Yours

Simon debacle

[Rebecca's POV]

   For 7 hours on the same airplane, I have to sit next to my uncle. My back stabbing callous uncle. The one I have tried to forgive, but had been given triple the amount of things to not. Believe it or not he has turned into the Harry I first met, maybe even worse. I just don't want to affiliate with him.

"Rebecca, there you are." Simon said walking up to me with his carry on.

I was standing arms crossed and leaning on my right leg. My carry on was next to my left foot. Simon had left me a message saying wait for him at security, so we could walk together. I had the strong urge to just not even wait and go on a different flight and say I got the flights confused. Doubt they would believe me under the circumstances, but it was worth a try I didn't take.

I lifted up my eyebrows as I saw him and leaned up off my legs grabbing hold of my carry on. Simon wasn't all the way too me, but he was near. I figured close enough. I started walking inside towards security. "Rebecca, wait."

I heard that and I kept walking. He said meet me; I met him. I got to security making sure someone would be in between us as we waited to go through. I knew this is somewhat childish, but can you blame me? I mean, why would someone put me on the same flight with the guy who is basically ruining my life? smart move mom.

About twenty-six minutes later, I was through. I picked up and put on everything I had to put in the bins. Once that was done, I grabbed my carry on. I started walking to my terminal. As I got there, I sat down waiting for the flight to board. A couple minutes later a semi-mad Simon came walking up to me. "The whole point of meeting at security was to walk together."

I shrugged crossing my right leg over my left. I started flicking my right leg out a little. He sighed and sat down next to me. "How have you been?"

"Fine." I simply said.

"Is Harry treating you right?" He asked protectively.

"Better than anyone." I said looking away from him.

I heard him sigh. "Your mum is going to ring my neck."

"Damn straight she is." I cursed stopping my leg from flicking out.

"Rebecca, I didn't mean for all of this to play out like this. I was protecting you. I'm sor--" I cut him off.

"Save it for someone who cares." I snapped standing up and moving my things to a chair four seats down. I looked over for a second and saw him lean his head back frustrated. Serves him right.

I casually sat in my seat until the flight was called. Once the flight was called, I got up and headed to the ticket lady. I got to her and handed my ticket to her. She smiled at me; I smiled at her. It was nice having someone smile back at you. I haven't had that in awhile. I'll miss that. I got into the plane and found my seat. I sat by the window.

A few minutes later Simon showed up with an annoyed expression. He slid in and sat down. "People at this airport are rude."

"They seem nice to me." I said.

He rolled his eyes. "I'm sure they would."

That was the last words we said to each other for the neck four hours. We still had three hours left and I was not happy. He started to try and talk to me, but I ignored him. I took out my ipod, and ignored him. Everything he tried to say; I didn't hear. Every time he would tap my shoulder to get my attention, i'd ignore it. I didn't want anything to do with my uncle. I mean, what went through his mind when he thought it was okay to do all this to me. I did everything he asked. Everything he changed, I went along with it. I stuck to Harry for seven months for him. I fixed his pop star that needed to be fixed. So what if I turned out liking that pop star for real? why should it matter? it shouldn't. Harry and I have done nothing, but good. Yes there was a fight, but only because some guy was talking about me. Harry did the boyfriendy thing and beat the living life out of him. I appreciate that. No one had ever done that.