Walking further along, we finally reached the place that Uncle Troy wanted me to take the picture. Its time Luna, time to snap back into reality.
But I never did. I clicked the smooth button, heard the clicks of the snap, but didn't feel any differently. The blurred result taken only showed me the one thing I was lacking, and that was the passion. I wanted to change my views, I did, but for that particular moment, I wasn't ready. I didn't see the reason I was doing it; I didn't feel the empowerment of the image.
"So...." Uncle Troy curiously let out.
"Nothing. I still feel the same." He sighed at this; and I did too. In a single second I became angry, wanting to blame Ollie for all of this; it was me though. I brought this upon myself. I was the one with a closed mind-I had lost everyone I had cared for; everyone I loved.
It clicked inside of me like the perfectly timed snap of the perfectly captured image. The real reason I wanted to changed, or for use of a better term, the person I wanted to change for.
Brooklyn.
Every time I blinked or blanked out I was always taken back, back to the point of me excitedly rushing towards the door for our first date. Not only was it the first time I had felt freedom and happiness, it was the first time I had really knew what it was like to have nothing.
"Let's head home-"
"No." I stated, knowing exactly what I had to do, "Take me to the Beckham's."
"What?! Luna are you-"
"Please, Uncle. If I'm going to love photography, then I need to first love the photographer who has captured my heart. I need to tell him how much he means to me, of much I can see between us even if to everyone else it's some standard celebrities being in love. He saw something in me. Even through all the blurriness he saw the real me; and I messed that up. Its time to correct things."
"Are you sure?"
"Absolutely."
"Well then let's go!" Uncle Troy laughed in excitement. Both of us got in the car as quick as we possibly could.
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As we pulled over near their house, we saw Brooklyn walking away from it. This is it.
"Go get him Luna." Troy encouraged as I got out of the car, slamming the door shut and running on to the pavement from my side of the car.
"Brooklyn!" I yelled, trying to catch up with the guy I loved, who sported a white hoodie and shorts, his hands in his hoodie pockets. He stopped, pulling his hands straight out of his pockets and lifting the hood, revealing his beautiful face to me. His eyes had already seemed to be watering.
"What are you doing here? After 2 whole weeks? Luna just go." He said, preparing himself to turn around and continue walking. I walked closer to him now, not letting this opportunity to slip away. I was going to seize this moment.
"I'm sorry. What I said was wrong of me. I know it's hard to believe, but I want to know what makes photography special, and I want the best photographer I know to show me."
"You'll never understand what it all means Luna. If you were going to, you already would have by now." He tried to turn away again, but I grabbed his wrist. No way was I going to let him slip away. Brooklyn was the one I wanted to be with.
"But no one taught me too. I never appreciated them because they were always shoved in my face." I tried to argue, but my point was completely wrong here, and I soon realised it.
"They were in mine too Luna!! I hated it; I do hate it! It doesn't give me the excuse to say what you said!" Brooklyn exclaimed, clearly not wanting to carry on with this conversation. I couldn't really blame him though.
"Just leave me alone Luna." He tried to turn once again, and his arm slipped out of my wrist.
"Please Brooklyn, I love you! Please just show me what photography means to you; please allow me to show you how much I'm willing to do for you. What I said was disgusting, I know! I'm willing to pull my head out of such a place for you, just give me a chance, please!" Brooklyn froze at this. He turned around, his eyes all watered up.
"I love you too Luna." He croaked, running up to me and tackling me to the ground in a hug. I must admit it hurt my back, but I was ecstatic anyway! The man I loved was giving me a chance!
I was going to hug him back, but my arms were stuck to the floor by Brooklyn's body. A woman had walked past during the hug, muttering a 'disgusting teenagers', before walking of down the road. Brooklyn must've heard, as he let out a light laugh, getting up off of me and standing up. Ouch, I certainly felt the pain in my back from that collision with the floor.
Brooklyn sensed the pain and helped me up.
"I'm so sorry." He repeated a few times, only making me smile.
"It's okay, I hope now we can work through whatever is between us; and we can make it out together." I said, looking into his beautiful brown pupils. He looked in mine, and it melted my heart.
"So......?" Brooklyn broke the eye contact, clearly feeling a little awkward.
"So now we kiss. And after you're going to show me the beauty of the camera." I smiled, placing my hands on his smooth cheeks, forcing eye contact again. He didn't even hesitate to lean in and kiss me, his lips pressing against mine passionately. It took me by surprise at how quickly he had done so, but I certainly wasn't complaining.
We both pulled away after a few seconds, and Brooklyn flashed his white teeth happily.
"I love you Luna."
"I love you too, Brooklyn."
A/N: Lucky you, I've given you yet another update even though I'm doing my GCSE Exams!
Seriously I love your support so much it's unreal, so I had to give you this chapter. I'm seriously considering how I'm coping this much stuff to do, especially considering I'm ill. I almost gave up completely on my Geography exam this afternoon. I just kept going though and I'm honestly so proud of the strength of character I have. 3 more exams this week before breaking up, so it should hopefully be easier (although being ill is never easy)
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