I sat in my room looking at myself in the mirror. "I'm never going to be them" I said to myself as tears escaped my eyes. Why am I so hurt? I guess because I've been holding in my real feelings for Chris for a whole year and he's been faking he cared for me. I agreed to help him with this arrangement because I loved him. Stupid of me. I sat on my bed and sighed. I wiped the tears from my eyes looking at the ring on my finger. I slid it off and put it on the dresser beside my bed. "It's not real" I said to myself. I felt more warm tears run down my cheeks. "Stop crying" I spoke to myself. I got up and wiped my face down with my towel. "Ewww" I said as I saw my eyes become red and puffy from crying. I heard my TV come on in my living room and I jumped. "What the" I said out loud. "Hello?" I said walking down my hall seeing Chris waiting for me to come back. "Why are you still here?" I asked nervously. His presence was demanding and strong. "I just want to have a talk. A real talk. No arrangement or work. Just us. Me. Christopher and you Brooklyn" he said turning the TV off. I shook my head as more tears threatened to escape my eyes. I turned to walk away but I felt him grab my waist. "Brooklyn talk to me" he said holding me tight. I could feel my tears rushing out. "I...I..can't. " I said trying to escape his grasp. He only held me tighter. "Tell me what's hurting you Brooke please" he said. I sighed and turned to him. "YOU! YOU'RE HURTING ME CHRIS!" I started. I watched his face change in shock. "I LOVE YOU CHRIS YOU CANT SEE THAT? I LOVE YOUR DAUGHTER SHE'S AMAZING AND MAKES ME HAPPY. YOU MAKE ME HAPPY. THIS WHOLE STUPID FUCKING ARRANGEMENT IS TAKING OVER US. YOU DONT EVEN LOOK AT ME IF ITS NOT ABOUT THE ARRANGEMENT. I WANT TO KISS YOU AND IT BE REAL. NOT CAUSE YOUR DUMB ASS PR SAID TO DO IT!! I KNOW I DON'T COMPARE...compare ..to...to the other girls...your exes ..and the girls you like... They're beautiful... I just..wanted everything to be real...I really fell in love with you and everyday I wish I was still just a regular fan daydreaming about loving you and being with you and knowing I could never have you over pretending to have your heart and know I fucking don't Chris! I hate this because I really love you and know you don't even like me" I said crying at the last word. I tried pushing away from him but he held me and kept staring. "Please.. Let..me..g..g.go" I said through tears and hiccups. "Brooklyn" he said pulling me into him. "Chris please.. " I said fighting him and hitting his arms. He only held me tighter. "Brooke calm down. Your heart is racing" he said concerned. "I. I'm fine" I said feeling sudden changes in my heart rhythm. "It's just...a panic. " I said feeling my legs get weak. "Brooke..." Chris said as I slowly fell to the ground holding on to Chris for my life. "Hey.." He said. I stayed silent trying to my breathing exercises and keep calm. "I... I'm OK.." I said breathing heavily and sitting up pulling myself up with my counter. He stood quickly watching me like a hawk. "I'm fine..you can go" I said through heavy breathing and tears. "Brooklyn I..." He said reaching out to me. "You really don't have to say anything Chris" I said sighing and finally catching my breath. "As a matter of fact I'll release a statement making things seem like I broke up with you or something." I spoke turning from him.
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The Business Arrangement
RandomWhen Brooklyn Simo'ne is presented with the idea of pretending to be Chris Browns girlfriend she's shocked. She finds herself falling for him but he's still in his single ways forgetting they have to keep up the image. Their friendship is torn apart...
