Yours

[Rebecca's POV]


' HARRY STYLES AND REBECCA GREY SPLIT??
Many people are going on about if Harry Styles has ended it with girlfriend Rebecca Grey after five months. Nothing is for sure yet, but everyone is getting antsy to find out.
Fans on twitter that attended the lads Madison Square Garden Concert have been blowing up twitter about seeing Rebecca leaving the venue in tears. No one knows what happened, but we do know she went to the airport that night. We also know Styles himself went to the airport in a hurry. He went in alone; came out alone.
We didn't see any traces of #Barry for two weeks after that. That's when the rumors of the break up started. Everyone thought it was over.
Not so fast, Saturday night Styles and Grey were seen together being cute together. Styles took Grey to The London Eye and to a near by street festival that was going on that night. They were laughing and smiling all night. They held hands for a short period of time, but we think that was because Styles didn't want to get her lost in the crowd coming out of the Eye.
We have seen pictures of them walking side by side, hanging on each other laughing, and looking at each other lovingly. Although that might sound good enough for you as them together still, there were no kisses shared that night.
So the question is still up. Is Harry Styles and Rebecca Grey still together, just friends, or even back together?
Write your opinion down below. We'd love to know what you all think!'
I rolled my eyes as I read this. We're just friends people! I see Simon hasn't done anything that shows that we are over. Stupid Simon and his stupid ego.
I looked up and groaned in frustration. Maybe last Saturday did confuse people. Crappp.
It's been a week since the outing with Harry and everything seems great between us actually. He's been really sweet and supportive of me. He still helps me out in the gym every time I go. He sits there by the wall and just watches me. It's like he doesn't have anything better to do, but i've noticed he doesn't look bored. He seems... interested.
I heard a knock at my door and removed my laptop off my legs. I got up from the couch and shuffled towards the door. I opened the door and knitted my eyes in confusion once I saw Harry and a... girl.
"Um... hello." I said.
Harry had his arms crossed looking annoyed. The girl put her hand on his shoulder. He rolled his eyes, and shook off her hand.
"Hey, Bec." He said glaring at the girl.
"Hi." I said feeling the tension between them.
"Well, aren't you going to introduce me?" She asked giving me a dirty look.
He sighed heavy then turned to me. "Rebecca, this is Natalie." he said with no emotion.
Alright...
I turned to her and smiled. "Hi."
She rolled her eyes. "Harry, you forget one important thing."
I turned to Harry as he was shaking his head no. "No i'm not."
She rolled her eyes at him then turned to me.
"Hi, i'm Natalie. Harry's new girlfriend."
Bang.

[Harry's POV] *4 Hours earlier*
I was walking to Simon's office. He called me wanting me to come up. I really hope it's to apologies, because he owes me one. Along with Rebecca.
I waved to Paige the receptionist and she buzzed me in. I opened the glass doors and went through. I walked all the way down the hall and reached his wooden doors. I knocked and stepped in.
"Hello, Simon." I said closing the doors.
"Ah, Harry. I see you made it on time." He said.
I rolled my eyes before I looked up from my phone. I looked up and. "So, what was it," I looked to the other chair. There was a person sitting in it. "who's she?" I asked pointing to the girl.
"That's what I wanted to talk to you about." He said. He gestured me to sit down.
I walked to the other chair and just looked at her with a weird expression. I was confused. "Harry, this is Natalie."
"Hi." I smiled politely.
"Hey." She said and then turned to Simon.
Okay..
I turned to Simon and he was looking at me. "Since there is no more Rebecca, Natalie will take her place."
It took me a minutes of just blinking at him before I actually understood what he was telling me.
I closed my eyes and shook my head slowly. "No," I opened my eyes. "you can't do that."
"I can and I will." He said simply.
"Simon, do you know how this will make me look?" I asked sitting up.
"You need someone to help you and since Rebecca is out of the picture I brought Natalie in it to help you." He said looking to her.
"But," I shook my head. "I don't need help anymore. I'm... i'm fine."
"Harry, the bar fight." He said sternly. "You clearly can't control yourself."
I stood up out of frustration. "Simon, i've told you why I did that. It was protecting your niece."
"I thank you for that, but she can handle herself and the things being said about her. She's a strong girl." He said waving off my good deed.
