Adopted By Harry Styles

Chapter 31

I finished my Algebra 30 minutes ago as well as my History homework. I was just about to finish the last question on my Biology homework when I got a text. It's Justin.

I'm around the corner but there are about 5 or even 8 paps on your lawn!

I reply almost instantly, making my homework fumble off my lap.

I'll be out in 5. Just keep your head down!

I rush out of my room leaving my homework on my bed. I still had French to do. Oh hell with it! Justin could be in a pickle!

When did I start saying that? Well, it's stoping right now...

I run past Harry as he was walking up the stairs. "Where are you going?" Harry asked.

"Justin's outside and the paps are about to cram him!" I fly open the door as paps tired their best to get a photo of me. "BROOKE," they yelped, "OVER HERE!"

I ignored them all. All that mattered right now was getting Justin. I rushed through the lawn and saw Justin. He was wearing black sunglasses and a hoodie which is quite smart of him to bring. I rush towards him and hug him. Now the paps' cameras are flashing nonstop!

"What ever you do," I say in his ear, "don't answer any questions no matter what they are. Even if they ask you are you a fucking alien you don't answer! Okay?" I feel him nod and we let go of one another. Everything except our hands, which we grip firmly. We start making out way as Justin and I keep looking at the ground.

"BROOKE ARE YOU AND JUSTIN DATING?!"

"JUSTIN OVER HERE!"

"BROOKE IS HARRY TREATING YOU WELL?!"

"IS IT TRUE THAT HARRY HAS BEEN ABUSIVE, BROOKE?!" I quickly stopped walking and gave that pap a death glare. He stopped taking photos and started to back up. That's right, be afraid you bastard.

I was ten seconds away from kicking his ass. Then, we started walking again with our heads down again, still hand in hand. Well.. More like my hand in his wrist...

We finally manage to make it to the door and slam the door in the paps face.

"Do you ever get used to that?" Justin asks me.

"Never," I say. We realize we're still holding hand. It becomes really awkward. We let go of one another and start heading out way up stairs.

"Hi Justin!" Harry says as we pass through him.

"Hi!" Justin says ecstatically. We enter my room and shut the door. Harry's fine with it as long as I don't lock it. He told me because he no longer trusted me with locked doors since I tried to commit suicide not to long ago.

I still have my bruise and it doesn't seem to be healing fast enough. I hate having to wear scarfs everyday. But they do look nice on me.

"So what's wrong?" I say to Justin as I sit down on my bed as Justin stood. "Did your parents hurt you?! Did they say things to you?!"

"I'm fine now," said Justin.

"But did something happen?"

"Yah..." Justin didn't look like himself now that I got a better look at him. He was almost as white as a sheet. He look like he'd seen a ghost. His eyes were puffy and red. He'd been crying and by the looks of it, it was resent.

Justin looked at me straight in my eyes, then looked at the ground. "My dad," he said, "today was the day he sees me. It doesn't happen to often but when it does, hell breaks loose in my house. Sometimes my mother tries to protect me anyway she can. She may be a drunk, but I can tell that she loves me.

"Anyway, today I got a phone call from my dad. He told me, and I quote, to get my ass down here this instant. I don't question my father. That's why I didn't walk home with you today.

"So when I went home I saw my mom crying helplessly on the floor. I screamed 'Dad what did you do?!' and he just looked at me with a smirk. Then he started running full speed towards me and I started running away from him. I ran upstairs and he followed be and u was scared to death.

"I went in my room and before I could close the door, my dad came bursting in. He started to scream 'YOURE SUCH A NO GOOD, STUPID, PAIN IN THE ASS'. He was drunk." Justin stopped talking which I was okay with considering I can see sadness in his eyes.

"You don't have to continue," I tell him.

"Can I show you something, Brooke?" I knew this couldn't be good. Justin lowered his hoodie and slowly removed his sunglasses. His eye was pure purplish-black.

"Oh my god!" I yelped, thankfully, Harry didn't hear me. "Are you sure you're okay?!"

"Yah, this from 30 minutes ago. I'll be alright." I quickly get up from my bed and hug him like no other hug I've giving him. "I'm sorry that you had to go through it all," I say. I meant it because I had to go through not long ago.

"I-I'm alright." Justin was crying, though he didn't make any sounds.

"Don't forget that I'll always be here for you." I let go of him and put my hand on his cheek. "Always." Then we hug again.

"Thanks Brooke," Justin said in my ear, "you're my best friend."

I raise my head and look straight into his eyes. Green. Then, the both of us started to look at each others lips, then eyes, then lips again. Light pink. We started to slowly move our head close to one another.

What's the hell is happening?!

When our lips almost touch, we hear a knock on my door and quickly step away from one another. "Brooke?"

It was Harry I mean, who else would it be? Elvis?

"Your doing work right?"

"Y-Yes Harry," I answer.

"Alright, just checking." He's footsteps walked away.

"What just happened?" said Justin.

"I have no idea.."

Justin and I just looked at one another in embarrassment. Then, we just sit down on my bed, Justin on my right, and started my French homework as I rested my head in his shoulder.

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Authors Note

Ooooooooh Brooke and Justin almost kissed! Sorry if you were expecting them to kiss on this chapter but NOPE Harry knocked right on it!

HAHAHAHAHA I'm evil....

So I ran out of ideas to make this chapter which is why it's so short...at least in my opinion.

So 20 people DMed me on telling me what couple name Justin and Brooke should be. She decided Brostin and as requested, your name is anonymous.

Hehehe.

So I've started working on my school working in my THREE school essays for my freshman year of high school. I have to do 2 English books and 1 social studies book. In other words, I'm busy.

Hehehehe I'm smart

Until next chapter y'all ;)