Fate// A Brooklyn Beckham fanfic

Chapter 4

I woke up in my bed. Hmmm. How did that happen.

"How did what happen" a voice definitely coming from a male talked next to me.

I turned around and came face to face to Brooklyn Beckham. Wait what? Ohh. I remember. The pool, the games, the music. HIS SIX-PACK!! Oh My God.

"Meg. How did what happen." Crap. Forgot he was here!!

"How did I end up in bed I just remember being on a sun lounger." I said confused.

"You, fell asleep on the sun lounger so I carried you up. Don't worry I slept next door I'm not a pervert. I came in here to see if you wanted to get some breakfast? There's a Starbucks down the road." He explained. Wait Starbucks, the inner white girl in me jumped at the word.

"Sure, give me half and hour and I'll be ready." I smiled before he walked out.

Wait... I'm to Starbucks with Brooklyn Beckham. I need to look good.

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I plugged in my hairdryer and ran into the wardrobe to pick out an outfit. After pulling every piece of clothing out of my suitcase I decided on a pair of black leggings, a white crop top, a flannel and my white air-max.
I dried my hair and pulled it up into a messy ponytail.

Walking over to the vanity my uncle bought me for the room I grabbed my makeup bag and started on trying to make my face somewhat presentable.

After fifteen minutes I surprisingly looked alright. I grabbed my phone and ran downstairs. I walked into the kitchen to find Brooklyn wearing almost the same outfit but black skinny/slightly baggy black jeans and a longer white t-shirt obviously. We just stood there and laughed before Brooklyn gave me a pair of black
Ray-Bans and said.

"You'll need these. There will be paparazzi so just be warned."

We were about to walk out the house when Harper ran through door.

"Brook, me come too." She said reaching her arm out to him. He picked her up and sighed.

"Harp, me and Meg are going for breakfast and the people with the cameras will be there and I can't look after you and Meg." He explained and I felt really guilty.

"How about when we get back we can build a princess castle in the living room and watch frozen. Yeah?" He explained. Hoping it would work.

"Okay!" She said smiling again. Few!

"But buy me a cookie!" She cheekily said looking at me.

"Yes, we will buy you a cookie." I said laughing.

"Okay. Be careful of the cameras. They're really scary." She whispered before running off.

"Let's go before someone else wants to come with us." Brooklyn said and grabbed my hand and pulled me out the door.

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We arrived at Starbucks ten minutes later and somehow paparazzi knew where we were going.

"Brooklyn!!"
"Over here!!"
"Who's that Brooklyn!!"

We're just some of the things shouted at us.
They kept getting closer and closer. Pointing their flashes in our faces. Thank god Brooklyn gave me these glasses. Otherwise I'd probably be blind. Brooklyn put his hand on the small of my back and guided me towards the entrance of Starbucks.

When we got inside everyone was looking at us with wide eyes. A group of teenage girls who were sat in the corner of the café started to scream and ran over to us. I stepped aside thinking that they were going to ask Brooklyn for a picture. I mean why wouldn't you?!! But I was extremely surprised when they came over to me.