"Oh let her enjoy her win and leave her be, Brooklyn." I heard Victoria say from behind me as the limo pulled up.
"You told him?" Violet scolded me quietly as we both got into the limo. The Beckham's were a little ways behind us so we were the only ones in the limo for a minute.
"Can we please talk about this when we get back to the penthouse?" I shushed her as I saw the Beckham's approaching the limo.
"Elena," Violet gave me a disapproving look as Brooklyn got into the limo, the rest of his family following closely behind.
"How does it feel to have just won two thousand euros?" Cruz, the youngest boy in the family asked me.
"It feels, weird, I guess." I shrugged and laughed.
"I think a congratulations is in order," Victoria laughed. "Congratulations to you, Elena!"
"Thank you so much," I smiled.
"Are you guys hungry?" David asked. Harper shouted yes, and Victoria gently shushed her.
"I think Elena and I are just going to head back to the penthouse, thank you though." Violet glanced at me then smiled at the Beckham's.
"No problem, if you change your mind we can have someone bring you up some take out." David nodded.
"Thank you." Violet and I said in sync, both of us nodding, too.
"Then it's settled, please go to the hotel first." Victoria said to the driver.
"I think I am going to go to our penthouse." Brooklyn spoke up.
"Really?" Victoria asked. "Are you feeling alright?"
"I'm feeling sick, actually." Brooklyn clenched his stomach and had a sour expression on his face.
"That's fine, you can let us know if you are feeling up to dinner, too."
"I will, thank you mum and dad." Brooklyn still had the sour expression on his face, but it looked fake and overused to me.
The limo came to a stop and I looked out the window, the huge hotel right outside. "We have arrived at the hotel." The driver said as he slid the glass barrier open.
"Thank you." Victoria said as Violet, Brooklyn and I got out and said our goodbye's.
The limo pulled away as the three of us walked through the hotel and to the elevator. "Hope you get feeling better." I said, halfheartedly as Violet and I walked towards our, well Lili's penthouse.
"I haven't had a stomach ache since I was thirteen, thankfully." Brooklyn stopped by our penthouse door. "And our conversation is not over yet."
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Look Alike (Brooklyn Beckham fanfic)
Fanfiction{COMPLETED} "Can you go see if they have a map in their, please?" My older sister, Violet asked me as we stood outside a fancy hotel. "You have lived in Rome for six months, how do you not know your way around this place?" I asked as I rushed into...