"Simon!" I nearly yelled. "I fought for the right of my "girlfriend". How is that bad?"
"It was immature." He said. "Now, Natalie is more like you, so maybe she'll work better."
"What do you mean more like me?" I asked.
"You know, stubborn, flirty, rotten at times." He said listing them on his fingers.
I am offended.
"This won't work. If I date her, people are going to call me a womanizer again." I said sitting back down.
He sighed. "I don't care what you say Harry. Everything is already worked out. She is and will be your new fake girlfriend."
I glared so hard at Simon.
"This is bloody ridiculous!" I shouted.
"Spend the day with her and get to know her. You'll be spending the rest of the year with her." He said standing up an walking to Natalie.
I got up. "Simon, you're making a big mistake."
"I'll be the judge of that." He said. He helped her out of her seat and then walked to the door. "You two can leave now."
I huffed and walked out leaving her behind. Once I made it to the end of the hall, I heard footsteps behind me and then a hand hold mine. I looked down to my side seeing her holding my hand without even asking. "No." I spat yanking my hand away and walking out of the office.
"This is bullshit."
"You big baby." She rolled her eyes.
This is... kill me.
[Rebecca's POV] *present*

"You're not my girlfriend." He spat pushing past me and walking into my apartment.
I looked back to Natalie still standing on my front step. She started following Harry. As she past, she looked me up and down grimacing. Did she just judge me? Who does this chick think she even is?
I shut the door as we were all in. Harry was leaning on my hall wall just glaring at Natalie as she looked around the place. I stood by the door keeping quiet. I still haven't spoke. I don't know why either. I knew this was coming.
Harry got up from the wall and headed towards the living room. She followed like a lost puppy. I followed her and as I got in there, she sat right by Harry on the couch. His arms were still crossed. His head was on the back of the couch with his eyes closed. I was going to walk in and say something, but she started to do something.
She scooted close to Harry and started moving her hand up his thigh. It's like I wasn't even here. Harry opened one of his eyes and looked down to her. He uncrossed his arms and took her hand and flung it off his thigh. "Don't touch me." He hissed.
"I know you like it." She said flirty scooting even close. She was too close for his liking. You could tell by the face he was making.
He took her hand that found it's way back to his leg and grabbed it. "Not," he shoved it off. "when your" he scooted her away. "doing it."
I found this amusing, so I leaned on the door frame and watched this play out.
"Oh, come on Harry. I'm your girlfriend." She whined.
He rolled his eyes. "How many times do I have to tell you that you are not my girlfriend."
"Until Simon say's otherwise." She shot at him.
Oh burn.
He bit his lip. I knew he was trying to hold back some words. He used to do it to me before he'd throw some colorful words at me.
She hit his arm. "So stop being a baby about all this."
"Listen here you little b--" I cut him off.
"Uh, Harry," I said getting off the wall. He looked at me. "Why'd you come here?"
"I need to talk to you." He said. He was about to stand up when she intertwined their hands. "Will you please.." he said shaking her hand off.
I sniffled a giggle. She shot me a glare. Well then..
Harry stood up and walked past me grabbing my hand and walking out quickly. He took me into the kitchen. He let go of my hand and let out a big breath as he rubbed his face. "I can't do this."
"Do what?" I asked confused.
He turned around to face me. "That!" he pointed to the living room.
"What about "that"?" I joked.
"She's your replacement." He said.
"I figured." I said looking down.
"I've been with her for four hours and I already can't stand her." He said sitting at the table.
"She seems nice." I smiled.
He turned to me. "Seriously?"
I shook my head. "I was just trying to make this better."
"I don't want another fake relationship, Rebecca." He sighed putting his head in his hands.
I suddenly felt bad. I walked over to him and started to massage his shoulders. "She's nothing like you."
"Is she suppose to?" I asked.
"She's not suppose to be a horror I can tell you that." He said lifting his head up.
"She can't be that bad Harry." I said.
He stopped me by standing up. He turned around to me looking at me serious. "Not bad? all she wants is sex, she hits me-"
"-I hit you sometimes."
"No," he shook his head. "yours are playfully like this," he hit my shoulder playfully. "hers are like this," he hit my arm hard. Not too hard, but just enough to let it sting for a second or two.
