Yours

Late late late

[Rebecca's POV]

     Breaking up with Reese yesterday was harder than I thought. Truth is, like Harry said, he took it better than expected, like he was almost relieved. I thought for sure he'd show some sympathy or at least put up a fight, but he didn't. He just let it  happen without a second thought. I think that is what hurt me the worst.

Today Simon wants Harry and I to hang around town with each other. I'm suppose to be meeting Harry for lunch at noon. Simon just really knows how to screw up my schedule. I was going to dance for a few more hours today to make up for lost time,but I guess that is not going to happen.

I'm at the gym now dancing. I'm trying to think of a routine I can do for auditions. The routine has got to be perfect. I found a gym near my apartment and they actually have a very nice dance studio. There is me and one other dancer here; she's amazing. Her name is Macey and she's 21 and has been dancing for 12 years. She says it's her life. She has been helping me work off my emotions towards Harry and Reese through dance. Two boys I just really don't understand anymore. Well, I just met Harry, but I've known him since the whole x-factor thing because of Simon. Simon used to tell me sweet things about all the boys including Harry. Now, he talks nothing but what bad thing Harry's done. The fame really got to that boy. It's a shame.

I grabbed my water and phone looking at the time. 11:30.

"Oh, shoot." I whispered leaning off the wall. I hurriedly packed my dance bag and slung it over my shoulder.

"See you later, Macey!" I waved quickly before going out the dance room door.

I heard a muffled 'bye' before the door closed. I have to meet Harry in thirty minutes. I sure hope he won't cause a scene if I'm a bit late. I wasn't sure how he was on someone being late, but I needed a shower before meeting up with him. I walked quickly to my apartment. I'm so glad the gym is walking distance. Since Harry lives about three doors down, thanks Uncle Simon, I looked over too see his car gone. I knitted my eyebrows out of confusion. He couldn't have left already. Could he have? It's only... I looked at my watch.

11:50.

Okay, maybe he did.

I went inside my apartment and threw my bag down and ran upstairs to my bathroom. I quickly stripped my clothes off and got int to the shower. I ran the water over me and got my hair wet and washed my body. As soon as I was done with that, I got out. I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around myself. I then ran into my room and looked at the clock.

11:57.

That was possibly the fastest shower I have ever taken in my life.

I pulled some clothes out of my dresser and yanked them on. I ran back into the bathroom and dried my hair as fast as I could. It took twenty minutes and I cursed myself for not looking at the time while I was at the gym. I was beyond late now.

I finished my make-up with a thin line of eye liner.

I ran downstairs and grabbed my phone and wallet. I got my purse and keys before I walked out. I called a cab and waited.

I saw the time 12:30. He's going to kill me. So to hopefully help my case, I just text him I was on my way now.

'Hey, sorry. I'm running late be there soon.' -Rebecca

Yeah, Simon gave me his number and Louis made sure Harry had mine. When I finally heard a honk, I looked up to see that my cab was here. I collected my purse and ran down my steps. I then got into the cab and told the driver where I needed to go. I rode in silence for about ten minutes before I was at the restaurant Harry told me to meet him at. I walked in and didn't see him. Weird. Well, maybe I wasn't the only one running late. I sat down at a table and went on my phone. He didn't text back, so either he's being rude, or he's on his way.