Age is just a Number
Bust you out!
Chapter 4
Brie POV
Later on that day,I logged on Twitter.Harry put up a picture of me,it was a picture of me sleeping.
"Isn;t she lovely? @Brie_Tomlinson."
I blush at the caption.Some comments caught my eye,I scroll down reading them.Tears escape my eyes,I slammed the lid of my laptop close.I run out of my room looking for Niall.
"Niall," I call knocking on his door.
He opend the door and saw me in tears.I crashed into his arms and he held me tight.I love his Horan Hugs,they make me feel better sometimes.He pulls me into the room and closes the door.He sits down on his bed and I sit in his lap.
"What happend Brie?"
"Harry put a picture of me in Twitter and,and I read through the comments."I sob into his chest.
He stokes my hair.
"We all get hate Brie.I bet told I'm ugly and I don't deserve to be in the band.Some girls don't let me sign their cd's or even be in pictures with them.I pretend it doesn't bother me but deep down it hurt so much.But you've got ot learn to ignore them."his voice cracks.He was crying too.
"I didn't mean to make you cry.I'm sorry."
"It's okay.But promise me you won't let hate get you down like this again."
"I'll try if you try.Ignore those bitches who don't wnat you,their lossing it."he chuckles.
"You swear just like Louis."
"Where do you think I get it from?"
He laughs again.He wipes my tears away with his thumb.Then he kisses my forehead,I kiss his cheek.Then I wrap my arms around his neck and hug him.His arms found their way to my waist and he hugged me back.
"Sing something for me?"
"What?"I ask confused.
He picks up his guitar and starts to play a song.It's "Firework" by:Katy Perry.
"Do you ever feel like a plasitc bag drifting through the wind,wanting to start again?Do you ever feel,feel so paper thin like a house of cards,one blow from caving in?Do you ever feel buried deep? Six feet under screams,but no one seems to hear a thing.Do you know there's still a chance for you cause there's a spark inyou?You just gotta ignite the light and let it shine just own the night like the 4th of July."I sing.
I continue the song.It's a beautiful song.When I finish,Naill huggs me.
"We'll be alright,"he whispers in my ear.
I smile.Niall is such a sweetheart and all who don't see it,it's their loss.I'll never understand why people hate on him.There's a knock on the door,Naill goes to open it. Curly stands in the hallway.
"Brie,"Niall yells.
I get off his bed and go into the hallway.Niall closes the door behind me.Harry gives me a look.
"Did I interrupt something?"
"No! I was talking with Ni,then he wanted me to sing a song.You're good,"I reassure him.
"Oh,I just wanted to say that our date is tonight,"he smiles.
"Okay."
"Wear something nice Tommo.No sweatpants or jeans aloud."
I groan,he know I hate to be all girly and dress up.
"Fine,but i'm not wearing heels.You can forget it Curly."
"Deal."
I walk off toward my room.I turn back to him,he's staring at my bum.
"Enjoying yourself?"I yell down the hall.
"Very much,"he smirks.
I go into my roomand close the door.That boy! My suitcases are still sitting by my bed packed.I pull them over to the dresser.I unpack everything.I hung what needs to be hung and put all my shoes away.For staying the whole summer,I upack a lot.I went back to my closet and pulled put the only drees I own.It's a knee length baby blue dress with a black shash.It's strapless,so I grab my black leather jaket to go with it.For shoes,I pull out my high topblack Chuck Taylor's.I go to throw it all on my bed.I passs by the mirror on the way there.Crap! I drop everything and rush to the mirror.I slept with my contacts! I quickly take them out and put them in their case.Guess I have to wear my glasses for a while.They are black aviators with green arms.I put them on and pick the dress and jacket up off the floor.I lay them out on my bed.It's still early so I jointhe boys in the living room.I go over and sit in Niall's lap,he wraps his arms around my waist.I always fell safe in his arms.
"I miss seeing you in your glasses,"he whispers in my ear.
"I forgot I had them in,I slept with them in last night."
"You naughty,naughty girl,"he shouts.
"What are you going to do call the contact police on me?"I ask pretending to be scared.
He makes a phone with his hand and talks in his announcer voice.
"Hello?Contact Police? I have a naughty girl here who slept in her contacts.I understand,thank you very much."he pretends to hang up.Everyone burst out laughing at how silly that was.
"Whay did they say?"I ask.
