Adopted By Harry Styles

Chapter 35

I just kept looking out the window of the airplane. I wasn't in the best of moods but, have you ever felt so happy in your life, like you were the happiest person in the world, and then it's taken away from you.

I had to experience that more then any person should.

We had one more hour until we were in Ireland. Greg texted Harry around five minutes ago, telling us that Niall was going to have his surgery in three more hours. Good thing we have one more out till we get there.

"Is it possible to call Niall from here?" I asked Harry.

"No," Harry said straightforward, "there's no service up here."

"Then how did you get the text?"

"Well... uh.. no more question!" I smiled them stared out the window once more.

I started thinking about Justin and Liv. What were they doing at this very moment? Were they talking about Lucy and her betrayal? What was Lucy doing? Was she with the other Anglez and laughing on how they beat me up.

I wish I had the answers. At least that's what I think.

I started playing with the tiny TV trying to find some good to watch or something to make fun of. Switching through the channels, I found This Is Us. Talk about ironic. I nudge Harry on his shoulder and point to the screen. "What do you know!" He says. I hand him an ear bud but turns it down.

"Come on!" I say. "You know you want to." I start to swing the ear bid in his face and after a minute or so, he takes it and starts watching it with me.

"I looked younger," he said.

"You really did."

For the next half hour we watched This Is Us although, Harry wouldn't stop talking so all I heard wasn't the movie, it was him and his voice.

Did you know he sneezes like a dog?

We got so caught up in the movie tht once we felt the bump, Harry hugged me so tight I though I was going to suffocate. Yah, he got scared of the bump but that's my father.

"Harry...you're..squishing...me..." I managed to say with my check nearly covering my mouth.

"Sorry Brooke!" He then let go of me as I took a deep breath. "We're here," I say looking out the window.

"Yah," Harry said. "By the way, I have to warn you. There might be paps outside so hang on to me if you feel uncomfortable or any sort if thing like that. Got it?"

"Yes captain." I mimic. I get my bag-the one that Gemma and Anne got me- from under my seat which held the Black Beats Louis got me for my non-suicidal party, Harry Potter and the Philosophers Stone, my iPhone, and my wallet with a mini picture of both my new family and my birth family.

It's go time.

Harry and I exit the plain which my greeted by flight assistants wishing us a good time. I got out my beats and put them around my neck. I was trying to look badass but at the same time, corky. I get the corky ness from the king of corky. Harry.

The next thing I know, We were surrounded by about five paps. "It's strange," Harry says.

"I know, you never see this many paps in an airport in England." I automatically recall Harry saying that in an airport in This Is Us. Like father like daughter-ish I guess. Flashing light came in every direction and even shockingly, some flashing came from above my head. And I'm bloody 5'6! Okay now I'm really starting to sound British.

Walking toward the exit of the airport felt like we were taking a journey through a jungle. We didn't know where the hell to go. The paps only made it worse. Pretty soon, people (aka teenagers) started to recognize us on the spot you know what happens next. Before you know it, Harry and I started to take pictures with fans. Someone even asked for my autograph which has never happened to me before. Shocking I know. The paps started to becomes bigger and bigger in my own prospective and the more that came, the more anxious I was. All of a sudden, a camera man pushes his way through every pap that was in his path. "Harry! Brooke, I'm Tim from TMZ."