Like A Princess -One Direction Fan Fiction-

Prologue

Prologue-

Harry’s POV

“Hello?” I answer the phone, motioning with my hands for the lads to be quite. I ever so gently place Mads sleeping head down on my lap, getting a strand of her hair and playing with it. 

“H-harry?” My mum’s broken voice comes through the phone. My stomach does a little flip flop and my whole body goes rigid. She sounds desperate and sad, which means it's bad news. 

“Mum? What’s wrong?” I asked worried. The boys notice my strange behavior because they quit playing whatver game they were palying and turn their attention towards me. 

“Fiona. She, Harry, Fiona died." She manages to get out before breaking down into sobs once again. My throat clenches and my heart stops. 

All color is drained from my face, and I feel a knot tie around my stomach. My breakfast threatens to come right back out as ragged breathes exit my body. 

Madison stirrs in her sleep, lazily oppening her eyes. She takes a notice the tension in the room, and everyone's worried face and sits up fast. Madison gives me a worried look and asks with her eyes what the hell is going on with me.

“Haz? What’s going on mate?” Liam asks me. I don't answer though, Iincapable of speech. My Fiona. She’s dead. No this can’t be.

“Mum? What happened?” I ask, tears gathering in my eyes. Fiona means the world to me. 

“She was driving home from a social services meeting with Brooke when a truck hit her full speed.” Tears are now streaming down my cheeks, and I make no attempt on wiping them. Instead Madison reaches up and wipes them herself. I relax a little under her touch, letting my back lean back as she rubs cirlces under my eyes. 

Holy shit. What happened to Brooke?

“Is Brooke ok?” I ask panicked.

Brooke is the cutest little baby in the world. I only met her about a week ago when we were in Holmes Chapel for a concert. It was quite the surprise finding out my cousin adopted a little princess, but I got over it fast. I fell in love with that girl from the minute I saw her, though I’ve only seen her once. Niall was with me when we met her, and he too fell in love. She’s just so small and fragile. I swear she's so small.

Brook is a loving, sweet, bubbly, shy at times little princess. She has the cutest blonde curls and grey eyes. She’s only one year and a half and Fiona only adopted her three weeks ago.

Brook is so full of life, she already knows how to walk with the support of someone obviously. She knows a lot of words, but it's not like she can communnicate fluidly. She confuses pronouns, and can't form sentence structures at all, but she knows words here and there.

 She’s always looking for an adventure and to learn new things. I still remember how Fiona's face would light up every time she talked about Brooke or Brooke was in the room. Thinking of how much she loved her only makes me more upset.

“She’s in the hospital, honey. They won’t let anyone but her legal guardian see her. We are here. The lady from  social services is inside with here. ” My mum trailed off.

“Who’s her legal guardian?” I ask eager for the answer.  I need to know if Brooke is going to be ok.

“You are Harry.”

Those three words chang my life forever.