I can't stop listening to FOUR, since the day it got leaked I'm still addicted!! Who's with me? :D
And as you all probably know school started again...I want to kill myself :'( I'll still try to update twice on Fridays tho and every other day I can :)
Okay my Legends, enjoy this lol , hope it doesn't suck, most of it are thoughts and not speeches but you really have to read those and give me some comments on your thoughts!! ;)
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Rebecca's POV:
We all sat in silence and in the dark as we watched our movie, our mouths too busy to chew our delicious slices of pizza to talk. My legs were on the couch as I watched with wide eyes, waiting for something to jump out of the blue and scare me.
My eyes took sideways glances at Niall who was eating his fourth slice of pizza next to Hannah who wasn't eating any more. She had her hand on the back of his head, gently ruffling his hair and calming him down. It saddens me, seeing Niall so vulnerable. He never cried in front of anyone else besides me. He trusts me as much as I trust him, wich makes us even and best friends. I didn't like seeing Niall crying, I wanted him to move on and forget about Zayn's or the others' deaths.
Don't ask things from others that you can't even reach them yourself.
I let a small sigh and refocused on the movie. Harry didn't say anything else as we sat next to each other, probably because he didn't want to upset me. I was glad for that, knowing that Harry gives me some privacy. I'm still on my period, and the fact that he does all that to make it easier for me brought happiness to my heart.
Our extremely happy mood was gone, we all in the room knew that. We all didn't seem that excited, but we all tried our best to make it less awkward and much better and comforting. My mind went back to Zoe; oh God, she will think I'm a freak. First time seeing me and what did I show her? Tears. She will probably think I have a serious problem. Oh God, I'll have to clarify some things with her.
Liam and Harry made some small jokes that gained nothing more than some chuckles and snorts from the rest of us. I could see how much Harry tried to lighten up the mood with Liam's help, but it wasn't just the right time. Emily even tried to tease Spencer and Zoe, but Spencer always scowled at her and groaned while Zoe awkwardly smiled. Something's wrong with Spencer; she even made Zoe feel uncomfortable. Spencer's change of mood was the worst than all of us. She looked so pissed off, bored and frustrated. I wanted to ask her if something happened with Josh but decided against it.
Minutes later Harry and I were in the car, driving back home. We hugged and kissed the others goodbye, including Zoe, but excluding Spencer. She went to talk with Josh on the phone in the bathroom. She really did act weird.
However, all the others were really kind and sweet to not only me, but Harry as well. We said we will do that again sometime soon, especially now that Liam stays here for Christmas. He will leave for new year's eve with Zoe though, they will go back to New York. I don't blame them, New York is always the best destination to go and celebrate for new year's eve.
Harry and I entered the house and quickly made our way up to the bedroom. Because of my period, I feel exhausted and sad. I know it's not only because of my period though. What happened with Zayn really did affect my emotions.
Harry lied on his back next to me in bed just like I did. I closed my eyes when I felt my stomach hurting again. When will this period come to an end? I'm literally dying here. The room had a dim light since our lights were turned off and the only source of light was the moon and the stars that came into the room through the window.
“How do you feel?” Harry asked lowly, his deep voice giving me chills.
“Bad.” I replied quietly, not even moving an inch.
“Wanna talk about it?” he asked calmly.
“To be honest...no.” I sighed. “I really don't know how I feel..all this thing with Zayn..” I shook gently my head. “It kills me.” I murmured.
“It's okay...we will figure it out somehow.” his cold hand touched mine.
“I hope so.” I sighed again. “This is too much.”
“It is.” He agreed quietly. I felt his body shifting beside me before I felt his lips pressing against my forehead, sending a jolt of electricity through me.
“Sleep, Rebecca.” he mumbled before pulling away.
“I can't. You know why..”
“Try, I'll be right here baby, don't worry.” he wrapped both arms around me, pulling me towards him.
I turned to my side to face him and hid my face in his chest as I placed my hands on his shoulders, quickly falling back into my own world of dreams and nightmares.
Harry's POV:
Rebecca fit perfectly in my arms as I held her close to me, the need of having her pressed against me making me tighten my already tight grip around her, still aware of hurting her.
My stomach was turned into tiny knots that literally had me wide awake. I couldn't sleep. I felt nervous; nervous that I might have another nightmare with a dead Rebecca screaming for my name again.
Those nightmares literally sicken me.
A knock on the window made my head turn immidiately, my eyes scanning the window and waiting patiently for a movement or a shadow. There was silence in the room, the only sound that hit my ears was Rebecca's soft breaths and her beating heart.
I turned my head back and ducked it down so I was only inches away from hers. Her small breaths hit my lips, giving me goosebumps. She looked so pained, but undoubtedly the most beautiful girl I've ever seen.