"They said you have to serve a night in jail.No date with Harry!"he picks me up and puts me over his shoulder.
"Don't worry bebe,I'll bust you out,"Harry calls as Niall runs up the stairs.
I start to punch Niall's back thinking he might let me go."Stop punching me!"he whines.I stop and he throws me on my bed amd quickly runs out and locks the door.I get up and start pounding on it.
"Niall James Horan! Let me out this instant!" I yell.
"No can do bebe,strict orders from the C.P themselves,"he chuckles,"just holler if you get hungry."
I hear him walk away.Great,just great,locked in my own room.My phone beeps on my nightstand.I pick it up,unlock it,and read the text.
Curly:) Don't worry bebe,I'll rescue you!Get all dolled up for our date and be ready by eight.xx.
I rolled my eyes and typed back.
Me:If you say so Curly.
I look at the clock,it's almost five o'clock,I'm starving and we don't have food.
"NIALL!" I scream at the top of my lungs.
"Yes,prisoner?"I hear him ask from the other side of the door a minute later.
"I'm starvin'!"
"Be right back,"I hear him walk off.
Here's my chance it's time for a prison break.I grab my hockey stick that I bought with me from the closet.I lay hockey back home so I brought it with me so the boys and I could play.I hide in my bathroom and wait for Niall to unlock the door.I hear someone unlocking it,but it isn't Niall who walks in,it's Zayn.
"Brie?"he calls.
"Zayn,"I walk out of my bathroom with the hockey stick.
"What are you doing here?"
"Niall sent me up with your dinner.He thought you might try to hurt him."he looks at the hockey stick.
I put it behind my back,"What!Me Hurt Niall,I would never,"I say sarcastically putting my other hand on my heart.Zayn chuckles.He was always like another brother to me too.He's so sweet,funny,caring.I can always go to him for anything.I put the hockey stick back in my closet.When I came back out,he hands me my plate of pasta.
"Harry made it.He's an amazing cook."
"Thanks.
"Don't worry,I think Harry has a plan to bust you out,"he whispers.
"Okay.Thanks again Zayn."
"No problem bebe,"he hugs me.
Then he walks out of the room and locks my door again.I start to devour the pasta not bothering to sit down.
Brie POV
Later on that day,I logged on Twitter.Harry put up a picture of me,it was a picture of me sleeping.
"Isn;t she lovely? @Brie_Tomlinson."
I blush at the caption.Some comments caught my eye,I scroll down reading them.Tears escape my eyes,I slammed the lid of my laptop close.I run out of my room looking for Niall.
"Niall," I call knocking on his door.
He opend the door and saw me in tears.I crashed into his arms and he held me tight.I love his Horan Hugs,they make me feel better sometimes.He pulls me into the room and closes the door.He sits down on his bed and I sit in his lap.
"What happend Brie?"
"Harry put a picture of me in Twitter and,and I read through the comments."I sob into his chest.
He stokes my hair.
"We all get hate Brie.I bet told I'm ugly and I don't deserve to be in the band.Some girls don't let me sign their cd's or even be in pictures with them.I pretend it doesn't bother me but deep down it hurt so much.But you've got ot learn to ignore them."his voice cracks.He was crying too.
"I didn't mean to make you cry.I'm sorry."
"It's okay.But promise me you won't let hate get you down like this again."
"I'll try if you try.Ignore those bitches who don't wnat you,their lossing it."he chuckles.
"You swear just like Louis."
"Where do you think I get it from?"
He laughs again.He wipes my tears away with his thumb.Then he kisses my forehead,I kiss his cheek.Then I wrap my arms around his neck and hug him.His arms found their way to my waist and he hugged me back.
"Sing something for me?"
"What?"I ask confused.
He picks up his guitar and starts to play a song.It's "Firework" by:Katy Perry.
"Do you ever feel like a plasitc bag drifting through the wind,wanting to start again?Do you ever feel,feel so paper thin like a house of cards,one blow from caving in?Do you ever feel buried deep? Six feet under screams,but no one seems to hear a thing.Do you know there's still a chance for you cause there's a spark inyou?You just gotta ignite the light and let it shine just own the night like the 4th of July."I sing.
I continue the song.It's a beautiful song.When I finish,Naill huggs me.
"We'll be alright,"he whispers in my ear.
I smile.Niall is such a sweetheart and all who don't see it,it's their loss.I'll never understand why people hate on him.There's a knock on the door,Naill goes to open it. Curly stands in the hallway.
