Broken Hearts (Brooklyn Beckham) [editing]

Chapter 13

I came home after 3 hours. It was a really depressing day. Brooklyn was leaving.

I took a shower and got dressed. I did my hair into a ponytail and went downstairs.

I sat on the furniture and turned on the television.

I texted Brooklyn but he didn't reply. I thought he was busy. You know, helping the family and stuff.

Soon, I saw the clock and it was 11:30 pm. My mom went to bed and I was still in the living room, waiting for Brooklyn.

I gave up. It was too late. He promised me he will come. How did he forget that?

I stood up and walked into my room. I got into my bed and stared at the window.

After a while, my phone buzzed. It was Brooklyn.finally.

"Open the door." was the message.

I ran down and opened the door. It was pouring rain. He came inside and before I could say something, he kissed me gently.

We both sat on the furniture. I put my head on his shoulders. We were speechless.

"Is this the last goodbye?" I whispered in his ear.

A tear fell down his cheek. Then he kissed my forehead and I started crying.

"Don't cry angel. We'll meet again. Don't worry." He said, with his cute British accent.

"I'm g-on-na m-is-s you." I said. My voice was cracking.

He kissed my hair. Then he took his necklace away from his neck. Then he told me to take my hair up. As I did, I saw his necklace was hanging from my neck. After that, he kissed my neck and stood up.

"I gotta go." He said sadly.

I nodded and opened the door for him.

He grabbed my waist and hugged me.

His scent was like a drug to me.

He pulled away and stared to my eyes. Then he kissed me gently.

Again we pulled away with tears in our eyes.

He walked to the car and sat in it.

He opened the car's window and shouted:

"I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU EMILY!"

A huge smile grew on my face and I laughed.

"ME TOO BECKHAM." I shouted back.

And the car went out of the street.

This was the last time I saw Brooklyn.

I ran upstairs and went to my room and got into my bed.

I put my head on the pillow and started to cry.

What if he forgets me?

What if he never comes back?

Questions were all over my mind.

It was 6 am and I still couldn't sleep.

I was again staring at the window, watching the beautiful sunrise, his necklace was still hanging from my neck. Then my phone buzzed again.

From; Brooklyn❤️

I miss you a lot already and I hope you know that I will never stop loving you. You are the love of my life and I will never give up on you. Ok?💗💗

I smiled to myself and typed:

To ; Brooklyn

I love you more than anything Brooklyn. You are the one who make me strong. Thank you for everything. Thank you💗🙏

Then I closed my eyes and fell asleep.