Even when I was possesed by the evil, I still thought she was hot and pretty. I didn't really want to hurt her beautiful face, or scratch her soft skin. No. Louis did all that. That son of a bitch really did mess up with me.
My heart pounded loudly as I closed my eyes and slowly started falling into my own slumber. Feeling Rebecca's breath against my skin and her hands tightly gripping my shoulders made it even easier for me to fall asleep.
“Can we just leave already?” Rebecca groaned as she shoved her car keys in her back.
“Okay, okay, calm down, would you?” I rolled my eyes as I closed her front door, porpusely loud.
She flinched and gritted her teeth. “Harry!” she hissed.
“Rebecca.” I mocked, sticking my tongue out at her.
She rolled her eyes and turned around. I smirked, glad I just pissed her off. She started walking towards my car that was park on the other side of the road and I followed, my eyes glued on my phone as I typed a text.
A scream that made my heart freeze and my eyes to snap up had me paralyzed. My entire body fell numb and weak as I saw Rebecca's body lying on the hard concrete, blood soaking her body as a car was right above her.
“No!” I screamed and tried to move my feet. I was paralyzed, frozen as I stared at her dead eyes staring back at me.
I couldn't control my breathing as my eyes snapped open. Rebecca had mysteriously turned to her side so that her back was pressed against my chest while I was sleeping.
I couldn't help but jump off the bed and make my way downstairs. I needed fresh air, and I needed it now. My heart was still racing and my head was spinning, but I knew I had to go out. With my phone in my coat's pocket and my hair up in a ponytail, I left the house.
The cold air hit my face and calmed me down, making it easier for me to control my breathing. My boots hit hard the concrete as I walked, hands digged deep into my pockets.
Different thoughts rushed into my head. Most of them relating to Rebecca. Others relating to other people. I looked around me at the empty strees, not really caring of where I'm going to, but just because I needed to find something else to focus on.
No matter how hard I tried, my brain brought the same subject I've been thinking about for 3 months now. I have to keep up, I can't stop. With this in my head, I started walking down the familiar street I've been walking some nights for 3 months now.
This is a big mistake. Harry my man, you've fucked up. You have to stop now before it's too late.
I shook my head, rubbing my temples. A wave of guilt washed through me, bringing Rebecca's sad face in my head. I pushed the memory away and kept walking, trying to block those thoughts away.
Harry stop, this is wrong! Think about the consequenses!
I moved like a flash through the night, trying to get to my destination as fast as I can. I didn't want to think about the consequenses. It's not like it will ever get out in the light. Rebecca won't find out.
She can't find out, otherwise everything will go straight to hell.
I reached my destination and let a heavy sigh past my lips. My stomach turned as I raised my hand to press the button for the bell of the roof, my finger slowly shaking. I stood there for a second, my finger inches away from the button.
You can still make it up, Harry. Just turn around and go back to your girl. Don't mess it up.
No. I can't stop now. I have to do it.
Just as I was about to press the button, my phone vibrated in my pocket. I pursed my lips tightly together before dropping my hand down and taking my phone out to answer the call. Who the fuck calls at midnight?
Without checking the caller ID, I answered the call and brought the phone up to my ear. “Hello?” I asked a little harshly.
“Harry, sorry for calling you this late, but I have some news.”
“And you had to fucking call me at midnight? Have you ever heard of fucking texts Dan?” I hissed, frustration flooding through me.
“Sorry bro, but seriously, so what if it's midnight? You're 19 for God's sake, you can stay up all night. I thought you were the guy that hooks up every night and has hangovers every day?”
I clenched my jaw and glared at the button in front of me. “Shut the fuck up Dan or I will cut your fucking tongue.” I warned, my voice low.
He laughed, pissing me off even more. “Okay, okay, do you want to know the news or no?”
“Just spit it out, man.” I growled.
“Coach said we're leaving for Chicago in tomorrow—today morning actually—for the game. We'll stay there for 4 days.”
My eyes widened, my jaw dropping. “What?!” I shouted, turning around.
“Isn't it just awesome? Man, I love Chicago. It has the hottest girls on—,“
“I don't care your personal thoughts and likings!” I hissed, cutting him off. “How long were you planning that? Why haven't you told me about the game in Chicago?”
“For 3 weeks now. Bro, that's why we're practising.”
I shook my head and rubbed my temples. Fuck. “Okay, see you tomorrow.” I ended the call without listening his answer.
I ran a hand through my hair, tugging at the ends. Why did I have to play football again? Sighing, I turned around and started walking towards home.
Home.
Oh God, Rebecca's not gonna be happy when she'll hear the news.
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