I Hate That I Love You (Beau Brooks fan fic)

Chapter 7 - Changing

Hey guys,

Okay, so I know I said I'll update a week after my previous chapter and I didn't. Another 5 months later and I finally decide to update again. I don't really know what's going on in the story or what I'm writing but I'm just gonna go with it and see what happens from there. I hope you enjoy this chapter.

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HATTIES POV

Tayla and I just made it back to the Brooks' house after dining out at Hungry Jacks and I see Tayla run immediately to the bathroom. I look at the boys and they all give me a dumbfounded look that they have as less of an idea of what's going on as I do. I swing my head back and chase after Tayla who, once I find her, has her head perched in the toilet bowl. Slight gushes of vomit explode over the bowl. "Tayla. Are you okay?" I walk closer and crouch down beside her. I pull her hair back and start to stroke her back fighting the urge to gag at the awful smell of puke. It doesn't help that I have a weak stomach. "I'm fine" Tayla finally replies. She looks at me with a weak smile and chuckles faintly as though she's trying to cover up what had just happened. "Okay, I have no idea what that was all about or why it happened but you do not look fine. I'm taking you home" I say and grab her by the arm. I attempt to pull her up but she slouches to the ground and refuses to get up. "I told you already, I'm fine. I don't need to go home. I've got this under control" she replies and I almost burst out in a sarcastic laugh. Instead, I throw her arm back down and chuck my arms dramatically in the air. "Fine then, if that's what you want then I'll leave you here by yourself to clean this up" and before I give her a chance to reply I walk away and don't turn back.

I walk back into the lounge where the boys are still utterly confused about the whole situation. "Don't worry about it, she's fine" I respond to their worried expressions and force a fake smile. "Okay then, who's up first?" Luke says and holds up a bottle of foundation and powder.

TAYLAS POV

I sit in the bathroom alone for what felt like forever before making my way up to my feet again. I assess over what had just happened and realised that I had bottled up for a while now a whole lot of guilt which came to a point where it had to all come out. Guilt which I obviously thought I couldn't control over Hattie and Jai, and Hattie being the one getting more attention over me. I also realise now that everything Beau said to me tonight was true. Everything he said about me was true. "I've got to go now, bye" I walk straight from the bathroom to the front door without stopping in between. Just as I was about to twist the door open, I stop. "Going so soon?! We were just getting started. Are you alright?" Beau speaks and hearing his voice again from earlier makes me want to puke again. "Yeah I'm fine. Didn't realise how tired I was until it hit me just then" I lie. I had to. Anything that would get me away from these people faster. "Oh, are you sure? You can crash on my bed instead" Beau offers politely but I refuse. "I think it's just best if I go home, but thanks anyway" I smile at him awkwardly and open the door. "Bye" I say and they all reply in unison.

I race it back home in the dark. The streets are quiet but there's still enough life in them to know that the towns not abandoned. I have no time in between the front door and my bedroom to make pit stops along the way. No 'hello's' to mum or dad. No food or drink. Instead I climb straight for my room and shut the door behind me.

I look at myself closely in the mirror and then start pulling out pieces of jewellery from my ears. About 3 or 4 come out of each side and I'm left with a nose piercing, and 3 ear piercings on either side. I get my makeup remover and wipe every corner of my face to remove the layers of product I've lathered my skin with. My skin is pale, but not too light. I guess you could consider my hair as being 'tumblr' hair. It's long, wavy and it's dip dyed blonde at the ends from it's usual caramel brown. "1st mission, take off makeup and unnecessary piercings. Check" I say to myself and flick my finger in the air in the motion of a tick. I have a nice skin complexion, clear of acne and scars I only notice once I've taken off all my makeup. I pull up my hair in a high ponytail and fall back onto my bed. I bury my face into my palms and smack my cheeks around a little to liven my brain back up from my guilt trip scenario I had not long ago. "2nd mission, sort out my clothes. In progress" I roll off my bed and throw open my wardrobe where all my clothes are situated. I start pulling out every piece of clothing and chuck them into a pile on the ground. "Tayla?!" I get a fright. Stones are getting thrown at my upstairs window. I move towards the window and look around outside. Another stone is thrown at my window and that's when I see who it is. "Beau? What are you doing here?" I open the window and yell. "Can you please let me in?" he calls back. "It's cold and I need to talk to you" I scratch the back of my head and contemplate for a moment. "How good are you at climbing?"

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I tell Beau what happened back at their house and why I did it. We're sitting on my bed under my covers and I'm lying with my head on his chest. I can feel his steady heart beat. His warm body. His sweet scent of cologne and aftershave. "I fucked up Beau. My life is fucked up" Tears threaten to fall down my cheeks as I muffle into his shirt. "Yeah, you did but it's not too late to turn it around. I see you've already made a start" He smiles and runs a finger down my rosy cheek. "Yeah?! Well I didn't get very far as you can see" I say sarcastically and point over to my massive pile of clothes sprawled out on the floor. "You know what, I like the natural look you're going for" he tilts my head up with the same finger and looks me in the eyes. His rich, green eyes are beautiful. I can't help but stare into them. Silence fills the air. "You're so beautiful" he whispers. My cheeks flush bright red. "No ones ever called me beautiful before" I smile and break the stare between us two, looking down at the rich golden skin of his bare chest. More silent moments linger around us and my body starts to feel heavy. "I'm tired" I whisper to Beau. My eyes flutter open and shut. "I'm just gonna, gonna close my eyes for a bit" I shut them tight. My body collapses fully onto Beau and he wraps his arms around me. "Sweet dreams beautiful" he whispers and I feel him press his soft lips onto my warm cheek. I only mumble sounds back.

Maybe Beau is a good kid like I thought. Maybe he might be good for me. My mind is filled with thoughts of Beau. I drift off thinking of him, and only him.

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Okay so, Yaaaasss I've finally updated. It took a little longer than expected but I finally did it. *insert applause here* I hope you enjoyed this chapter. If you did, please Vote/Comment.

-Claudia xx