The boy next door (a Brooklyn Beckham fanfic)

Chapter 3

Brooklyn

The door opens and there he was , Brooklyn. We didn't say anything we just stared at eachother wide eyed. Then he rushed to me, grabbed my waist and hugged me tightly. The basket fell out out of my hand. I was still so shocked, then I wrapped my arms around him, leaned my head on his shoulder and started to cry. His mom came to the door to see what was taking so long. She seen us and ran to go get a the rest of the family. We never let go until Romeo pushed Brooklyn out the way and hugged me. I looked at Brooklyn and we were both crying. We smiled at each other as his mom rushed me inside. Brooklyn and I still not saying one word to each other. His mom sat me on the couch and asked how I have been and what I was doing in London. I said " I was doing good, and that California was great and how the beaches were nice and pretty. Oh and I am here cause I'm on vacation and visiting my grandma." I felt so welcome in their home since Romeo and Cruz kept fighting on who would sit next to me. I heard a baby cry and victoria , Brooklyn's mom, picked up a little girl and told me her namer was Harper. She was so adorable. As I held her on my lap Brooklyn jumped out of his seat and ran up stairs. When he came down he took Harper out of my Hands pulled me so that I would stand up and grabbed my arm. I didn't understand what he was doing until he was done. I looked at my wrist and there it was, our friendship bracelet. He finally spoke and said " I held on to that for all these years just in case I ever got to see you again." I turned to him and I smiled. He pulled up his sleeve and he still had his bracket on." You just made my day, no you just made my life" I told him. He smiled and said " I miss you, a lot."

There was a knock on the door and it was my grandma asking why I took so long. I got out my seat and Victoria gave me some eggs and I was just about to home when someone stopped the door from shutting. I looked down an Brooklyn's foot was in between the door and it's frame. He looked at me and said "would the both of you like to come over for dinner??" My grandma told him it was her bingo night but that I would come, alone." OK" Brooklyn said " see you then."