Yours

[Rebecca's POV]
"Are you sure?" Simon asked apprehensively.
We were seated in his office; just him and I. "I'm sure."
"But, why?" He asked not understanding.
"I want to be not apart of this as much as I can if that even makes sense." I said sitting straight up.
"A bit, but what are you going to do without it?" He asked.
"I have an idea." I said.
I told him my idea and he agreed after thinking it over. I just can't stand being apart of this like this. If they want me to still be his girlfriend, fine. Simon did some things on the computer while I sat going over the next year of my life. I sighed.
We've been back from Florida for five days and everyone leaves for tour tomorrow. I'm suppose to be spending the night at Harry's house tonight, so it will be easier for pick up. With that, Simon has sent Louis on 'Barry' watch tonight as he called it.
"Alright, everything seems good. Are you sure though? I can help you out a bit."He said half-smiling.
"I'm good." I said standing up. "Thank you."
"Becca, i'm sorry for putting this on you and being a bad uncle." Simon said looking down at his desk.
"I'm sorry too." I said and walked out.
I called a cab and sat on the curb. Man, I really need to get a license. I waited about 20 minutes for one and it finally showed up. I climbed in giving her my address to drop me off. I'll go home, get my luggage, and then go to Harry's for the night. Sabrina hasn't called, or picked up my calls. I'm still not engaging in a real conversation with Harry. Maybe three words at a time, or so. He's gone to his ways again. He went out last night. Didn't show till this morning. Not really sure what he did to be honest.
I pulled up to my apartment and got out paying the lady cab driver. I walked up to my house and unlocked it walking in. I strolled upstairs passing each room one by one till I got to mine. I opened my door seeing my luggage on my bed just waiting for me. I walked around making sure I didn't forget anything. Nope. I grabbed my luggage. Three suitcases, and a carry on. Hope that's enough, because that's all I got.
I walked downstairs with my luggage and turned everything off as I went down. I made it to my front door pulling everything out and locking my front door. I walked down my front steps making my way to Harry's. I got to his and just went in. We don't knock anymore. I dragged everything into the living room and looked around not seeing Harry.
I sat down and called Sabrina.
"Hello" she asked on the third ring.
I was in shock I was ready to leave a message like usual. "Hi."
"Oh, it's you."
"If it's not to much to ask, please here me out. Can we please Skype?"
"Why should I?" she spit.
"Good point, I just need to see my best friend."
"Rebecca we--" I cut her off.
"Please."
She sighed long and hard. "Fine."
I smiled. "Thank you!!"
I hung up and went for my laptop. I tried turning it on, dead. I groaned.
Wait.
Harry has one. I jumped off the couch and ran upstairs. I ran into his room seeing him look at me mid putting his shirt on. "Yes?" He asked sliding it all the way down his torso.
"Your computer, can I borrow it?" I asked.
"Sure." He said walking over and grabbing it from his desk. He walked over to me about to give it to me. "Why?"
I shook my head and grabbed it walking down the hall. He didn't fight it knowing it was probably Sabrina related. Every time we talked I was doing something to get a hold of Sabrina, or Sabrina was mentioned I wouldn't answer back.
I got to the couch and sat down ready to talk to Sabrina.
I think.

[Harry's POV]
I was quite curious as to why she needed my laptop. I knew it was something about Sabrina because she didn't answer my question. Since the wedding, all she say's are short little sentences. Nothing else. The boys are mad at me for making her this way. I didn't do anything to that girl. God.
I walked downstairs, but stopped at the third stair from the top. I could see Rebecca biting her lip sitting the computer on her lap.
This should be good.
"Hey, Sab!" She smiled.
"Hey." I heard Sabrina say flatly.

Ohh.
Rebecca sighed. "Listen I--" she was cut off.
"Can I go? you've seen me and frankly I don't want to see you, ever." Sabrina said harshly.
"Sabrina please." Rebecca begged.
"No, i'm sick and tired of this constant lying. You should know better than anyone that I hate lying." Sabrina shouted.
Rebecca looked down. "Sab I--" she was cut off again.
"God, and you're such a hypocrite. You didn't even like Harry and now your dating him? really? what are you doing? using him? money? sex? what?" Sabrina said.
"What? no! I swear!" Rebecca pleaded.
"No, i'm so done with you."
Rebecca started to get watery eyed.
"And guess what? R--" I blocked out what Sabrina was about to say next because my front door opened. I stood up quickly looking like I was just walking downstairs.
"Hey, Harry." Louis said dragging in his luggage.
"Hey." I said trying to act as normal as possible.
I made it to the last step when Rebecca came in with tears down her face. "YOU!" she screamed pointing at me.
"Me?" I asked pointing to myself. Louis stopped and slowly put down the handle from his suitcase while looking at us.
She nodded. "THANKS TO YOU I NO LONGER HAVE A BEST FRIEND. SHE THINKS I'M A LYING HYPOCRITE AND SHE REFUSES TO ASSOCIATE WITH ONE. THANKS TO YOU I LOST MY BOYFRIEND, BUT YOU SHOULD BE HAPPY ABOUT THAT." She kept screaming.
"Why?" I asked holding up my hands.
"Because," she said wiping her tears. "you were right."
"Right about what?" I asked obliviously.
She walked past Louis and turned around. "He was cheating on me the entire relationship. All he wanted to do was get in my pants. He also thinks i'm a whore for going to you right after breaking up with him. He never cared. I hope you're happy Harry because I sure in the hell am not."
Then she walked out.
To say the least both Louis and I were speechless. That was the most she's said to me for a week. I didn't mean those words I said to her before about her boyfriend, but if she wants to go blame this on me and her stupid life getting "ruined" then so be it.
Please. The only one who's life ruined here is mine.
"WHAT THE HELL? I'M NOT EVEN HERE FOR A MINUTE AND YOU TWO HAVE ALREADY DROVE HER OUT OF THE HOUSE!" Louis exploded. "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?"
"DON'T YOU EVEN DARE BRING THIS ON ME LOUIS! IT'S ALL HER; EVERYTHING. SHE'S THE REASON SHE'S CRYING. SHE'S THE LYING HYPOCRITE, NOT ME. SHE'S THE ONE THAT GOT CHEATED ON. THAT WAS NOT MY FAULT. SHE IS THE REASON WHY HER LIFE IS SO CALLED "RUINED"." I yelled back.
"Do you honestly think she's the cause of all this?" Louis started walking up to me. "If she didn't have to babysit your arse and make you back to normal, then none of this would have happened. So, if you think it's all her fault, check yourself."
I glared at Louis and stormed up the stairs to my room. She's turned my best mate against me.
I'm so done with her.


