Brooklyn's game

Chapter 3 || Doorsteps and Doorknobs

Danielle's POV

That boy is driving me so crazy I am on the verge of tears. First he hurts me the. He forgets who I am and now it's 11pm and I'm still waiting for him to come pick up his stupid shirt.

After another half an hour I am about to nod off when I'm startled by a knock at the door.

I jump up, immediately and open the door. Of course there is a smug looking Brooklyn Beckham standing before me.

"Is this what time you have dinner?" I ask him, irritated.

"Sorry about that I had some stuff to do and there was a lot of traffic." By stuff I'm guessing he meant Nicole.

But as if he could read my mind he said,

"Like homework and shit. Not a lot of fun but I gotta do it." I feel a little embarrassed that I thought so low of him

But i guess once you have an impression of someone you don't change it.

I look at him for what feels like about 20 minutes but was probably only 30 seconds, until he coughs and looks at the ground.

"Well?" he asks, shoving his hands in his pockets.

"Oh sorry hold on." I blushed a little and looked at my feet. "Come in I'll be a sec"

I run up the stairs, grab the stairs and try to usher the boy out my life forever.

"Hang on." he turns to face me before he leaves, "me and my friends are having a party next week, if you want you can come?"

My immediate reaction would be to say no but after what he did to me maybe I could have a little fun.

"Sure. I'll give you my number, text me the deets" Crap. did I really just say deets?

"K" he shrugs and I hand over a piece of paper with my number on it and he smiles. I try to not think about the fact that he had my number before. He doesn't say anything about it so he must have deleted it. Probably to make room for loads of other girls numbers.

"See you soon" I smile a very fake smile before closing the door and sliding down onto the floor and crying.

That boy completely ruined my life and I can't believe I'm about to let him back into it.