Becca
Becca woke up the next morning to the sounds of laughter coming from the kitchen. Boy’s laughter. Soon enough the blonde one entered her room unannounced. “It’s time to wake up, young lady!”
“Good morning,” Becca smiled, groggy eyed, stretching in her sheets.
“Hurry! We’ve made breakfast!” He handed her her crutches and tugged at her free arm like an eager child. “I just need to wake Harry and we can eat!”
“I wouldn’t do that.” Becca grunted, pushing herself off the bed.
“Why not?” He asked, confused.
“I don’t think the girl in his bed would appreciate it…unless she’s hungry. Then by all means!”
Niall’s eyes ballooned up. “He didn’t!”
“Yup.” Becca said making her way out of the room. “And I’m supposed to be the whore!”
She sat at the kitchen table, good leg to her chest, watching Louis, Niall, and Liam eat their platters of beans, eggs, toast, and ham.
“Did those hurt?” The blonde one asked tapping her ear with his fork.
“Some of them did.” Becca replied, playfully smacking his fork away.
“I don’t understand body jewelry, personally. I think they’re unnecessary. Like, what’s the point, you know?” Louis said cramming eggs down his throat.
“Funny,” Becca replied. “That’s how I feel about boy bands.”
Louis coughed up his food in shock, making the rest of them crack up.
“Becca, are you sure you’re not hungry?” Liam asked, “We made plenty.”
After the night she had Becca knew her appetite would be gone for sometime. “I’m okay. I called Zayn; he’s going to pick me up a coffee on the way here. That should get me by.”
In the corner of her eye Becca sensed something moving. The sounds of last nights whore slyly made their way down the hall and into the kitchen area. The boys instantly dropped their forks and knives and quietly, but swiftly huddled at the end of the hall to see Harry’s latest conquest.
“She’s quite pretty, isn’t she?” Liam whispered. The other boys nodded as they eagerly repositioned themselves to get a better view.
Becca looked over at Niall’s plate. There was a giant piece of fatty ham calling her name. Who am I kidding? I need food. She lifted it to her mouth. As she chewed through she could hear the front door close shut. She watched as the boys ran back to their seats, giggling like children.
Harry emerged from the hallway.
“What are you guys doing here?” His eyes were red and puffy.
“We’re supposed to hang out today, remember?” Louis gave him a mischievous grin, “So did you do her?”
“Louie!” Liam shouted. “We’re in front of a lady!”
“Oh, please!” Louis rolled his eyes. “I’m more of a lady than she is!”
“Not gonna argue about that one.” Becca said under her breath.
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A Clash in Styles (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)
FanficIn a world where Harry Styles is an international superstar, there is also a rebellious Becca who can barely take herself seriously, let alone 5 singing boys in skinny jeans. She doesn't seem to fit into the fangirl world and would much rather be li...
