Brooklyn walked into the girls toilets and met Sasha, Alice and Violet."What time do you call this, girl?" Sasha asked, checking her imaginary watch. "I'm assuming you and Harry didn't just talk."Brooklyn sent a look to Sasha but didn't say anything. She walked over to the mirror and scrunched her face up. "It's going to bruise," she pouted. "That's going to look great for the party.""Violet can do wonders with makeup," Sasha said. "We'll sort it tomorrow.""Her ring scratched me," Brooklyn said and gingerly touched the red area on her face."I can't believe she slapped you," Violet murmured and passed Brooklyn a tissue."Thanks," Brooklyn said and wet the tissue and wiped the dried blood from her face."Your back is red," Violet said and Sasha jumped off the side where she was sitting and stood behind Brooklyn."You're bleeding," Sasha said. "Stacy is such a bitch! I can't believe she did this!""Is it bleeding badly?" Brooklyn asked."You picked a bad day to wear white," Alice ca
Super long chapter... People who have read Shy, you know what's going to happen ;)*Brooklyn's Saturday was pretty unproductive. Her main dilemma was figuring out what she should wear to the party."Pink, red, black, blue... I don't know what to choose!" She cried, making her uncle who was walking past stop and poke his head into Brooklyn's room."Is everything alright?" He asked worriedly."I'm fine," Brooklyn smiled. "I just don't know what to wear.""And that's my cue to leave," he chuckled. "I'll go grab Lisa.""Thanks," Brooklyn laughed and crossed her arms over her chest, frowning at the dresses hanging up on her wardrobe."I hear you have a clothing problem," Lisa said, walking into Brooklyn's room."Help," Brooklyn whined. "I want to look classy, not slutty, but not like an old woman with no fashion sense."Lisa blinked. "Right." Lisa studied the dresses for a few moments before pointing. "That one."Brooklyn frowned and picked up the dress before smiling at her aunt. "You're
"Yep," Brooklyn nodded and fumbled with the door handle and got out of Josh's car. Josh walked round and held his hand out for Brooklyn to take.She stared at it for a few moments and covered up her not wanting to touch him by smiling cheekily and walking ahead with a slight skip to her step."Ah, rejected!" Josh called and Brooklyn was glad to hear him laugh. Josh caught up with Brooklyn and they met up with Sasha, Alice, Violet, Jasper and Tyler on the way up to the house."It's so busy already and it's only early," Violet said."Then let's get inside before all the good drink goes," Sasha said.Music was pounding when the group entered the house. There was a thin layer of smoke in the house and bodies were everywhere. Brooklyn grabbed Sasha's hand as she seemed to know where she was going and within seconds they ended up in a large kitchen filled with bottles and bottles of alcohol."Ooh, wine," Brooklyn said and grabbed a red cup and filled it up with an expensive white wine. Alic
"You punch a lot of people," Sasha said."Only for good reasons.""Only when Brooke is involved."In this time Brooklyn had managed to pour herself another cup of wine and down it all. She smirked at Harry who shook his head at her."B, you're alright though, aren't you?"Brooklyn grinned. "I'm wonderful.""You're drunk," Sasha said with a smirk. "Well, I've leave you two-""No!" Brooklyn whined. "I want to dance!" She reached out for Sasha who smirked and looked at Harry as she backed away. "I'm going to find Austin, you've got your man right there."Brooklyn pouted when Sasha disappeared, but she soon busied herself with looking at the alcohol in front of her. She picked up a random bottle and poured some into a cup."Brooklyn, don't drink th-"Brooklyn screwed her face up in disgust when she took a sip and she coughed loudly, the liquid burning her throat. "Ew," she muttered and dropped the cup back on the table. Brooklyn reached for another drink, but she was pulled to side and sh
"Kal will tell them," Harry said and guided Brooklyn through the house, acting like a shield for Brooklyn.Brooklyn took a long breath when they got outside. It was nice to breath fresh air instead of smokey, sweaty, hot air.Harry's hand went to the small of Brooklyn's back and they walked down the path and across the road to Harry's car. He opened the door for Brooklyn and helped her in. He then reached over and secured her seatbelt.Brooklyn rubbed her eyes and kicked off her shoes. Harry slid into the drivers seat and turned the engine on."Cold?" He asked and Brooklyn nodded. "The alcohol must be wearing off if you're cold," he said and turned the heater up."Damn," she murmured as Harry reversed out of his parking spot and drove away from the party. "I'm hungry," she said randomly."We can stop and get some food," Harry said."I haven't got any money.""Don't worry about it," Harry said dismissively."But-""Don't worry about it, babe," Harry repeated and within a few minutes th
Brooklyn was exhausted when she woke up the next day.She didn't get much sleep.She noticed the bed was empty and she frowned, wondering where Harry was."Morning, babe." Harry exited his bathroom with a towel slung low on his waist.Brooklyn's eyes wandered for a moment before she replied. "M-morning.""Sleep well?" Harry asked. His smirk told Brooklyn that he knew the answer."Not nearly enough," she grumbled and rubbed her eyes."Sorry," Harry shrugged."No you're not.""No, I'm not," Harry agreed and turned his back on Brooklyn and opened his wardrobe. Her eyebrows raised when he dropped his towel and she couldn't help but appreciate his ass. He had a nice ass."Thanks," Harry called as he pulled on his underwear."W-what?""Thanks for the compliment.""I...""You said it out loud, babe," Harry shrugged and he smirked to himself."I didn't... Did I?" Brooklyn gasped."Yes," Harry lied and pulled a white tshirt over his head and a pair of sweatpants."Crap," Brooklyn whispered and
"Bullshit! You lie constantly about your feelings because you're fucking scared and have never felt this way before! Just deal with it, Brooklyn! It's different! Fucking accept it! It's not like you hate what you're feeling!" Harry shouted and rose to his feet."I want to hate it!" Brooklyn yelled, standing up to face him. "You're an ass! Everyone at school is scared at you and I have bitches coming up and slapping me because they think I'm using you! I try and avoid you, but it never fucking works because it's like I'm drawn to you in a way I can't explain and it scares me! I don't want to accept it!""Why the fuck not?" Harry snapped."I've just told you why!" Brooklyn exclaimed."Being scared isn't an explanation!" Harry yelled. "We had sex. That is a fucking big deal to you, but now you're going to go back to ignoring me, like it never happened! Don't be a bitch, Brooklyn! Just stop running away!""I'm a bitch? I'm a bitch because I'm scared!" Brooklyn gasped. "I was raped Harry!
"What happened?" Violet asked."It just happened. I'm not a slut, I don't do this with guys, but Harry... He's different," Brooklyn said quietly. "We had sex.""Finally!" Sasha cried. "No wonder he got so annoyed! Why are you making such a big deal out of it, girl? This is a good thing! You two finally did it!"Brooklyn sighed and rubbed her eyes. "There's a reason I don't get close to guys," she said. "I know I've not known you girls long, but I trust you. I need to show you something." Brooklyn stood from her bed and walked over to her wardrobe and found the shoe box. She placed it on her bed and took the lid off. With a deep breath she took out the newspaper clipping and held it out.Sasha was the one to take it. Her eyes widened immediately and Brooklyn watched as she read it carefully."Brooke..." She whispered."I don't want sympathy," Brooklyn said quickly and Sasha passed the newspaper clipping to Violet and Alice. "I don't want to be treated differently, but I just wanted you