Fall In Love One More Time

Chapter 18: Moving On, Moving In, and Moving Out

Mistys' Point of View:

Harry and I were packing the rest of stuff up. It's been a week since he asked me to move in with him and we still haven't gotten everything packed and taken over to Harrys' and well now my place. The moving team was coming tomorrow to get the stuff. I have a great idea I thought to myself. "Har-Bear, could you please bring me my phone?" I asked Harry. "Sure baby. Who are you going to call at this hour though?" Harry asked handing me my phone. "Well I don't completely sure about Brooke all alone in the flat, and I know someone that has recently been looking to move here.!" Harry gave me that look. I then quickly dial a familar number and hear it dialing. "Bueno?" A very sleepy sounding mexican answers. "Hey! Monica, did I wake you?" "No Misty, it's just 3 in the morning here that's all, so ... Of COURSE YOU DID!" Monica said. "Oh well, sorry. Anyways... Do you remember how you said you wanted to move here after college? Well since you graduated 5 months ago and I'm moving in with Harry, I was wondering If you wanted to live in the flat with Brooke?" There was a long silence, when I hear a, "Holy crap!!! You finally banged Styles?!?!" "Omg, NO! We are just moving in together Arvizo." Goodness even in her sleepy state, of course that's the first thing that pops into her mind. What's worse is I think Harry heard her, because he starts laughing his brains out. "Oh ok. Sure, I'll move in with Brookie. I was actually going to start looking for a place tomorrow... I mean today... Later? Anyway I just finished the job I was working on and business is really great in Europe. When do you want me there?" Monica answered. Oh, she is coming! This is great not one, but two of my best friends on the same continent with me. Awesome! "Well do you think you can come sometime next week?" I'm moving out tomorrow." I asked. "Sure, I'll just leave T.J. in charge of my ranch. NOw, I have to go back to that wonderful thing us humans call sleep. I'll call you tomorrow. Or today? Later. Bye!" Monica said. "Bye, dollface I love you!" "Love you too" Then we hung up the phone and I turned to Harry. "Har-Bear! Did you hear that?! She is coming!" I yelled louder than wanted. I ran into Harrys' arms. He just held me. The he said with a wink. "Yeah love, I heard. You guys are pretty loud." "Oh, just hush it Styles and help me finish packing." I said pushing him slightly.

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Brookes' Point of View:

Misty just told me that Monica was moving in, because she was moving out. I am really excited. Maybe that's why I feel like i'm about to puke, but I haven't eaten anthing yet, it's only 7 am. "Babe?" Nial said, "You don't look so goo-" I didn't hear the rest. I ran to the restroom, I was hurling. Weird, maybe there is a bug going around. Niall rushed to me. "Brookie! Are you okay?!" "Yeah, I actually feel a lot better now." "Do you need something, babe?" He asked. "No, let's just go help Misty, Monica will be here Thursday." Niall didn't seem convinced, but he agreed. If only he knew I had been getting sick all week..

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Mistys' Point of View:

"Brooke, what if you're pulling a Juno on us?" I asked when she told me about her getting sick all week. "I mean, how great would that be? I'd be an aunt!!" "Maybe I'll stop and get a test tomorrow. Now shush, the boys are coming back for more boxes" Brookie said. I was so excited. I might be an aunt!

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Brookie's Point of View:

I just took the test and it said positive! I don't know if I'm in shock because we aren't married or excited because I'm going to have a little Nialler running around. "Niall, babe?" I asked walking to him. "Yeah, Brooke, what's up?" I look him dead in the eye and it just comes out of my mouth. "I'm pregnant." I wasn't really gonna say it like that, but oh well. Niall just looks at me. Why isn't he happy? "Is it mine?" He asked. OMFG! Did that nutter fudger just ask that!?! "Of course, it is!" I shout angrily, "You're the only guy I've ever been with! You know that too!" "It's just that..." He stampers, but I don't even let him finish. "Get out! Get the f***k out, you... you... you stupid jerk!!" I shove him out the door and slam it closed. I burst into tears almost instantly and fall to my knees, I reach for my phone and dial Misty's number. "Hello Brooke? How'd it go? Are you with child?" "Yes, but N-n-n-Niall and I just broke up." I said in between tears. "Oh, sweetheart I'll be right over!" So here I sit by the door waiting for Misty..

Niall's Point of View:

I get to my flat, and I'm sobbing. Did I really say that to Brooke!? She tells me she's carrying my child and I say something like that. "What the hell is wrong with me?!" I yell to no one inpaticular. I just go back downstairs to find all of the boys in my kitchen, except for Harry he's probably with Misty. I mean she's nice, but they spend too much time together. I know she just barely got out of a deathly coma, but damn boy you do have friends. I shake it off, and start to tell the boys everything.

Misty's Point of View:

"Harry, baby I'm going to Brooke's her and Niall just broke up." I yell down the hall. "I'll go to Niall's flat to see if he's okay. Does Brookie have a 'Bun in the Oven'? As you southern people would say." He said, in a joking manner, he's always making fun of myy southern slang.. So rude.. "Yes Harold, she is." I said with a smirk, I knew he hated when anyone called him Harold. "Okay. Haha, very funny.Bye, I love you see later baby." He said and then leaned down to kiss me. We walked out the door, and to our cars. "I love you!" Harry yelled from his driver seat. "Yeah, I love you too babe. Bye" I said back pulling out. I really hope Brookie is okay.

**At Brookie's Flat**

"Oh, Brookie, it's gonna be okay. I can't believe he said that. What a jerk." I sit here holding a sobbing Brooke in my arms, when there is a knock on the door. I forgot to lock it so a few seconds the door opens up to reveal a very tired looking Monica. "Hey guys, you always forget to lock the doors. Sorry I'm early, I took an earlier flight... Uh, what's wrong?"

Monica's Point of View:

I walk into the flat to see Misty consoling a sobbing Brooke."Brookie what's wrong?" I ask walking foward leaving my luggage at the door. "I'm pregnant and Niall didn't think the baby was his and we broke up." I guess saying it outloud made her more sad because she just burst into tears. "What?! That S.O.B. said what?! How dare he?!" I shout then turn on heels and head to the taxi I still had to pay. I heard Misty call for me, and say, "Monica! Where are you going?" But she knows me well enough that I don't have to answer. I gave the address to Niall's flat to the driver and we were on our way, this boy was in for his something... He was gonna see my face in his sleep for weeks..