We just got back from that wonderful date. We walk into the boys and Harry's apartment next the the girls'. There is a purple suitcase sitting next to the door. I wonder who's it is. I know it-"The girls said they packed yours since you don't have anything here. They enjoined digging through their closets for close for you. It's weird but they did," Harry said cutting me off in my thoughts. I nod like usual.
I suddenly hear, more voices then just the other boys, and they are coming from the living room. I was confused and Harry probably knew that because he spoke up again, "The opening band are here to get on the tour bus with us."
Ooh. What if they don't like me? What if they just automatically hate me? What would I do? What if the one that ends up hating me turns everyone against me? I could never live with myself if anyone absolutely hated me on their tour. I would ruin the whole tour. Maybe I shouldn't have agreed to come. I never-
"Brianna. Hey Brianna," Harry said waving his hand in my face.
"What?" I asked.
"Ooh you kinda zoned out then you looked like you saw a ghost," Harry informed me.
"Oh sorry just thinking," I said, "Do you think they'll like me? I mean I'm not that great and I'm kinda shy and I'm-"
I didn't notice I was pacing back and forth till Harry stopped me and lifted my chin. "Brianna quite overthinking everything. They will love you and even if they don't I will still love you."
"Thanks," I blush and grab his hand. My hair fell in front of my face like it does everytime to cover my blushing. He walks me into the living room with him. All heads turn toward us. All eyes feel like they are watching me. I'm starting to feel insecure. I start to hide behind Harry more. I see Niall sitting on the far side of the couch with a bright blue haired boy next to him. There are three other boys sitting talking to different boys. He just stood out to me. I noticed a brown haired girl next to a light brown haired boy. They all stand to introduce themselves to me.
"Hi I'm Luke," the light brown haired boy said, "this is Micheal, Calum, and Ashton and this girl is my girlfriend Ronnie."
"I'm Brianna," I say quietly, "Harry's girlfriend," I add.
"It's nice to meet you Brianna. Hopefully we can be friends," Ronnie said. I just smile and nod.
Alley's POV.
I walk into the boys flat and see Brianna nodding at some chick. Zayn was checking her out. By then I was still unnoticed and pissed off. I walked out and slammed the door.
How could he, he knows we are dating so why would he check out any other girls? I trust him yes, but this was different he was smirking to him self and spent extra time looking at her boobs. She has bigger boobs then me and I think he noticed that. Ass wipe.
I start down the stairs and out the door to the street. I don't know where I'm going but I'm not going to stay in there and have my boyfriend, maybe ex, check out someone right infront of me. I might as well take a walk to the park.
I walk into the park to see kids playing and running around. I wish I was still a kid so I didn't have to worry about all this shit. Like when everyone was little they were friends with everyone, no one got bullied, and there were no boy problems. He just ruined my plans to go on tour with him.
Brianna's POV.
All I see is the back of Alley's head as she storms out of the door and slams the door. I wonder why? I try to think back to what happened. Zayn was checking Ronnie out. I would be mad to if Harry did that to me.
I wonder where she would go, then I think back to our childhood together. She's at the park, I know it for a fact. I know she's pissed too and she wouldn't want to see Zayn, yet.
"The park," I mumble. I got lots of confused looks I guess they heard me.
"What do you mean?" Zayn asked. "Alley just ran out and you wanna go to the park?!"
"SHE WOULDNT HAVE RAN OUT IF YOU WOULDNT HAVE BEEN CHECKING RONNIE OUT," he looked like he saw a ghost. Ronnie was blushing, her cheeks where as red as a tomato. While Luke was pissed. "I DONT WANNA GO TO THE PARK BUT THATS WHERE SHE WOULD GO BECAUSE YOUR BEING A DICK AND CHECKING OUT OTHER PEOPLE!" I finish and ran out the house and slammed the door.
Zayn's POV.
Yes I was checking her out. Who wouldn't? She's really pretty. But Alley is prettier. I have to find her. I have to go find her.
Brianna walks out and slams the door shut. I need to find and talk to her not Brianna. But if I find her she's going to be pissed. Maybe I should let her cool off.
I stand there think of what to do. Everyone was staring at me. I was trying to zone them out but Ronnie walks up to me. I look down at my feet feeling embarrassed and ashamed. Before I know it a small hand slaps across my face. It's so strong that my face turns. I deserved that for what I did.
"ARE YOU CRAZY I HAVE A BOYFRIEND AND YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND YOU DONT LOOK AT OTHER GIRLS WHILE YOUR DATING A GIRL. THAT WAS A REAL DOUCHE BAG MOVE. SHE PROBABLY HATES ME. YOU ARE SUCH A BITCH," she started to jump at me but Luke and Ashton held her back. She kept thrashing in their hold so Liam helped hold her back. After a couple minutes of her trying to get at me she stopped knowing she couldn't get out of their hold and she was tiering out fast. "You no go cheating dick head," she mumbled still in their hold. "get off of me," she snapped at them they all let go and stepped back fast. They were still close enough to grab her if she tried to kill me again. She walked closer to me, the boys watching closely, and points at me, "just because your a celerity doesn't mean you have to be a douche to girls and a player and a cheater." With that Ronnie walks off. She is right, I know it, everyone knows it.
I have to find Alley and apologize I just hope she will forgive me and still go on tour with me.
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Sorry for not updating in a while. I just wanted to make longer chapters and I haven't had that much time to write.
Can I get 200 reads? The sooner I get 200 the sooner I update.
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FanfictionHe's so handsome. Rich. Talented. Perfect. I'm just a homeless girl that wonders the city. I have a rough background and his is probably perfect. I've seen him walking on the street. But he hasn't seen me. I won't allow it. I won't let him judge me.