In Time With You (A Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 5: Dark Past

Chapter 5

REBECCA'S PERSPECTIVE:

It's been a while since I've read those hate messages. The boys were also worried about my condition so they tweeted something to stop hating on me. And somehow, it worked. But there's still a lot.

Liam said that they'll accept me when the time flies. And from now on, I'll try my best to ignore them.

It's also been a while since I realizes that I'm falling for Harry. After that incident that happened earlier, the boys were angry. Especially Louis. Ever since we've reunited yesterday he was like being overprotective to me. Just like the old Willy. Willy never lets anyone hurt me.

"Come on, Nats! Let's go for a swim!" Louis whined for like a thousand times today. We are currently playing golf in our golf course and we were enjoying it. But Louis found it boring. "Just a minute Lou. We'll have a swim later." I smiled at him and he threw his fist in the air, letting out a sound of triumph.

I bend in and focused on the small hole in the grass. I took a firm hold of my golf club and placed the end near the ball. I aimed and hit the ball as it flew a few meters away from me.

After playing golf, we finally decided to take a swim on our large pool. We went back on our hotel rooms to change into our swimming outfits. I changed into my black strapless bikini, a ripped denim short and a white crop top that shows some of my stomach. As I was putting some things that I needed on my beach bag, Gabbie came in to my room without even knocking.

She still wasn't wearing her swimming outfit. "Ever heard of the word 'knock'?" I said sarcastically and rolled my eyes. "I know and I'm sorry. But I have to fly back to LA." she suddenly said and I paused from what I was doing. "What? Why?" I asked and walked over to her. "Austin wants to see me." she smiled, but I can tell that it's fake. "When will you come back?" I asked and went back on fixing my things. "I don't know, Rebecca. He said he'll take me to San Francisco to meet his other relatives." she explained. "Okay, but always call me right? And tell me if you need anything." I smiled and gave her a hug.

After I'm done fixing my things, I went to Louis and Eleanor's room. I knocked on the door and Eleanor was the one who opened it. "Oh, hi Rebecca. Come in." she said really politely and motioned me to enter their room. "Where's Lou?" I asked as I sat down on the couch. "He's just arranging his things." she said and took a seat right next to me.

Eleanor is a very kind girl. She's the exact female version of Louis and that's why she's really fun to be with. "So, how was things going on between you and Harry?" she suddenly asked and patted my lap. I blushed like mad at her question and bit my lip to control myself from blushing too hard.

"Do you like him?" she asked teasingly and I felt my cheeks redden even more. I slowly nodded and looked up at her. "I've always liked him, El. Ever since I saw him." I confused and she squealed silently. "Ooh! I bet Harry likes you too." she nudges my ribs and I chuckled. Harry would never like a girl like me. I was not the type of girl that he used to date.

"Me? You think Harry will like me? Oh please, Spongebob would get his driver's license first before Harry starts to like me. Which means never." I joked. "How will Harry like me? I'm not like one of those girls that he used to date. Harry will never like me." I sighed and she patted my back.

"Can you see the look in hos eyes whenever he's with you? His eyes would sparkle with joy. And since last night, he never stopped talking about you." Eleanor said and I can't help but smile at her statement. "I can tell that he likes you, Becca. He's never like that to a girl before." she added.

As I was just about to protest, there was a knock on the door and Eleanor stood up to open the door. As she opened the door, it reveals a worried-looking Harry. "Hey El, have you seen Rebecca? She's not in her room." he almost sounded like panicking. "Harry. She's here." Eleanor chuckled and Harry's eyes turned to me. He scratches the back of his neck because of embarrassment.