Blurry

Chapter 2

Brooklyn’s POV

“WAKE UPPPP!!” Liam nudged me gently.

I looked at my surrondings, completely confused. I saw Harry fixing his hair, Zayn fast asleep on the ground beside me, Louis on his phone smiling, and Niall sitting in a dull , uncomfortable airport seat, fast asleep.

“NIALL! WAKE UP WE CAN’T MISS OUR FLIGHT!” Harry groaned.

I outstretched my long PINK sweaptant-clad legs against the airport carpet. Our first leg of shows was the European leg, and Ireland was first. I was freaking out; I have never sang in a croud bigger than our School Talent Show… let alone 40,000 people.

Niall fluttered his eyes and smiled at me.

“Staring at me sleeping?” He winked.

“You wish, Horan.” I rolled my eyes at his cockiness.

He stood up and reached his arms above his head, making his shirt rise up a little, showing a little bit of his belly. If you didn’t know, this was always my weakness.

He ran to the McDonalds and Starbucks booths and returned in record time, arms full of food.

“Is that for everyone?” I giggled at him struggling to get it all.

“No.” He hugged the food protectively. “It’s ours.”

I stared immensley as he unpacked Hashbrowns, eggs, oatmeal, muffins, drinks, and pancakes.

“NIALL JAMES!!” I laughed at the amount of food.

“C’mon guys we’re boarding!” Zayn grabbed his carry-on.

Niall and I laughed as we struggled to put the food up into the bags.

Harry looked down at his phone, typed at lightning speed, and stared at Niall.

Niall turned pale and shook his head. They both ran to my side and kissed either of my cheeks.

“Shmello, Beaut.” They said in unison.

I made the scared face and ran, but failed.

“You AINT goin nowhere bebe.” Niall smirked.

“Neverrrrrrrr” Harry smiled cheesily.

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“IYAHLAND.” Niall screamed when we walked out the airport. “Missedja.”

He handed me his Iphone  to take a picture of him on his phone.

“Selfie?” I laughed. “Hashtagg white girrrrlllllllllllllll.”

He playfully hit my arm. “Not like you don’t take selfies.” He pulled up a selfie of me with my curled hair.

“Um… Is that on your camera roll??” I raised an eyebrow. I was secretly flattered ultimately.

Niall confuses me. He acts like he likes me, then picks on me the next day. Of course I like him… but he doesn’t and wouldn’t like me. I’m just their opening act. Niall probably has a girlfriend anyway.

“yeah… I think it’s pretty cute” he blushed, scrolling through his phone.

“BROOOKIEEEEEEEEEE.” Harry ran up to me, pulling my hair. “Can we go shopping?”

“Noooo!! Brookles already promised me  she’d go with me.” Louis smiled to rub it in their faces.

Niall and Harry frowned on cue.

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“I think pink stick of lip product or whatever its called looks good on you.” Louis waved the air.