Not Just A Cure (The Cure)

Brooklyn Elizabeth has a secret. One she can't tell anyone in fear of hurting them and losing them. She can't even tell her best friend, Harry or Juliet. But what will happen when her mum leaves for business and Brooke spends a couple months with her 6 best friends, Juliet, Niall, Harry, Louis, Zayn and Liam. Will she lose everyone she loves because of her secret? Will everyone be understanding? Will anything ever go her way?


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1. Secrets

Everyone in the van was fast asleep, except for Louis and I. It always seems that we were always the bushy tailed ones, I guess. Or the ones who can’t get a certain someone or something off of their mind. “Aren’t you tired, love?” Asked a concerned Louis.

“I just have a lot go-” I cut myself off, remembering he didn’t know about what was going on. Especially if Harry had found out. It would kill him.

“Come here,” he patted his leg, ” Go on, tell me, love. I don’t mind. It’s fine by me.” He said quietly, not wanting to wake anyone. I untangled myself from Harry’s arms, and made my way to Louis’ lap, and exhaled softly as I sat down.

“Where do I start, boobear? Where to begin…?” He stopped me before I said more.

“You love Harry. Don’t you?” He said, as his eyes turned a lighter shade of blue in the dimmed lights of the SUV.

I exhaled, “Yes. Possibly. No. I don’t… I don’t know.” I said burying my face into his chest.

“Well, what’s wrong with that? If you love him, it’s a value. But why are you preventing something that’s standing right infront of you with open arms?” He asked furiously, but it was only out of concern. I looked up at him.

“What if I told you everything would change?” I asked quietly.

“If it’s serious and you know it has to be said, then tell me.” Louis smiled supportively, “I’ve always told you that you can tell me any of your secrets and they will stay wherever you lay them to rest. If it’s not my secret to tell, it will not be told.” He said with such seriousness.

I lifted myself from his chest until we were both sitting upright. I began to explain, “At the age of four my father died and left me with my locket, and at five, I had to move from his home to my mother’s here on Long Island.” I took a deep breath. “To help with the new discovery of cancer cells that started to develop along my spinal cord.” I watched his expression carefully. “My point in this is not to make you feel discomfort, but this is what has kept me from allowing Harry and I to get closer. I’m not scared of dying, but I am scared of leaving him here to suffer. You guys will forget about me within a few weeks. Maybe a couple months, tops. I just can’t hurt anyone… please understand, Louis.” I begged as I was close to tears.

My heart nearly pounded out of my chest. Louis looked at me in total shock. His response was, “If Harry loves you and is the goofy yet understanding person we all know and love, then he will only love you more. Not out of pity, but because he will value the time that there is to spend.”

“But what if-” I began, but was cut off. Louis shot forward and pressed his lips against mine. There’s no way to explain that sensation. It was intense as my right hand held onto his shirt. He had one hand on the seat and the other on my cheek, pulling me closer.

Louis pulled closer deepening the kiss, I wanted- no I needed- to pull back but I couldn’t- it was more than expected, just the way Louis’ lips felt pressed against mine was all I needed. As I ran my fingers through his soft hair, he shifted over me leaning forward. We both pulled away and sat back quietly.

“I’m sorry Brook. I didn’t mean-” I cut him off this time. “It’s ok. Will this secret rest too?” I said “Only if you want it to.” He replied in regret. “Hey, don’t be so glum. It already happened. The most we can do is put it behind us and continue with our daily lives, right?” I said hoping he’d agree. “Right.” He assured me “Ok. Now shall we wake everyone up, were already here. You wake up Zayn and Liam, and ill wake up Niall, Juli, and Harry.”

We all got up and out of the caravan and put ourselves into groups; Josh, Niall, and Juliet, then Louis said Harry and I should go together, and Louis would pair with Liam and Zayn. “We’ll meet back at the water tower at the center of the park for lunch. It is now 10:15 and we meet at 12:30-1:00ish.” I said with excitement.

“Shall we start walking?” Harry asked “Sure, where should we go first, love?”

“Anywhere is fine with me…. That is as long as it is not a roller coaster.” He answered with a smile. I grabbed him by his hands and brought him to the go-carts.

~Harry’s P.O.V (POINT OF VIEW)~

“Well what are we waiting for? Let’s go!” I told her. Of course… She chose my blue cart, I buckled her in and ran to an orange cart, stumbling past a purple one and strapped myself in. It was us two then a bunch of giggling girls that stopped to talk to us after we left the go-cart section.

Girls bombarded me with questions such as “When is the next tour?!?” or “What’s on the new album?” or “Where are the others?” and such and such. When we finally escaped the group of fans I heard Brooklyn say “I’m sorry for that, I kind of forgot you’re famous.” She forgot? “What do you mean?” I asked her

“Dont take this the wrong way but i just always thought of you as one of the boys- my boys- to me your not just singers, Ive known you guys my whole life. You all are my bestfriends. Especially you, Harry, and nothing will or has changed that.” Before i could say any thing a girl ran up and hugged me then asks “Shes pretty, are you dating her?” and I responded with a “No. But we are best friends, kind of like Louis and I.” then she smiled and walked away, and I thought about what she asked and thought, ‘Are we dating? No? Well we should be.’

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