My Enemy (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

I'm sorry- Chapter 30

Hey guys! So not long left of the Easter holiday which is kind of depressing.

I went to Madame Tussaud's a few days ago in London and got to see the One Direction wax figures! They are seriously AMAZING. So I have now seen both of them! The old ones that are touring the world and these new ones that are wearing the boys actual clothes! Let's just say I couldn't keep the smile off of my face:D Anyway enjoy!

*Becca's POV*
I sat on the bed in my hotel room, my bags randomly placed around the room. Tears stained my cheeks as I stared down at a picture in my hand. My mum had her arm around me as I smiled at the camera my dad on the other side of me. If only I had known back then what I know now maybe I could have changed everything. I wiped the tears away hearing a knock on the door. Yelling at the person that it was open I kept my eyes on the picture. "Becca?" I heard the familiar raspy voice say, I still didn't take my eyes off the picture though.

"It's funny. If I knew back then what I know now, I don't think I would have even made it through the week. I guess we all have to deal with mistakes in out lives, don't we?" I cried looking up at him tears in my eyes.

"Is one of your mistakes sleeping with Luke?" Harry casually said as a frown came upon my face.

"What the hell are you talking about?" I asked as Harry simply chucked several magazines at me. The magazines that had been covering me and Lukes 'romance'. "Harry... I can explain." I sighed shaking my head.

"Oh please do because I have no idea what the fuck is going on! I leave for tour and what? You get bored so you decide to go and bang one of my best friends! What kind of a sick person does that!" He yelled as anger slightly built in me knowing he actually thought so little of me.

"I'm trying to help! Is that such a bad thing to do! I have no fricking privacy anymore! Everything I do is plastered across newspapers, magazine, the internet! I can't believe you actually believe all that crap!"

"Help? Who are you helping Becca...yourself? You just carry on because its obvious you don't give a crap about me. I came here to apologise for Kendall but you know what, your not worth it." Harry gritted his teeth turning for the door. When Harry was angry he said things he didn't mean, this was one of those moments. I had to stop him from leaving.

"It was her last wish! What the hell am I supposed to do, let her die knowing that-"

"Let who die?" He cut me off eyes wide as he just stared at me.

"Luke's mum... Shes ill." I cried tears falling down my cheek at a continuous pace. "She has cancer Harry." I whispered as Harry's jaw dropped in shock. I could tell what I had just said seriously got to him, I could see it in his eyes. After calming down He came and say next to me in the bed, my hands firmly gripped around the photo.

"Why you?"

"She always said that she thought me and Luke would make a great couple. You should have seen the smile on her face. I'm sorry, but I couldn't just sit back and do nothing. I know whats it like for Luke. To have to watch the people you love slowly get stripped away. I had I help. I want her to go knowing that her son is ok, that she doesn't need to be worried. I want her to know that someone is going to be there to support and care for him... when she's gone. I want to give Luke what I never got. A chance to be happy again. I swear I never meant to hurt you Harry, or anyone for that matter. I just didn't want Luke to go through what I had to go through." I cried as Harry's firm arm wrapped arm my shoulder.

"What happened?" He simply said as I thought back to the day when everything changed.

"I was 12. My mum, she had just gotten back from work. My dad was in the kitchen making dinner and I was doing my homework in the dinning room... god I can remember that look. The look she gave me when she walked into the room. She was in pain. I could see the tear marks on her cheeks where she had been crying. I was just a l-little girl, I didn't know what was wrong. For the next few days we all pretened like nothing had happened. But everything started to change. Dad stayed at work later, I got sent off to a childminder every Wednesday after school. My mum began to stay in her room more often. What had been what seemed like a perfect family just began to fall apart. Eventually mum wouldn't even get out of bed, not even to make dinner or to just see me. It wasnt until I turned 13 that I got told everything. My dad just sat me down and told me. 'The cancer has spread to her lungs.' I remember the conversation so cleary. The way he said it, it seemed so cold. So heartless, now I realise he was just hurting as much as I was. She was gone 2 months later... I didn't even get to say goodbye." I paused tears now flowing down my cheeks as I found it hard to breath from all the pain. After regaining just enough energy to talk I continued. "My dad lost it, made some crappy decisions and got locked up. Hes in prison for asult and theft. I haven't talked to him since. What kind of a daughter is too scared to look her own Dad in the eye and forgive him for all the mistakes he has made. It's all my fault." I cried placing my head in my hands.