"Brie,"Niall yells.
I get off his bed and go into the hallway.Niall closes the door behind me.Harry gives me a look.
"Did I interrupt something?"
"No! I was talking with Ni,then he wanted me to sing a song.You're good,"I reassure him.
"Oh,I just wanted to say that our date is tonight,"he smiles.
"Okay."
"Wear something nice Tommo.No sweatpants or jeans aloud."
I groan,he know I hate to be all girly and dress up.
"Fine,but i'm not wearing heels.You can forget it Curly."
"Deal."
I walk off toward my room.I turn back to him,he's staring at my bum.
"Enjoying yourself?"I yell down the hall.
"Very much,"he smirks.
I go into my roomand close the door.That boy! My suitcases are still sitting by my bed packed.I pull them over to the dresser.I unpack everything.I hung what needs to be hung and put all my shoes away.For staying the whole summer,I upack a lot.I went back to my closet and pulled put the only drees I own.It's a knee length baby blue dress with a black shash.It's strapless,so I grab my black leather jaket to go with it.For shoes,I pull out my high topblack Chuck Taylor's.I go to throw it all on my bed.I passs by the mirror on the way there.Crap! I drop everything and rush to the mirror.I slept with my contacts! I quickly take them out and put them in their case.Guess I have to wear my glasses for a while.They are black aviators with green arms.I put them on and pick the dress and jacket up off the floor.I lay them out on my bed.It's still early so I jointhe boys in the living room.I go over and sit in Niall's lap,he wraps his arms around my waist.I always fell safe in his arms.
"I miss seeing you in your glasses,"he whispers in my ear.
"I forgot I had them in,I slept with them in last night."
"You naughty,naughty girl,"he shouts.
"What are you going to do call the contact police on me?"I ask pretending to be scared.
He makes a phone with his hand and talks in his announcer voice.
"Hello?Contact Police? I have a naughty girl here who slept in her contacts.I understand,thank you very much."he pretends to hang up.Everyone burst out laughing at how silly that was.
"Whay did they say?"I ask.
"They said you have to serve a night in jail.No date with Harry!"he picks me up and puts me over his shoulder.
"Don't worry bebe,I'll bust you out,"Harry calls as Niall runs up the stairs.
I start to punch Niall's back thinking he might let me go."Stop punching me!"he whines.I stop and he throws me on my bed amd quickly runs out and locks the door.I get up and start pounding on it.
"Niall James Horan! Let me out this instant!" I yell.
"No can do bebe,strict orders from the C.P themselves,"he chuckles,"just holler if you get hungry."
I hear him walk away.Great,just great,locked in my own room.My phone beeps on my nightstand.I pick it up,unlock it,and read the text.
Curly:) Don't worry bebe,I'll rescue you!Get all dolled up for our date and be ready by eight.xx.
I rolled my eyes and typed back.
Me:If you say so Curly.
I look at the clock,it's almost five o'clock,I'm starving and we don't have food.
"NIALL!" I scream at the top of my lungs.
"Yes,prisoner?"I hear him ask from the other side of the door a minute later.
"I'm starvin'!"
"Be right back,"I hear him walk off.
Here's my chance it's time for a prison break.I grab my hockey stick that I bought with me from the closet.I lay hockey back home so I brought it with me so the boys and I could play.I hide in my bathroom and wait for Niall to unlock the door.I hear someone unlocking it,but it isn't Niall who walks in,it's Zayn.
"Brie?"he calls.
"Zayn,"I walk out of my bathroom with the hockey stick.
"What are you doing here?"
"Niall sent me up with your dinner.He thought you might try to hurt him."he looks at the hockey stick.
I put it behind my back,"What!Me Hurt Niall,I would never,"I say sarcastically putting my other hand on my heart.Zayn chuckles.He was always like another brother to me too.He's so sweet,funny,caring.I can always go to him for anything.I put the hockey stick back in my closet.When I came back out,he hands me my plate of pasta.
"Harry made it.He's an amazing cook."
"Thanks.
"Don't worry,I think Harry has a plan to bust you out,"he whispers.
"Okay.Thanks again Zayn."
"No problem bebe,"he hugs me.
Then he walks out of the room and locks my door again.I start to devour the pasta not bothering to sit down.
plx plz plz plz plz plz when will u update I've been waiting all these weeks c'mon c'mon
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