I'll be here in the morning."

I nod my head and close my eyes. Brooklyn places his arm around me and pulls me closer.

And I fall asleep.

I wake up, still in the arms of Brooklyn, and get ready for the fashion show. Victoria helps me pick out the perfect outfit and helps with my makeup. I know, it's the first time in a while since I've worn makeup, I'm shocked too.

I put on the shoes and straighten my naturally curly hair.

I walk out, hand in hand with Harper and Brooklyn, and we walk to the car waiting to take us to the fashion show.

We get there in a matter of minutes and the three of us get out. I pick Harper up and hold her in my arms as we walk inside.

"Mummy," Harper points to, indeed, her mum.

I walk over to Victoria as Brooklyn says hi to a few of the models.

"Hi, Harp." Victoria smiles and grabs Harper from me.

"Who's this beautiful lady?" I look over at the woman standing next to Victoria.

"Madison, this is Tana Ramsay. Tana, this is Maddie." Victoria introduces the two of us.

We smile at each other.

"Are you a friend of the family?" She asks me and I nod my head.

"She's Brooklyn's friend and more or less like my daughter." Victoria tells.

I sit down between Brooklyn and David in the front row as the show begins to start. The models start coming out and I observe the outfits.

"I don't understand why I have to be at these things," David whispers in my ear and I can't help but to smile.

"It's always so boring," he whispers.

"All you do is look at people in outfits." I reply and he laughs.

"What's your favourite movie, Maddie?" David asks me.

"I love the movie Soul Surfer." I tell him.

And that's how we spent the fashion show in New York.