Yours

Speechless words

[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  apart of this as little 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 set up like this. If they want me to still be Harry's girlfriend, then fine I'll be Harry's girlfriend, but I won't under his conditions. Simon did some things on the computer while I sat going over the next year of my life. I wasn't excited for it I could tell you that much. 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 trying to make this better than it was.

"I'm good." I said standing up. "Thank you."

"Becca, I'm sorry for putting this on you. I'm sorry for not being the uncle you deserve." Simon apologized.

"I'm sorry too." I said before I walked out.

I did not have anything else to say to him and I did not want to hear anything else he had to say. When I got out of the building, I called a cab to pick me up. I then sat on the curb waiting. I really should get a license. Although, I don't know how that would help me considering I'm leaving for a few months. I sighed out as I waited about 20 minutes for my cab. When it finally showed up, I climbed in. I gave her my address to drop me off and buckled up. 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 either. Maybe three words at a time or so. Nothing really more than that. 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 don't care though.

I pulled up to my apartment and got out paying the lady cab driver. I walked up to my house and unlocked it before 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. Deciding I packed everything, I grabbed my luggage off the bed. Three suitcases and a carry on. I 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 and made my way to Harry's apartment. I got to his and just went in. We don't knock anymore. I think the knocking stopped the day Simon told me Harry was joining us at my  brother's wedding. I mean, Harry just came right on in, so that's what I do now. He doesn't seem to mind. I dragged everything into the living room and looked around not seeing Harry.

So to take the opportunity of the silence, 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, okay?" I bit my lip.  "Can we please Skype?"