"Hey, none of that is your fault. You couldn't have stopped it, and as for your dad. Those were his mistakes, his decision and you shouldn't blame yourself for that." Harry whispered as I shook my head.

"I should have been there for him. He probably thinks I hate him!" I yelled quickly getting up from the bed and started pacing back and forth.

"Becca calm down." Harry firmly said as I ran my hands through my hair.

"I can't! I have screwed up everything! Me and my dad, me and you. I keep making crappy decisions!" I panicked as Harry quickly got up to stop me.

"Stop ok! You have not screwed up anything. I'm sorry for assuming that you and Luke slept together and I'm sorry for everything that you have gone through but you need to stop! Stop putting yourself down, stop saying your a bad person because your not!" Harry yelled as I stopped pacing, tears in my eyes. "Stop being so pathetic and face your problems." He then whispered as my eyes widened. Harry ran his fingers through his hair as he looked at the ground.

"I think it's better if you leave." I simply said going and sitting back on my bed.

"Becca I'm sorry I was just mad I didn't mean to say that..." Harry begged for forgiveness, I was too upset to hear it right now though.

"Just go Harry." I cried as he clenched his jaw before leaving the room. As soon as he did I broke down, tears streaming down my face as I fell on the floor. Leaning against the bed I curled my legs up and just cried, cried so much that it hurt.

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(2 hours later)
"What happened, he came back to the hotel and seemed pretty pissed off." Niall said down the phone as I took a deep breath.

"Yeah err... it probably didn't go as he planned." I shrugged as there was a small silence.

"Becca?" Niall asked as I just sighed.

"Things were said and I told him to leave thats about it really." I hummed sitting down on the end of the bed. "But at least he helped me with one thing." I whispered.

"With what?" Niall asked confused as I stared at the wall opposite me.

"He taught me that when people are taken away from you it's not always your fault. That it's ok to be scared but to face your fears. That's why, tomorrow I am going to prison and I am going to see my dad." I smiled a few tears in my eyes.

"Oh my god Becca that's good I guess. Just don't give up on Harry he will suprise you when you least expect it." Niall quietly said like Hary had just walked into the room.

"Yeah, I'm going to get some shut eye. I will call you tomorrow after I have been to the prison. Oh and Niall?" I asked as he replied simply with a yes. "Please don't tell Harry about tomorrow. I want it to be as low profile as possible."

"I promise." Niall cautiously said before we said our goodbyes and hung up. Before going to sleep I decided to check twitter since I hadn't been on there for the past week or so. I guess I'm worried about what people are saying about me. Logging on I took a deep breath seeing my mentions blow up. Deciding it wouldn't be a good idea I simply ignored it and carried on through my feed. One tweet caught me eye though.

@Harry_Styles: Screwed up everything.

Taking a deep breath I clicked on the tweet reading the replies. All of them were about me. Tears fell down my cheeks as all the 'directioners' tried to tell Harry otherwise. It was kind of cute how they protect him. Clicking on the 'write a new tweet' I sat there for a while before I started typing.

Sometimes it's not your fault. Never give up hope, people can suprise you when you least expect it.

Ok so there's that chapter! Hope you guys liked it? What do you think about Becca's parents? Thought I would explain why they are never mentioned so there you go. I will hopefully update tomorrow if not then Tuesday. I can't believe I have to go back to school on Tuesday, it sucks. I got my helix pierced yesterday and I LOVE it. Haha it hurts when people touch it though😫 anyway probably be back tomorrow now I'm having a movie night with my mum! See ya guys:)