I rubbed my arm. "Ow."
"Sorry, Bec." He said suddenly softening and rubbing my arm.
"It's fine. I'm glad you demonstrated." I said.
He looked at me confused. "Now I can go in there and hit her across the face just as hard." I said turning around.
Before I walked out, he grabbed my hand and pulled me back. "Don't."
I sighed and sank to the chair. "She shouldn't do that."
"I mean, it's fine now, but if it's that hard now can you think about it months from now?" He said widening his eyes at the thought.
"I'm sorry." I said shaking my head. This is all my fault.
"Don't be, I just can't be with that brat." He huffed sitting down in the chair next to me.
"Maybe, she'll warm up to you." I shrugged.
He looked up at me. "Are you kidding me? she's already tried to get in my pants twice today... today!"
"You like that sort of stuff." I said half smiling.
"No," he shook his head. "i'm not like that anymore. I can not and will not ever have sex with that creature."
I giggled. "You really don't like her do you?"
"No!" He breathed.
"Well, I don't know what to tell you." I said biting my lip and turning to place my arms on the table.
He copied my movement and turned around placing his arms on the table. We stayed like this for a couple minutes. It was silent. It wasn't awkward it's just... neither of us knew what to say next. I feel like this is all my fault. I caused this for him. Now i'm the one causing him to be unhappy. I can't do that to him. It's not who I a--
"Bec?" Harry asked barely audible.
"Yeah?" I asked turning my head facing him.
He gulped and turned to me. "Why did you shred the contract?"
"I was angry. I didn't want to be apart of it anymore." I said turning to look at my hands. I started playing with my nails. It's a bad habit.
"We could have still been together and none of this would have happened." He said more to himself. I know he didn't mean to make it sound like he was blaming me, yet I still felt even worse.
I didn't talk. I didn't know what to say. "Bec, I want you back. No Natalie. You make me who I want to be; she doesn't"
I was silent again, but only for a few seconds this time.
"Harry, sometimes life, or even Simon throws things at us that we just have to deal with." I said picking at my nail polish.
Harry saw and he put his left hand over my hands to make me stop. "What if life, or even Simon throws us something rude, horny, and just plain mean?"
I sighed. "Then we deal with it."
He took his hand off my hands and looked at me. I could feel his gaze."I don't want to deal with it."
"Sometimes we just have too." I said turning to him.
"Why can't it just be back to being simple?" He asked.
"Because I was unhappy." I said looking back down.
"Well, now i'm unhappy." He whispered.
I stood up. "I'm sorry, Harry." I went to my fridge and took out a water. "Maybe she will help you. You never know unless you try."
"That's for trying a new food not for a rude prostitute." He said and I could tell he rolled his eyes.
I cracked a smile. "Harry," I turned around. He looked at me still in the chair. "when life gives you lemons make lemonade."
He grimaced. "I am not making lemonade with her."
I laughed.
"This isn't funny, Rebecca." He tried not to laugh. "I'm serious. Once I leave here, who knows what she'll do to me."
"I'm sure nothing you haven't done before." I joked.
"Rebecca!" He said.
"What?" I shrugged. "i'm being honest."
He shook his head. "Why can't she be like you?"
"I'm a one of a kind." I winked then giggled. "But really, there isn't that much difference from me and her. Except maybe the whole sex part."
"Your right about that. You comfort me, she... makes me uncomfortable." He shivered at the thought of her I guess.
I giggled. "Come here." I said opening my arms.
He smiled and came into my arms hugging me back. "See.. nothing but comfort."
I smiled. "I wish there was something I could do."
He held me tighter. "I wish there was too." he whispered.
We both took deep breaths and just hugged each other. I rubbed the top of his back and he held me tighter. I don't know. I guess we both just feel like it's the right time to comfort each other. We are always like this towards each other. Friends do that.
"Uh hem.." someone coughed.
Harry and I turned our heads. Natalie was standing at the kitchen door arms crossed. "Yeah?" Harry asked.
"You've both been in here long enough." She spat stomping towards Harry and pulling his arm. He let go of me and I watched as she pulled him out of the kitchen.
"Bye, Bec." He got in right before she pulled him out of sight.
