Moments

Chapter 12

12

Harry's POV

<FLASHBACK TO THIS MORNING>

I heard shouting and walked out onto the upper deck where it was coming from. I saw Brooke standing there on the phone with someone. The person was shouting at her and I saw her eyelids brim with coming tears. I yearned to go and hold her but I held myself back. She suddenly screamed/groaned and threw the phone as far as she could and she quickly ran over to the side of the ship to see her cell phone hit the water.

She stayed frozen for a split second and then shook her head and started walking back to her room, not even noticing my presence. I walk further out onto the deck and look over to where she had been looking. I sigh and head back to my room as well.

<END OF FLASHBACK>

I look across the breakfast table and stare at Brooke. She sat there across from me. Her face blank and just emotionless.

She appeared to be thinking deeply. "Brooke, check it out." Louis said and everyone looked to him. He breathed onto his spoon and put in on his nose and it stuck there and he laughed. Liam's eyes widened and he screamed, jumping up and running out of the room. We all burst out in laughter. All except Brooke. She only slightly smiled and looked down to her lap, that expressionless look appearing back on her face. I seemed to be the only one noticing the sudden change in her spirit.

Just yesterday she was the happiest of all. "Would you excuse me." She mumbled placing her napkin on the table and she stood up. Louis grinned continuing his talk about how amazing this ship was and how it was absolutely indestructible, not noticing her absence. Brooke walked out of the room and I frowned. Something was up. It had to be about that conversation she had with someone on the phone last night. I didn't blame her for being upset at the moment though.

She was being forced to marry someone she doesn't even know hardly. But she seemed fine with it before. What changed? Who had she been talking to on the phone? A possible boyfriend? No, they said she was single. Ex boyfriend? Maybe a crush? Family? A friend? I had no clue. But whatever was said, effected her. Extremely. And I felt the need to help somehow. But that wasn't probably going to happen. I've seen the way Louis looks at her. He likes her.

And it disturbed me.

|THAT NIGHT|

It was still so boring. Brooke hasn't come out of her room but twice. Once this morning. And now as she eats dinner. "Brooke... What's wrong?" I whisper and she looks to me and blankly stares at me. I shut my mouth and stare back at her. "Nothing." She mumbled and looked to the table again. I sigh and look to Liam. I nod my head in Brooke's direction.

He shrugs and leans over to whisper to me, "She hasn't even gotten out of bed all day. She hasn't eaten either. I had to practically drag her out of bed this morning." He murmured and we both looked at Brooke concerned. "So, I told the man to just suck it up! Gosh, you should've seen the look on his face!" Louis laughed and was joined with everyone's laughter. Besides Brooke and mine of course. She looked up feeling my gaze and stared into my eyes. I stared into hers and offered a smile.

She slightly smiled but when she blinked, a tear streamed down her cheek. She looked down again wiping her eyes. I suddenly became bitter. How could Louis laugh like there wasn't a care in the world when Brooke was hurting for some reason. I stand up, nodding everyone a farewell. They all bid me goodnight but I went onto the deck instead. I laid down on a bench and looked up to the stars. I reflected on the little time I've had with Brooke.

She's very beautiful. No doubt of that. There was something about her though... Something very unique and special. I have no idea what but I liked it. Every time my eyes laid on her, I felt enchanted. It's so hard to simply look away. But I could never tell her all that. I don't want her to feel pressured into choosing me. But deep down, I prayed she would pick me. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

Her face appearing in my mind when she held me and looked into my emerald green eyes like they were the most interesting thing she had ever seen. When she would catch my gaze and just smile brightly. How she would make my heart sink. Or she'd make my heart race with anticipation. My hunger for her touch. My want to just hold her in my arms. That jealousy when she was with Louis, that made me want to protect her so much. Is it too early... Or maybe too stupid, to think maybe just maybe...

I love Brooke?