Brooklyn's Point Of View:
I lay on my bed, gazing at the ceiling, recalling everything that had happened today,
Earlier, once Luna had left with her parents,I headed into the garden with my brothers, sister and Miles. Miles was a really cool dude, actually. He seemed really different from Luna, but I certainly saw one similar characteristic in him that I also have seen in Luna; worry. It wasn't really a surprise, I remember the news story 2 years ago, Miles went through something that was really taunting for his age; no one should have to face having their best-friend die. I completely understood the hidden look within his eyes; one of fear that Romeo faced somewhat of the same fate. It's amazing how someone's eyes can reveal their darkest secrets or the things that hurt them the most.
I did have a word with Miles about it, him breaking down and revealing he couldn't bear to lose another friend. Poor dude, it was truly saddening. We embraced, him thanking me for being there. He then thought it would lighten the mood to how he knew I had somewhat started to catch feelings for his sister, and if I hurt her then he's beat my ass. I remembered laughing, only for him to tell me he knew that I would never hurt her anyway. Miles were truly a character.
My thoughts now drifted to Luna, the girl who I seemed to be quite particularly fond of.
'Truly loving someone was having no idea why you like them, but you are drawn to them anyway' popped into my head, a saying said from my closer friend Malcolm. He was really psychological, always saying the most deep thoughts. It's one thing I admired about him, his perceptive knowledge more advanced than most. The saying really related to Luna right now. I had no idea why, but I was drawn to her. There was just that something that made me want to spend time with her, that made me want to talk to her and get to know her more.
I rolled over now, facing my nightstand as I looked determinedly at my phone. 'I have her number, maybe I should call her? Yes... no! Dude it's half past two in the morning you damn idiot!' I thought to myself, mentally kicking myself, the urge to be around her pretty strong. I just really needed to sleep, thinking too deeply about the kiss and whatever else had happened between us was going to ruin me if I thought too much on it. Yeah, sleep sounded like the best idea.
AN: Hey! I know it's pretty short, but I really wanted to give you guys an insight into Brooklyn's thought at this current time of the story. Do you like this chapter? Say so in the comments! Also vote if you did enjoy.
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