You & I

Meeting brooke

Brooke ' s life has always been tough. she was the 2nd oldest out of 5 brothers and 1 sister, her mom died a couple years ago but they still felt the pain, her dad soon became an  achocoholic soon after he's wife died and blamed everything on brooke, for her mom's death and her wanting to  get divorced before she pasted away from horrible lung cancer she hid for all these year, her brothers and sister moved away awhile ago leaveing brooke and her dad after her mom died.brooke was walking home from work at a bakery, she got paid today which was only 16$ and her tips she got today which was only 1.98, she walked past a crowd of screaming young girls she snapped her head in the direction only to see the world's most popular boy band one direction. she stopped for a minute and then remembered her dad is wanting her home she looked for a half a minute and saw those beautiful Hazle eyes and a large and  curly mop of brown hair brooke being shy she blushed and started to walk away realizing she and him are different and will probably never have a future togather but when she heard a British accent calling out she already knew it was the boy with those beautiful Hazle eyes and curly mop of brown hair.  She snapped her head to the voice to see it was the boy she shyly smiled and waved lightly he ran up to her "hi there" he said with a big bright smile showing those to Die for dimples, brooke just waved and tucked her blonde hair behind her ear "what's your name love?" he asked his eyes looking into her bright blue eyes "I - I'm Brooke" I studdered shy "nice to meet you I'm harry" he smiled and hugged her rubbing her back to comfort her she giggled "I'm sorry but  I got to get going my dad is waiting for me" she said

"oh can I maybe get your number" he asked "um I don't have a phone I have a email though" she said wanting to keep in contact  "um sure" he said smiling brightly "okay it's brooke Jones @gmail.com" she said blushing (completely made that up)  "okay ill email you" he said and kissing Brookes cheek, she blushed harder "bye harry" she waved turning around and walking away she started to run home harry laughed thinking it was a joke but brooke was scared her dad will hurt her if she doesn't get home in time to fix him his dinner. She walked through the door lights off only light source was the TV she looked over seeing her dad passed out with a bottle of vodka in his hand she tipped toe over to the stairs walking in as she stepped on the first step it creaking as she put all of her weight on it she looked over at her dad not seeing him anymore she looked around cautiously but not really seeing anything because of the lights off she heard footsteps near and then and arm touch her neck tracing "where were you" he smirks putting a hand around her waist pulling her into him "I - I um had to help later tonight" I studdered "no you weren't you little slut" she shout  she gasped and tears stream down Brookes tan cheeks "oh is the little slut crying? " he smirked she wiped her tears he spun her around facing him he slapped her cheek "answer me you little slut" he shouted in her face she fell down and her dad kicked her in the ribs and spit on her face and walked away she tried standing up but falling her dad laughing cruelly  she started to crawl up the stairs getting to her the top and bracing her self standing and holding her sided as she walked to her pail  as she walked to her mirror wiping the spit off her face she laid down crying  her laptop dings she sat up grabbing it -to be continued-

wow that was a long chapter wasn't it? so how did you like it please message or comment below and tell me how you feel about brooke and harry. okay so I'll probably do another chapter tonigh but if I don't get to it I'll do it soon I promise:)

sorry for the cliffhanger:)))) mauh! that's my kisses to my unicorns. 

bye my unicorns :)

ps: I promise I'm not crazy okay maybe a little