Brooke’s P●O●V
The two made their ways up the staircase. Once they reached Brooke’s room- a hot pink and zebra coated room- Janella sat down on the bed. Brooke pulled up her rolling chair, plopping down in front of her best friend.
“So?”
Janella looked from side to side. “So . . .”
“When are you going to tell me about you unbelievable relationship? I mean it’s HARRY STYLES!!! You’re so lucky!!”
“Brooke, I’m not telling you anything.”
“Wh-”
Cutting off Brooke to distract her, Janella asked:
“Why don’t you tell me your secret? You said something about it at the door? . . . ”
“Oh yeah, Nella! I completely forgot!”
“So . . .” Janella curiously exaggerated.
“Yeah, so do you know Mark? My friend that my mom mentioned to you?”
Janella thought for a moment before she responded.
“Oh, yeah! That’s what I wanted to ask you about . . . did you not tell me you had a boyfriend when I moved here?”
“Wait how’d you know?”
“That’s not important, but why didn’t you tell me?”
“Well, we hadn’t been talking for a bit and it just sort of happened . . . you know?” she explained, smiling.
“Yeah,” Janella breathed. “I guess so . . .” she sighed while trailing.
I guess so . . .
Brooke examined Janella- sighing and looking like she was in a whole other world.
Then she spoke.
“Janella. I’m truly sorry. I’ve been texting you for a couple days when you first got here, but I guess I got so caught up in my new boyfriend- that I like completely ditched you. Sorry!”
Looking up, Janella directly pointed her eyes in Brooke’s direction. She watched as Brooke, half-smiled but tried to show how truly sorry she was. She knew she was waiting for an “It’s okay” or “I forgive you” but she just didn’t know how to say it. She too, was extremely unhappy with herself at the moment. Quietly, she opened her mouth to speak words.
“Brooke, I”
*HONK*
Startled, the girls quickly jumped up from their seats and looked out the nearest window.
“Who could that jerk possibly be?” Brooke confusedly asked.
As Janella replayed Brooke’s words in her mind- it suddenly hit her. Jerk.
“Ugh, Brooke” she began frantically, “I got to go!”
And off she was racing out Brooke’s back door.
They had found her.
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When Everything Falls Apart {BEING EDITED}
FanficBeing single at Janella Erick’s age isn’t what every girl is, but it just so happens that she and her best British friend, Brooke are. Although she hates to admit it, Janella not only acts hard to get- but IS hard to get- that is, until her life swi...