[Rebecca's POV]
I was crying on his front steps. Pathetic, right? well my keys are in his living room with the rest of my stuff. I can hear Louis and Harry arguing. I can't believe Harry was right, about Reese. Why would he do that to me? and with Jenna?
I was wiping my eyes when Louis came out. "You alright, love?"
"Yeah." I nodded.
"Becca, tell me the truth." he said sitting next to me.
I started to shake my head no. "I've lost two of the most important people in my life because of Harry."
"I hate to say it, but you lost Reese before Harry even was apart of this." He said rubbing my back.
"I know." I sighed leaning on his shoulder.
"Well, come on. I need you inside." He said standing up.
Great words of comfort from Louis. Really. I appreciate them so much.
"Why?" I asked standing up.
"I just need help." he said gripping my hand and dragging me in up the stairs.
We kept walking until he burst through Harry's door. Harry looked Pissed. I got shoved in and Louis quickly shut the door.
"NOW YOU TWO KISS AND MAKE-UP. I'M TIRED OF ALL YOUR BULLSHIT." He yelled through the door.
Harry and I looked at each other and ran to the door. "LOUIS LET ME OUT!" I screamed banging on the door.
Harry was shouting things at Louis i'd rather not repeat and banging on the door as well. When we tried opening it, it wouldn't budge. We turned to each other and we were at war.
"THIS IS ALL YOUR FUCKING FAULT!" Harry cursed at me.
"NO," I said poking his chest. "IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT."
"WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE SUCH A BITCH! EVERYTHING YOU DO YOU RUIN." Harry shot.
"HARRY IF YOU WOULD JUST GROW UP THEN THIS WOULDN'T BE HAPPENING." I spat.
He started walking closer to me angry as hell. I started to back up. "You are a whinny, annoying, fucked up crybaby, and" I hit the wall gulping. "I've had it up to here with you." He slammed his hand on the wall beside my right ear. I flinched. I tried to show him I wasn't scared, but his eyes just got darker. "The only person who has ruined your life is you. I haven't done shit to you. Maybe you should be the one growing up. I'm not the one always running out crying because someone said something mean to me. I could seriously care less if you got ran over by a car because one of your sprints out my door. I have no feelings except hatred towards you. You are nothing to me. Whether you like it or not we're stuck like this for a year. You can't change me because I don't need to be changed. You can blame this all on Simon because he's the one paying you to be here." He removed his hand. "Lucky for your boyfriend to get the hell out. He's the smart one here. You aren't worth anything."
"Harry Simon isn't--" he cut me off.
He got close to my face. If I had moved an inch forward, my lips would have been on his. "I hate you too."
He's really frightening when he's angry. He leaned away from me and walked off to go lay on his bed. I sunk down to the floor holding in my tears.
I. am. so. done.


**********************************************morning*****************************************************
Louis never came back. He left Harry and I in a room together all night. We haven't spoken to each other, and i'm fine with it. What he said did hurt last night, but I held in the tears, so I thought.
"JESUS HARRY, YOU LEFT HER ON THE FLOOR. SHE'S CRYING!" Louis boomed through the room.
I heard him chuckled. "My bad."
I mentally rolled my eyes. "Rebecca," Louis said shaking me. "wake up."
I opened my eyes slowly to see a smiling Louis. "Get cleaned up and get ready. We're leaving in an hour, or so." He said.
I stood up not answering. I just..
I walked out of the room when Louis grabbed my arm. "How did it go?"

"He didn't even let me finish." I mumble.
"What?" Louis asked.
I turned around. "He didn't let me finish telling him that i'm not getting paid. I went yesterday to cancel all of the pay."
"Why?" he asked.
"I need to be as far away from this as I can." I said and walked into the living room for my clothes.
It was my only way of not being apart of this as much.


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