The eyes he just made at me... he looked so unhappy...
[Harry's POV]
"You need to not do that while we're together." Natalie nagged as she pulled me out of Rebecca's flat.
"We're friends. It was called a hug." I said yanking my arm from her grip.
"That was a little close for friends." She said crossing her arms.
"It was just a hug." I huffed walking to the flat.
I knew she would follow, but I didn't want her too at all. I got to my flat and walked up the steps. I unlocked the door and walked in shutting the door in her face.
She knocked.
I sighed and went back to the door and opened it. "What?"
"Aren't you going to invite me in?" She asked.
"I'd rather not." I said slamming the door in her face again.
This time she didn't take that as an answer, so she opened my door and walked right in. "That's trespassing."
"Get over it." She hissed.
I glared at her as she went upstairs. "Where are you going?" I shouted as she reached the top step.
She didn't answer. Stubborn woman.
I rubbed my face letting out a frustrated puff and ran upstairs. I opened every door and she wasn't in any of the rooms. I reached my door. Please have your clothes on... please. I opened the door and she was looking at the things on my desk with clothes.
Phew.
I walked in. "Do you like her?" she asked running her finger across the desk.
"Who?' I asked obliviously.
She turned to me. "Rebecca."
"If I says yes, will you leave?" I asked seriously.
She laughed."No, so just answer."
"She's a good friend of mine." I said.
She smiled. "That's not an answer."
Yep, confused.
"Get out of my room." I said pointing to out the door.
"Why? we're about to use it." She said.
"Excuse me? we aren't using this room for anything." I said.
She bit her lip. "Can't we have a little fun?"
I shook my head. "No, we can't." I said and walked right out of my room.
I walked down the stairs and went into the living room. I sat on the couch and turned on the tv. I don't know how i'm going to do this for the rest of the year. It just started too. I want Rebecca back. I want her back fake or real. I just want her back.
"Dammit Harry." Natalie hopped on my lap.
"Omff." I groaned.
"Why won't you have sex with me?" She whined.
"Because this isn't a real relationship." I said. "Plus, I don't even like you."
"That didn't stop you before." She smirked.
"Right," I said moving her off. "that was before."
She sighed and sat next to me. I started watching tv.
Not even five minutes later I felt her hand sliding on my leg. I slapped it away. She did as told, but tried something new. She started kissing my neck. Talk about gross. I shoved her lightly off of me. "I'm serious we aren't ever going to do anything of that nature."
"You're going to have to kiss me one of these days," she hopped back on my lap. "why not start now?"
She leaned in and I blocked this kiss by turning my head to the side. "This counts as rape I hope you know."
"God, Harry you're such a dower." She nearly yelled getting up off my lap and storming off.
I'd rather be a downer than be raped by that thing.
I hope no one caught pictures of us together. I really do. I don't want her.
I watched more tv. She was somewhere in the flat, but I don't know where. I was watching an infomercial when it came back into the living room.
"Harry, does this look alright?" She asked.
I thought nothing of it as I was turning to face her. "Why the hell are you wearing my shirt? and nothing but my shirt?"
"I wanted to.. spice things up." She grinned walking over sexily to me.
Kill...me.
"Leave me alone." I sat up from my laying position.
"We're together now, we need to get comfortable." She said sitting on my lap.
"Please get off, i'm extremely uncomfortable right now." I said looking at her.
She rolled her eyes. "Harry, just kiss me."
"I refuse." I simply said.
"Har--" she was cut off by her phone ringing. She glared at me as she went to the side table. She got it and picked it up.
"Hello?... uh huh.... oh thank god it was going nowhere." she hung up and smiled at me. "Looks like we're over."
"What?" I asked confused.
"Simon just called; we're over." she said taking my shirt off and walking away.
Slut.

I looked at my shirt. "Need to burn that.." I mumbled to myself.
I wonder what changed Simon's mind?
[Rebecca's POV]
"It's done." Simon said hanging up the phone in in office.
I nodded. "O-okay."
"Welcome back, Rebecca." He smiled.
I didn't smile I just looked off to the side. Why do I keep doing this to myself??
Because it was all your fault in the first place he was so unhappy, you had no choice.
At least he'll be happy again.
But.. what if this ruins everything again?




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