Adopted By Harry Styles

Chapter 14

For nearly seven minutes, the car ride was silent. All except for when Anne and Gemma casually talked, but it would never last long. I kept staring outside my window seeing nothing but trees and little stores roll by. Nothing truly amazing. But I did happen to see a man in a speedo riding a skateboard! Now that's something you don't see in San Francisco.

"I'm so excited!" said Anne, breaking the silence. "Our first girls day out!"

"I know I'm getting all swirly inside!" Gemma shouted.

"Maybe you shouldn't have eaten two hamburgers before we left!" Anne said. Anne started to take notice of me staring out the window. Did I do something wrong? "Aren't you excited Brooke?" she asked me.

"Yah," I say. "I guess..." That was the wrong thing to say. The worst thing to say!

"You're not excited?" Gemma said sadly.

"No no no! I am! It's just...it reminds me of the times me and my birth mother spent." It was true. Before the Styles and the orphanage, my mother and I would have a girls night out nearly every month. It would be one of the best days ever.

I remember her smile. It was that most beautiful thing about her.

"So does it make you happy? Or sad?" Anne asked. Kind of weird to say this, but Anne reminds me of my mom. They had the same voice...and the same smile. Memories are filling my head.

"I don't really know..." Was that the right thing to say? It felt wrong inside.

We arrived at the mall at exactly 5:04 pm and Anne and Gemma put a huge smile on their faces. "Are you ready?" Gemma asked. I nodded as they parked the car in the parking lot. We got out of the car and the first thing I know rices was that no paparazzi was around. That I could walk were ever I pleased. Awesome! "Come one then," said Anne. "Let's go."

It felt good to walk where ever I wanted to. Even though I've only been in the spotlight for two days now. The door opened itself (automatic people) and the first thing I noticed was a fat guy with a t-shirt way to small for him attempting to get through a door. Poor fellow. We made our way to a store called Forever 21 and according to my old friend Sabrina (my friend before I went to the orphanage) it was the best store she's ever been to.

The last thing I have of her is a silver flower hair pin. I never saw her again after I was put into that bloody orphanage.

Forever 21 had really great clothes, but they just didn't fit my style. I told that to Gemma and Anne, they understood. The next store we went to was Justice, now this is my style. I-well We bought some t-shirts and a few pairs of pants. 80% of the things we got were sparkling. Even the pants! Next we went to a place called Clare's.I don't know why we went in here in the first place. I don't have pierced ears. My mother would never let me have them even if I begged. "Would you like to get your ears pierced love?" Anne asked me.

My ears pierced? You mean getting a useless hole in your ear only to put a hoop or even a decoration inside your ear? "Sure! Why not?" I say. "But would Harry be okay with it?"

"Let me call him." Gemma suggests. I see her dial Harry's number and raise it to he right ear. "Hey Harry!" she yells. I hear Harry say something, put I can't really hear what he said. Sounded like a mumble, like he'd just woken up. Then again Harry does have a very deep voice, ether he was sleeping or it was just his voice. "Is it alright if Brooke gets her ears pierced?" I hear Harry's voice over the phone, but again I can't make out what he's saying.

"Ha-" Gemma gets interrupted. "All I need is a simple yes or no! Not a whole damn paragraph!" More mumbling on the other line. "Alright," says Gemma. "Thanks." She hangs up and sighs as she looks at me. "Guess who's getting their ears pierced!" The only thing I let out was a smile, but it was a huge smile. In the inside however I was terrified.