What a good morning this was turning out to be. I felt like nothing could go wrong. I had a really deep sleep where I dreamt of Liam. I woke up early, went for a swim and now I was on my way downstairs for a big bowl of Lucky Charms. I jumped down the stairs and felt like a champ. I was so happy. I was glad to see that only Niall was up. I didn't want to deal with Harry right now. "Good morning. Aren't you a peppy little thing this early." He greeted. I laughed as I poured my breakfast. "Yes, Niall. Today, I am. I feel like nothing could go wrong today. I am loving today!" He chuckled, "So, it seems like you are feeling better about having us here. What changed that?" I grinned, "I guess a couple of you are just growing on me." Niall thought for a moment, "I'm guessing that's Harry and Zayn." I shook my head in disgust, "You know better than that." He laughed boyishly, "I knew you'd like me and Liam. We're more independent from Harry. Liam's a really sweet guy too. He's really good towards girls, total respect." I looked at Niall curiously. Did he know? "Yeah, I have noticed that you two aren't like Harry. I can tell that you are really good towards girls too. I bet you have a girl friend back in Ireland." "Not yet. I'm waiting for the right girl. Do you have a special guy?" I couldn't help but notice how strong his accent was. Niall went to say something but at that moment, I looked down at my phone, "Shit, I'm sorry, Niall. I'm going to be late. I have to get going!" Before he could say anything, I was bolting out the door. I pulled up to school just as the first bell rang.
The day went from good to confusing to bad. Throughout the classes, I heard people whispering about what happened with Harry a couple years ago. I couldn't figure out why people were now gossiping about it until I got out to the front parking lot. There, in a shiny red convertible, sat Harry and the rest of One Direction. My brother was just walking up to the car as I came outside. Girls circled Harry's car excitedly. I wanted to barf. I decided that I should avoid Harry. He ruined my school year once, I didn't want him to try and do it again. I tried to sneak around his car and through the massive cluster of girls but no such luck. Harry spotted me. He stood up in his car and waved at me, "Hey gorgeous." I froze. Did Harry really just call me that? I kept moving. "Becca! Babe!" I turned to glare at him. "Would you take me as your date to prom? I can promise it'll be as magical as last time." I walked away as fast as I could. I knew what was coming next. "C'mon! Beastly Becca! Don't be like that!" He called me the nickname that he used to call me in grade 8. I watched as all the girls around him laughed and began repeating the name. I wanted to die.
At my car, I got inside and drove home as fast as I could. I sat in the driveway and let the tears flow down my cheeks. They were running fast and hot on my skin. My mascara ran down my face and I knew I looked like a mess at this point. I just didn't care anymore. I hid as Harry pulled up and everybody hopped out of his car. Liam and Niall didn't look very cheerful as the others. Anger filled me as I watched Harry flip his hair as he laughed. I wanted to hurt him so bad. He has no idea what it is that he has done to me. I thought that part of my life was over but then he has to come back and fuck everything up again. I got out of my car and slammed the door. I was going to go inside and punch the daylights out of Harry. I was just about in the door when I heard girls laughing as they walked by. I turned around and one of the girls seen me. "Hey! It's Beastly Becca!" She called. The rest of her posse started yelling my new, or old I guess, nickname.
Fresh tears ran down my pale cheeks as I entered my house. I could hear the boys talking about an upcoming concert. I heard Liam say that they had to leave Wednesday night. I walked straight through the kitchen towards the stairway. I ignored everyone that was sitting round the table. I tried to hide my blackened face behind my hair. "Hey, it's her! Beastly Becca is home!" I couldn't take it anymore. I turned on him. "Stop calling me that you stuck up prick! I hate you!" His face was smug as he stared at the damage that he had caused. I saw Liam's face change from shock to worry. Still sobbing, I left the room. Harry and Josh were laughing happily. That night, I kept my bedroom door locked and ignored Liam and Niall when they softly knocked on my door. I sat in the corner of my room, in between the wall and my bed. I cuddled the pillow that was on my knees. I sobbed. I couldn't stop myself. I just didn't know what else to do. "Becca, it's dinner time." Liam called softly through the door. I grabbed my ear buds and plugged them in. "This is the part of me.. " I sang quietly as I cried.
