Yours

Danger zone

[Harry's POV]

   I closed my eye's cursing myself. I told Natalie she looked fit, but failed to tell my girlfriend she looked beautiful. How could I have done that and then not think of it when she got mad at me?

I breathed out and turned around. I started banging in Rebecca's door. "Rebecca open the door." I said sternly. "Stop being five years old and lets talk about this like mature adults."

She was on the other side of the door; I could see her through the glass. She had her arms crossed and was giving me a nice glare. Once she had enough seeing my face, she turned around walking to her staircase. I lost it. "Dammit Rebecca, stop running away from your problems. Get your arse out here, so we can talk about this." She took off my beanie and placed it on the side table in her hallway."You can't keep running away when things get bad. It makes everything worse by you doing that." I yelled.

She froze in the middle of the hallway going towards the stairs. Slowly she turned around and looked right at me. She walked to the door unlocking it. As she opened it, you could see the anger and hurt in her eyes. I haven't seen that look since we were on tour and we hated each other. I don't miss that look.

"Want to talk? lets talk." she said calmly, but slammed the door shut.

[Rebecca's POV]

I slammed the door as he got in. He turned around to face me as I leaned against the cold door. He has no idea how hurt I am right now.

"Rebecca." He started. He had his hand's in front of his chest as if he was ready if I attacked. I probably won't. "I am sorry I called her fit."

"Are you?" I asked in the same position.

He stopped breathing it looked like and looked at me. "Did you think she looked hot?"

He dropped his hands and looked at me seriously, but also guilty. "In that dress... yes."

I nodded. "Alright." I put my lips together avoiding the bang that had happen just a second ago in my heart. I leaned off of the door all while Harry was watching me. I started to walk towards him; his eyes followed me. Once I got to him, I passed him. "Good talk."

"No," he turned around fast. "wait Bec, no." He said grabbing my left arm with both his hands.

I was at the point to where if he told one more time she looked fit he might just get punched, or kicked. I was ready for both if I had too. He could tell too because all his action and words from now on were gentle. "Rebecca," he said turning me around. "I know what I said back there was wrong, but I was raised to tell the truth." my arms flexed underneath his hand ready to hit, but he saved himself. "but I shouldn't have said that. You of all people should know just how much I hate her."

"Harry, do you find her attractive?" I asked. "Tell me the truth."

"She's a nice looking girl." He said truthfully.

Bang.

I bit my lip looking down and taking my arm out of his grip. "I'm not mad that you think she's fit." I said swallowing the lump that was in my throat. I just don't want to happen what had happened with Reese.

"Then what are you mad at me for?" He asked watching me walk to my staircase.

I turned my head to the left towards him as I reached the first step. "It's the fact you told the one girl who you begged me to to help you get away from that she was hot. It's the fact you told her right in front of me. It's the fact that when I saw her in that dress I got jealous because it did fit her well and mine looked crap on me compared to hers. It's the fact that right after you told her she was hot you basically called me unattractive compared to your comment to her. That hurt me worse and you can't even see how much it hurts me." I said getting watery eyed.