Brooklyn Beckham ~ Stay

Hi to anybody reading this, I just wanted to say thank you for clicking on it. Also, my other Brooklyn Beckham story, 'Unknown Love', was somehow deleted so I thought I'd write another story. Votes/comments would be much appreciated.

Sophie's P.O.V

Hi there, my name is Sophie, Sophie Morris. I'm 14 years old and I live in London. Oh and one other thing; I'm a model. For Burberry. So I get a lot of free clothes, but hey, I'm not complaining!

Today I would be going to a fashion show (a Burberry fashion show, obviously) so right now I was in a dressing room, with several women putting make-up on me to hide my flaws.

I looked down at my clothes. I was wearing a simple red dress, not my style at all. I had really high heels on that I was so used to wearing, hopefully I wouldn't trip over in them.

"Sophie, go get in line. You're on in 10." a woman called Sandra shouted at me.

I was led to the back of the catwalk where lots of other extremely pretty/handsome teens and kids were also waiting. As I was looking around (being the curious girl I am) I saw a boy with brown hair, and a toothy grin. I instantly knew who it was; Romeo Beckham.

I had always knew Romeo was a model for Burberry, but I never thought he would be here today. Whoa, I've just seen my first celebrity.

"Romeo, your turn!" Sandra said, gesturing him to go.

Romeo walked out confidently, like he had done this a thousand times. Although, I thought, he probably has.

Everyone clapped for Romeo, including his family. I saw Victoria, with baby Harper on her lap, who was giggling furiously. I saw David who was smiling proudly at his son. Then there was Cruz, trying to get the attention of the boy I recognised as Brooklyn.

Wow, Brooklyn was hot...

"Sophie, you're on!" a man with a walkie talkie said to me, pushing me gently forward. I took a deep breath and smiled.

This was my moment.

*after the show*

The crowd clapped happily as all the models, including me, stood on the catwalk and smiled at them.

After, we all went into a private cafeteria, just for the models. My parents, Dennis and Ruby, were waiting for me.

"Good job tonight, Sophie." mum smiled at me, embracing me with a hug. I rolled my eyes at dad, who was already ordering himself a huge meal. Greedy pig, I thought. I mean, I have no idea how he isn't fat.

"Sophie, honey, we really must get going now." mum said to me when she received a text messages on her iPhone. "I have a meeting I forgot about!"

"It's OK mum, I'll be fine."

"Are you sure? Your father will stay here with you-"

"No, no I won't." dad butted in. "I, um also have some work to do." he said quickly. I knew he was lying, he didn't have work to do. He just always has to have his own way, so he wouldn't do anything mum told him to do.

"Yeah whatever, I'll stay here on my own." I reply, not wanting to make a big deal of it.

"OK sweetie, goodbye!" mum says then rushes out, dad following her.

I sigh and take a seat on my own. I pick at the food dad ordered me, not really hungry. Plus the food here isn't that great.

Someone walked towards my table. I didn't know who it was because I honestly couldn't be bothered to look up.

He sat down. "Hey." he said.

As I looked up I saw who it was. Once again, Brooklyn Beckham.

"C-can I help you?" I said, immediately regretting how I stuttered. I cursed in my mind.

"Yeah, actually." he said coolly. "See, my family is fussing over Romeo." he pointed to another table where the other Beckham's were sat. "And I'm extremely bored."

I chucked. "You're not jealous are you?"

He laughs. "Maybe I am. Maybe I'm not. But can I just say, you look incredible."

I went to reply but as I was doing so he stole a chip from my plate, winked, then left.

My first thought was: NOBODY STEALS MY FOOD!

My second thought was: did Brooklyn Beckham, THE Brooklyn Beckham, just say I looked incredible.

I'm pretty sure he did. Unless I was dreaming. Yes, that is very possible...

I pushed the thought out of my mind and went to finish my food. As I did that, I saw a piece of paper.

It said:

hey Brooklyn here. I thought I'd give you my number since you seem interesting. call me ;)

(insert number)

I smirked, then went home. Hmm, who should I tell first?

Hello again, thanks for reading this! (is anyone is reading this?!). Hope you liked the prologue, it gets better I swear. Please vote or comment if you enjoyed it, the more votes/comments, the quicker I update. Have a nice day/night/whatever.