Thread: Complication <3

Introduction

I stormed out of the studio, tears flowing down my cheeks, I couldn't believe I had been betrayed by him. I heard his footsteps slither closer to me, only just though, the rain pattering on the floor was an easy first. I pulled my blue hoodie up, and ripped off the necklace HE bought me, and slung it onto the dirty pavement below me, already half drenched by the rain.
"BROOKE!" I heard him shout. I just shook my head, and ran, ran to the airport, grabbed some tickets to my hometown, London, and ran onto the plane, shoving earphones into my ears, and clenching my eyes shut, hoping to forget the memories, but as hard as I tried, I knew I couldn't, and it was killing me. I took my earphones out, to a middle-aged man sat next to me, giving me an apologetic look.
"Heartbroken?" He began.
"You don't know the half of it." I said, sighing and loosening my shoulders, he chuckled.
"I once had a daughter, your age, she is grown up now, but things get better, the first heartbreak she had, she got over it, and forgiven him, me whatsoever, I thought it was wrong for somebody to hurt my daughter, but, God gave us life, full of forgiveness, so I forgave, and forgot. You should try that too." He said, smiling.
"I will. Thank you, Sir." I said, still unable to get a smile.

I lay back on my seat, closing my eyes, the jet sound echoing in my ears, I blocked it out for a minute, thinking.


Is this a good story? Should I continue? It sucks the intro, but i'll write a better and longer part later if ya'll like it thanks guys! <3

Part One (12 Months Earlier)

I sat down on the soft sand, tickling my skin, and shaping around where I sat, the sound of the waves relaxed me, and the wind softly blew through my pin straight brown hair, that reached just to the bottom of my breasts, and I hid my chocolate brown eyes, through my eyelids, and my pink plump lips, curved up into a smile, that reflected off of my tanned skin, that was not too pale, and not too tan. My long legs stretched out, crossing over eachother, and burying themselves slightly in the sand.
My Name is Brooklyn. Brooklyn Knight. I was 16 years old, and my Dad was a record producer, way down south, I lived with my mom, because they had some issues, and we came from London, living with my Grandma and Grandad. We moved out here to Florida for my Mom's buissness career, she plans weddings and such. We live in a Beachouse, south of Florida, as it got a little colder into the day, I walked inside, and grabbed a glass of juice, sipping it was my mom walkled in.
"Hey honey, Guess what? You're going to live with your Dad for summer! I hae been really busy, and have to go plan a wedding in Vegas, all Summer, sorry baby, but you're Father has some GREAT superstar friends you can meet, like Drake, Chris Brown, and Justin Bieber." She said, I spit my juice out.
"WHAT?" I said, in suprisement, not excitement. She raised an eyebrow, not repeating it again, I went pale-faced, I would have to say goodbye, to friends, school, Mom, for the WHOLE Summer? I rung my best friend, Katie Smith, she had Blue eyes, and Long blonde curls that reached down to the bottom of her back. We never really hung out with the crowd, we were like the people who stood around the edge, just watching, never really being noticed. One ring. Two rings.
"Hello?" A small voice reached down the phone.
"KATIE, my Mom is sending me to Dad's for the summer, HELP! I know he's a record producer, and I would meet people, but I will miss Florida, I'll have to live in Atlanta for 3 Months!" I said, I heard a small gasp.
"Oh.My.Gosh." Was all she said.
"HONEY, COME AND PACK, YOU'RE LEAVING AT 1AM." My mom shouted from another room.
"Oh Gosh, Katie, I'll ring you at midnight, I'll probably be at the airport though, Love you Chica." I said.
"I Still love your British accent, it's so fascinating." She said. I laughed, Kate was so random. "Oh, Bye CHICAA." She added. I hung up, shoving my Iphone into my left pocket in my denim shorts, and ran up my spiral staircase, to my room. It was filled with clothes, photos, HOMEWORK, and Drake posters all over my wall. Yes, I was a Drizzy fan, but no-one needed to know that, I just tore them off the wall, and scrunched them in a ball in the corner of my room. I sighed, folding my clothes into a Bright Pink suitcase, and a matching bag for my toiletries. I tied my hair into a messy bun, and grabbed some Black Ugg boots, they kept my feet warm. I slung on a baggy grey crop-top, with a red heart on it, and removed my makeup so I'd look more natural and pretty. If I were even pretty. I slung on a black hoodie, and pulled my suitcase swiftly through my house, and into my Black Rangerover, getting to the airport by 10:00 PM. I sighed, as my baggage had gone onto the plane, and me sitting in starbucks for like 2 hours, playing with my phone, debating on whether I should call my Dad. I just dialled his number fast, before I changed my mind, I hadn't spoken to him since he walkled out when I was nine.
"Hey Dad?" I said, as I hesitated for a reply.
"That was a GREAT recording Justin, hang on, my.. Daughter's? On the phone? HANG ON JUSTIN!" He said. I laughed, my father had never changed. "Hey honey, you on he plane?" He said.
"No, I have, another hour to go. Who's Justin? One of your 'Friends?'" I said, laughing, and taking another sip of my hazlenut Coffee.
"No.. Justin Bieber, he's just recording an album at my studios, I told him you're visiting for the summer, and he's here for the summer too, maybe you two could hang out." He said, little did I now, that as I was babbling on about how rainy it was in Atlanta, he secretly passed the phone onto 'Justin Bieber'. To be honest, I had never heard of him, Katie was a HUGE fan, but that's all I had heard of him, none of his songs, NOTHING... I don't even know what he looked like.
"Hey there, I heard you're coming to see me." He said, flirtily. I didn't know who it was at first though..
"Uhmm, who the HELL is this?" I said, raising an eyebrow.
"It's Justin Bieber Shawty, I can't wait to meet you, see you at 1:30AM." He said, I just shrugged.
"Uhm, sure, see, you, then?" I hesitated, not knowing whast to say to that 'charm'.
"Bye Shawty." He said, passing the phone back to my Dad.
"Honey, aren't you supposed to be leaving, like, nnow? You're flight leaves in half an hour!" He said, as I checked the time on my phone, causing me to pull it away from my ear.
"SHOOT." I said down the phone, running with my sachel and coffee, stil on the phone. I stood in the security-check line, almost on the flight.
"Ticket?" The lady askked, I politely handed them the tickket, and ran onto the plane, sitting down, relieved. I turned my phone off, gosh, I hope this Summer goes by, FAST.

