-NIALLS POV-
"I'm going to tell you what i was going to last night. But you have to promise if you don't agree, we wont be different." I say to Brooke as i try to get the image of Harry on top of her out of my head.
She gives me a confused look before lightly nodding.
"I like you." I finally let out what i have been trying to show her since i talked to her again after three years.
"I like you too." She rolls her eyes.
I was going to start smiling before i realized what she meant.
"No. I mean i like like you." I try to explain my feelings for her. Her reaction was something i didn't expect. She... laughed, a lot. "Brooke. Brooke, i'm serious." I say trying to get her to stop laughing.
"Yeah, okay." She said with a red face as she try's to settle down.
"Brooke, i have liked you since i saw you again. I know when i was a younger teen i was not nice to you, hell i was not nice to a lot of people. But i have changed since then. I love your since of humor and attitude. I love how mature you are for your age and your real laugh and smile. There, i said it." I say telling my feelings to her face. She suddenly turned from laughing to mad.
"Oh i'm sure you just can't keep your hands off the anorexic, model, bitch who wears retainers and glasses! I let you see me without makeup for gosh sakes!" She yells at me.
"I told you i'm not like that anymore! I don't give a fuck about any of those things! Your beautiful to me no matter what!" I yell back at her.
"I may be a fucken model but that doesn't mean i'm pretty! Especially on the inside." She whispers the last part.
"Your amazing on the inside and out. I know you don't think that, but i can help you." I say back in a normal tone.
"I don't need help." She confuses me yet again.
"Well obviously you don't know how beautiful you are so yeah, you do."
"I'm not perfect."
"No one is. Perfection is overrated. But your as close as they get princess." I say moving some of her hair behind her ear.
"I don't know what game your playing but leave me out." She said trying to stand up, but i pull her arm back down.
"No game! Everything i just said i meant! I have wanted to say that since i saw you again! All those little conversations and nights we spent close together meant a lot to me." I say, raising my voice again.
The look on her face tells me how clueless she was, but now she is putting everything together.
"That's why you have been mean to Harry." She says quietly. "I'm so sorry for not believing you about Harry's intentions."
I just nod, not trusting my voice.
"But obviously you don't feel the same way so forget it." I say while standing up.
-BROOKE POV-
Now it's my turn to pull his hand back down.
"I never said that." I said while he just gave me the stupidest look.
"B-bbutt y-y-y..."
"Sure, i never thought we would have this conversation." I said cutting him off from his stuttering. "But i'm not going to deny it, your not attractive and sweet." I said, trying my hardest not to blush.
"So your saying you want to have this conversation?" He smiled like a little kid with rosie cheeks.
"Well Sam..."
