Brooklyn Beckham imagines

"There's this girl..."

a/n I got this idea from another imagines book but the one in the other book didn't really go into depth with the subject sooo here's my version:)

*ding dong*

That must be Brooklyn. He texted me a while ago saying he needed to speak to me, I wonder what it is. Maybe he likes me back.... I trotted over to the door and opened it revealing Brooklyn.

"Hey" he greeted, "hey".

"So why do you need to talk to me?" I asked, "so there's this girl" he blushed, is this real? "And I've liked her for a really long time now" "mhm?" "And I was planning to ask her to prom" "yeah?" "But I don't know how" he scratched the back of his neck, "so who is the lucky girl?" I smiled.

"It's your best friend"

With that, my world came crashing down.

He liked my best friend.

He liked my best friend.

He liked my best friend.

He liked my best friend.

He liked my best friend.

"You should ask her" I said, on the verge of tears. "Hey, are you okay? It looks like you're gonna cry-" "I'm fine Brooklyn!" I interrupted. "Go ahead, just ask her" "I don't think your fine-" "you guys would look great as King and Queen" with that, I shut the door. Leaving Brooklyn clueless on the situation. How can he be so blind?

I heard the front door open as I quickly wiped away the tears streaming down my face. Brooklyn standing in the doorway...

To be continued.....

a/n well then.... 2 stories in one night???? Waaaaaaaaat? Part 2 will be up soon:)