Next part later! <3

Part 2

As the heavy plane landed, I sighed, looking out of the window to see the land passing fast along the window. It was rainy in Atlanta, goody. I got up, going down the stairs to the luggage room.
After I had my Luggage, I got in a Taxi since my Dad said he couldn't pick me up, and drove to his house. A note was taped to the door.

' Darling, I am out at the studio for the night, key under the doormat, love you lots.' I shook my head, and lifted the doormat to find a silver key. I scurried in and went to the Guest Room to unpack. My phone buzzed in my drenched shorts pocket.
"Hello?" I said.
"Hey honey, I know I should've been there when you got here, but I'm in a serious meeting, and Drake is talking about Collobrating with Justin! You should come by, your Mother tells me you don't sleep much at night, just on the phone with Katie until like 5AM. Am I right?" I giggled. "You know where Knight Records is, don't you?" He said.
"Uhm, sure, I'm not tired anyways, see you there, but Dad, don't embarrass me, and don't leave me with any Celebrities, because I am TERRIBLE with words and convosation." I said. He laughed.
"Okay Bud. See you there!" And he hung up. I sighed, finding DRY clothes to change into, instead of summer shorts. I wore some Blue Skinnys and a Bright Yellow drape top, and I took my hair out of a dirty bun, and left it down. I wore some black
lace-up boots and ran outside with my Iphone, tapping in Google where my Dad's studio was. As I was driving, I thought about what my Dad would look like now, and how many Celebs he knew. Typical of me to think that. As I pulled in to the Parking Lot, I climbed out of my Dad's old car that he gave me, and walked in, being swarmed by security.
"It's okay, I'm Brooklyn Knight, the Daughter of the owner." I said, they soon gave me space. I laughed, this was so overrated.
"BROOKE!" A husky voice called, I turned my head, to see.. OH MY GOSH, HOW DID DRAKE KNOW MY NAME?!?!?! I ran to him, and hugged him so tight, that I think he might have been unable to breath. He laughed.
"I KNEW you were Brooke as soon as I saw you, you look so much like your father, he told me to keep lookout." He said.
"Thank you Drake, I am a big fan of yours! Drizzy right here!" I said, laughing.
"You have GREAT taste Bee." He said, I laughed at how he made me a new nickname.
"Why I do." I said, in my British accent.
"Leggo and see your Dad, he's in the recording room." He said, linking his arm in mine, and escorting me to the room.
"...Dad?" I asked, he was recording a song with Justin, but when I walked in, Justin stopped singing, and my Dad turned around, holding his arms out to hug me, I ran into his arms.
"I missed you." I whispered into his shoulder.
"I missed you too, Buddy." He said, pulling back. "I see you've met Drake, I knew you would fangirl." He joked, I blushed.
"Yeah, I am a HUGE Drake fan." I said.
"Seems I have a new best friend." Drake said, still on the other side of the room. Justin walked out, eyeing me down.
"You must be Brooke?" He said, I nodded, and shook his hand gently, but he pulled me into a hug. "You're Beautiful." He whispered while hugging me.
"Uhm.. Thanks?" I whispered back, pulling away so we didn't look strange. I DID blush though, nobody had ever called me that.
"You're welcome." He said, winking. What was wrong with this kid?
"Just going to get a Coffee, anyone coming?" I said, nobody said anything but Justin.
"Sure, I need a break, it's quite late." He said, following behind me. It was silent from the walk to the Cafeteria. He was STILL behind me. This boy.
