Yours

Shocked emotions

[Rebecca's POV]

        It's been a week since the starter concert. The girls leave next week and I don't know how I'm going to do it without them. They've been my rock. Everyone thought Harry was just having a mood. No, that is not correct. His attitude now is beyond just a mood. Something got into him either the night I almost got hit by a bus, Simon yelling at him, or the kiss he planted on me. I don't know, but something changed him. We're all missing whatever it is that has caused Harry to constantly lash out at everyone. Louis was going on about something about the fans, but they couldn't have driven Harry to this. Could they have?

Harry Styles is the biggest jerk you will ever meet now; he's even worse than lat time. He acts kind of normal when One Direction has to do something, but once that's over, you better watch out. Quite conveniently, he ignores me for the most part. I kind of like that. Although, I laugh at how the fans think he's some sort of god and a great boyfriend. HA! He wouldn't be even in million years. What's even more funny is that he even is starting to ignore some of his fans. It's becoming horrendous. The fans that do get ignored blame me for it. How pleasant right?

Whenever I do get to look into Harry's eyes, they are so cold. It's like he has no emotion. The boys are begging me to help him, but what am I suppose to do? He's not going to change over night. Simon even has to call me because Harry won't pick up his phone anymore. Simon asks me if Harry is still alive. It's crazy how Harry is shutting out the only people who care, well I don't, but you get my point. Okay, maybe I care a little. I'm not heartless like him.

As of right now, we are in California. The boys are at a CD signing.

Lord help Niall, Louis, Zyan, and Liam.

[Louis' POV]

   The other lads are fed up with Harry. Liam is about to rip off Harry's head any day now. I'm just waiting for it. It's only week two and we've got about two months left before we go back to London, and Harry keeps getting worse by the day. The only time he's normal is when we're doing something 1D related and when he's fooling the world about dating Rebecca. Other than that, he's a real arse.

On our way into the meet-an-greet, Harry decided it was a great time to flirt with a fan. I had to quietly remind him that he had a girlfriend, or else that fan would of had an unforgettable experience if you catch my drift. I can't hate him because I can read him like a book, and I know he wants to change. He just doesn't know how. With all of us hating on him, he's giving up. That day he went off on me saying he's doing this because of the fans, that's bullshit. All of this is just bullshit.

We were all back behind this big curtain with our faces on it. We were waiting to go take our seats and do this signing.

We head a groan. "I don't want to do this."

We all looked at Harry like he was mad. Signings were one of his favorite things to do. The other lads turned and went by Paul to get ready. I stayed behind shaking my head at this prick.

"I'm leaving." Harry said leaning up from the wall.

I exploded.

As Harry was just about to make it around the wall, I grabbed his collar and slammed him against the wall. He winced. "You're staying." I gritted through my teeth.

"Let me go." Harry warned trying to get my arms off  his shirt and neck.

"Are you insane? Those girls out there got you were you are. They believed in you and now you need to go out there to give them thanks. Stop being a 'to good for this' prick and get your arse out there with the rest of us. Drop the fucking act, Harry." I let go of Harry. "No one is buying it." I then walked off.

I've never exploded at him before, but he sure deserved it.

The lads and I went on the stage and sat in our seats. A couple minutes later Harry decided to join us. How considerate of him.

He sat next to me and opened his sharpie. We all put smiles on our faces and the first girls came into view. I leaned over and whispered him instructions.

"Be good."

He just huffed and smiled at the little girl in front of him. I swear, little kids were his weakness. We made it so far with no outbursts from Harry. He seemed like he was enjoying this. There were hundreds of girls and a few boys that came out. They gave us presents and we signed whatever they really wanted. Harry almost signed a girls boobs, but I stopped him. That's not right. I'm sorry, but it just isn't. He did flirt, but it was his usual flirting that he does at these things; nothing to worry about. We did hug our fans and some sneaked cheek kisses. Those cheeky girls. We finally got to the end of the line five hours later, and we were all tired. We walked off and Harry just let us all know how he felt about the signing. I swear I'm going to kill him.

"That was awful." He complained.

"You know what Harry? If you don't drop this unappreciative couldn't careless attitude once we get to London, we're done. I can't go on in this band with you if you're going to be this way." Liam shouted walking to the van.

Well.. we're screwed.

[Rebecca's POV]

Danielle and I were dancing downstairs in the gym. California really did have nice hotels. There were lots of big gyms.

"Alright, since you've got it down, let's do it from the start." Dani said getting into her spot.

"Okay." I nodded and mirrored her position.

We started the music and started.

(Video on side)

-Rebecca is dancing like the girl in the pink galaxy leggings on the right. Dani is dancing like the girl in the light blue shirt on the left.-

Once we were done dancing, we decided to go upstairs and take showers. It's five in the afternoon and the boys should be back anytime now. Dani and I collected our things and made our way upstairs.

"You're going to ace that audition." Dani smiled.

I blushed a bit. "Thanks."

We split off into different hotel rooms. I'm still sharing with Niall. I went into the bathroom and washed up. I didn't realize how much I actually worked this month and a half until I saw the bruises on my knees. Isn't that cute? I washed my hair and body. I got out and wrapped a towel around myself. I dried myself off and put on my( clothes ) I grabbed before coming in here. I brushed out my hair and put it into a messy bun. Yes, my hair is wet, but I don't care.

I walked out of the bathroom to see Niall on the bed with his face in his pillow.

"Niall?" I asked worriedly.

He took the pillow off and he was crying. "Oh my gosh, what happened?" I asked going over to his side.

"One Direction is basically over." He cried.

"What do you mean?" I asked rubbing his back.

"Liam.. he's had enough and Harry couldn't care less." He breathed wiping his tears.

I stood up and stormed out of the room. Harry has gone too far. I went right to Harry's room and banged on the door. There is no way in hell I'm letting this happen. I kept banging as if my life depended on it. I was just about to bang once again when the door fell open.

I looked up in shock.

"Leave me the fuck alone!" Harry screamed shutting the door.

I turned around and just blinked.

I couldn't believe it; Harry was in tears.