Those Curls

Chapter 22

Brooklyn's P.O.V

I woke up in Liam's strong arms. We were laying on my bed, still in the same clothes as yesterday. I looked up at him, and the memories from yesterday came flooding back to me. I nuzzled farther into Liam's chest and grabbed onto his shirt. I felt his grip around me tighten, and I looked up at him again. One of his eyes were open, and he opened the other eye when he saw me.

"Morning Cookie." Liam smiled at me. "What's wrong?" I shook my head and let go of his shirt.

"Nothing. And morning." We both sat up and I leaned into Liam's chest. I had missed this. Liam and me weren't talking while me and Harry were living together, and I hated it. I just really wanted, and needed this back.

"Mummy?" My door opened and Sophie's messy curls came into sight.

"I'm here baby." She ran over to me and Liam and jumped on us.

"Wiam!" She smiled, hugging Liam.

"Hey Boo." He smiled at her. She let go of Liam and got right in between us. Liam smiled down at her as she curled into my side. I heard a knock on the door that was already open and looked up. My mum was standing there with Lux who was making small gurgling noises.

"Hey mum. Did Luxy wake you?" I asked as my mum came towards us with Lux.

"No. I was in my office and I heard her crying. I thought I'd bring her to you." She handed me Lux and looked at me sadly.

"What?" I asked her.

"I'm glad Liam is here to help you." She walked out, closing the door behind her and I set Lux down on Liam's stomach.

"I am too." I told Liam. He gave me a smile and kissed my forehead. This is what I want right now, and I think it's best for me, Liam and the girls.

Harry's P.O.V

"Harry!" Caroline said for the millionth time. I took the pillow off my head and looked at her. "Finally. You are still hard to wake up. Some things never change." She smiled at me and got out of the bed. I waited until she was in the bathroom with the door closed when I groaned into my pillow. I got out of bed and went downstairs in only my boxers.

I grabbed the cereal box and a bowl, then poured the cereal into the bowl. I got the milk and a spoon out, then went to the bar. I finished my cereal in record time and put my dishes away. The house was so quiet without my girls. I went into the living room and sat on the couch, grabbing my phone off the table.

'Maybe she left a note telling me where she went?' I thought, looking around the couch. Nothing. 'Why would she? I left her and my kids like last time.' I made myself realize. I unlocked my phone and got on twitter. I looked at my notifications, and saw people were congratulating me on being with Caroline and leaving Brooklyn, then others were mad at me. The were right, and I know they loved Brook for the short while she was with me. By Now Liam has probably swooped in and saved the day.

"Haz?" I turned around and saw Caroline coming down, fully dressed and pampered. She smiled at me and walked over to the couch. "I have an interview, so I have to run. I'll be back by six." She kissed my cheek and walked out the door.

"I fucking hate her. No wonder I broke up with her, even though I wasn't supposed to." I said to myself once Caroline was gone. I looked down at my phone again and decided to put a tweet.

'@Harry_Styles: I know some of you are mad, and some are happy, but please leave @Brookie_Cookie alone.' I left it at that, then exited the twitter app.

I put my phone down and went upstairs to get dressed. I put on a pair of jeans and my 'Hipsta Please' shirt. I grabbed my brown beanie and put it over my hair, feeling too lazy to comb it. I walked downstairs and grabbed my phone, seeing I had a text. I unlocked my phone and opened my texts.

'Zayn: Hey. Why did you leave Brook? I thought you loved her?'

I didn't know how to reply to that. I couldn't tell anybody, or else management would make something bad happen. I know I can trust Zayn, but what if they find out? I finally decided I would tell Zayn, just tell him not to tell anybody.

'I'll be over in five. Have something to tell you.' I grabbed my keys and locked the house, then got in my car. I drove to Zayn's flat and went inside.

"Zayn?" I asked, walking in and looking around.

"In here!" He yelled from his bed room. I walked in and saw Zayn upside down on his bed with is head hanging off the end. "Hey."

"What are you doing?" I asked, laughing a bit.

"I lost my mirror." I laughed and walked over to his dresser.

"Found it." I said, picking it up and smiling at him.

"Okay. Now what do you want to talk to me about?" He asked. We went into the living room and sat down on the couch.

"Okay, you have to promise not to tell anybody." He nodded, and I continued. "Okay, the first time I broke up with Brooklyn was because of management. They told me that I had to date Caroline Flack. And they told me I couldn't tell anybody. Well, I broke up with her, then everything happened until about a week into the tour. Management called again and told me I had to date Caroline again, meaning I would have to break up with Brooklyn. I didn't know what to do. So I told Brook we had to break up. She's gone, and so are my babies. I don't know where she is, and I can't do this with Caroline again." I finished and Zayn's eyes widened.

"Really? They can tell us what to do for work, but why do they do it to our personal life?" He asked. I shrugged and looked down at my phone.

"That's why I broke up with her. I didn't want to. I had to." I unlocked my phone and checked twitter. Brooklyn had posted a picture of her and Liam with the girls. I looked at the picture, and I was right. Liam saved the day, and now I was the bad guy. I had to fix this, but I had no clue how.