"I know you're checking out my ass." I said, giggling, he looked up, embarrased. "It's okay, but don't freak me out too fast Popsinger." I joked. He sped up to my pace, and held my hand.
"Umm, I see your hand has found a hiding place there." I said, looking down at our intertwined hands. He smiled a million-dollar smile, and we carried on to the Cafeteria.
"Orders?" A woman asked behind the counter.
"Hazlenut Coffee please." I said, that was my overall favorite.
"Same for me please." Justin said, as we sat down at a table.
"So.. Is my Dad nice to you?" I asked.
"He's a really nice dude, that's why I record with him, because he keeps the place fun and bubbly." He said, staring at my face, into all of my features.
"Well, that's my Dad for you." I said.
"Why have I never met you before now?" He said.
"Well, my Mom and Dad split up, so I thought I would be better off out of my Father's way, so I moved away from London, to Florida, and my Father moved to Atlanta." I said, he chuckled. "What?" I asked.
"I thought you're accent sounded sexy." He said, smirking. I rolled my eyes, I thought I never really HAD an accent until I came over here, gosh I sound posh.
"I thought you're accent sounded.... Canadian?" I said sarcastically.
"I wish I could listen to your voice all day." He said, I smiled. The woman gave us our drinks, and I took one short sip, burning my lip in the process.
"MAN, that's hot." I said.
"Maybe I should kiss it better." He said, and right then, our lips met, without me even know what half of the things were going on. He smiled and leant back into his chair, and I didn't speak. Katie would go MAD if she knew that I kissed Justin Bieber.

Uh Oh. I kissed Justin Bieber.

Justin's POV:

She's so Beautiful, and clueless, and cute, and her accent, and her body, and her EVERYTHING, she's just so.... Beautiful, I wish I could call this Girl mine. After I kissed her, I felt something I had never felt with anyone else, not Caitlin, Not Jasmine, nor Selena. THIS was something else. I laughed because when I kissed her, she looked clueless, and confused, it was cute, but also worrying, because what if she didn't like me back..

I just kissed Brooklyn Knight. And I liked it.

Brooke's POV:

Woah. I finished the Coffee, and stood up awkwardly, pulling his arm out of the Cafeteria.
"Thanks for that, but NOBODY knows it? OKay?" I said. He nodded.
"Okay Sugaaa." He said, sassy like. I laughed, running back to the recording room.
"Dad, I'm just gonna go home, I have sleep to catch up on." I said. Wait, where was my phone? I felt Justin's presence behind me, slip it back into my pocket, and breathe down my neck heavily.
"See you Shawty, call me." He said, I nodded, walking out of the Studio. Woah, what a night. My phone buzzed as I sat down on the sofa.

Jay-Bee x
Hey Shawtyy! See you Tomorrow, meet me at the Lakers game. Justin xoxoxoxoxox


What did he save his name as THAT for. I laughed.

Brooke
Well hello there Popstar. I guess your called Jay-bee on my contacts now. Lakers Game? Whuuutt? -Brooke xo

I texted back. He confused me, what game? Did he buy us tickets? Just for us? Or his whole Family? I sighed.

Jay-Bee x
Well, it's just us, and I'll pick you up tomorrow, sweet dreams SUGGAAA. -Justin xoxo

I laughed. Such a girl.

Brooke
Night Justin. x

I crashed on the couch for the night, maybe this summer wouldn't be so bad when I have Justin and Dad, and even DRAKE. <3

I LOVE this story!!!
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Originally Posted by shaunie-nicole

i love this story!!!
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update!!!!!!!!