Falling For A Beckham || Brooklyn Beckham

Heartbreak Doesn't Last Forever

"I've became obsessed with Instagram so much that I spam myself with likes." I tell Liv as we sit by the shore of the ocean.

"Yeah, you're mostly posting pictures, thought." She says as she puts some more sunscreen on her arms, face, and legs.

"Which reminds me, I need to post another picture today." I joke and take out my phone.

"Don't even joke about that." Liv groans and covers her face with a towel.

"Actually, I'm going to." I say and Liv gasps jokingly.

"What a surprise."

"Oh shut up and get into the picture." I say and she does as told.

I post the picture then grab my towel and place it on my head to block the sun out.

"Remember boo, heartbreak doesn't last forever."

I give a small smile to my cousin before sighing and closing both of my eyes. Never in my life had I thought that I'd be heartbroken over a boy, and never would I imagine that boy being Brooklyn. Everyone lies everyday, I know I do, and most times it doesn't help. I don't want to lie about my feelings towards him. When I was with him, it was as if everything was right and perfect. He made me happy even when I was sad, and he made me laugh when I would be crying. When I was mad he wouldn't leave me alone until I was happy and smiling again.

Dating him was the best decision I ever made, and breaking up with him was the worst. After everything you'd think we'd be together, but we didn't last as long as I'd hoped for. What made me sad was how he went straight to Chloe not long after we broke up. I know she's a good person but I kind of just wish that he never went back to her and stayed with me. I know that seems very selfish of me, but I can't help it. I love the boy and I'm not sure I'll ever stop loving him. I'll probably tell you differently, and deny it, but that's what makes me me. I want everything in my life to be private, but I know that that's not how life works when you date, and dated, Brooklyn Beckham. Not the normal boy named Brooklyn Beckham, but the son of the famous couple David and Victoria Beckham.

I take a deep breath as a hand is placed on my shoulder. I open my eyes and look up at the person.

"Mads," she says, "I know you love him and it hurts, but I promised you we would take your mind off of him when we got here, and I'll stick to that."

Only if she actually could. What neither of us knew was that he brought Chloe to the same beach that we're at. I wouldn't have known this if cameras didn't circle around them, or if his eyes hadn't met mine.