Drive Thru

Well, I Need The Money

As soon as I got home i did all of the following:

unfollow all the boys on twitter and instagram.

unlike all directioner pages and unfollow all.

delete all pictures of the boys in my phone

delete all music of the boys on my phone.

delete all traces of me ever being a directioner on Facebook. that took an hour.

As soon as i was done mom walked in the door. it was 9:30 at night she just got home from her second job.

"hey baby! how was work! im excited youre home! wait. why are you home?"

i proceeded to tell her about the day i had. she was excited at the beginning and then at the end she was just as shocked and hurt as i was.

"you do realize you do need another job though. im not being mean im just letting you know."

"i know" i sighed.

"well i need to go to bed because 5:30 comes fast." thats what she always says when she has to work in the morning at her main job.

i kissed her goodnight and then i was all by myself on the couch on Twitter letting my phone charge.

i got a notification on twitter so i was excited because my Twitter is nothing im a loser so i hoped it was another random follow.

oh it was a follow alright. but by the person i most hated. Harry. HOW IN THE WORLD DID HE FIND MY TWITTER? He only knew my first name because of my name badge. he must've searched for hours. i was so pissed off but i didnt block him. i don't know why. maybe there was still a small part of me that was fangirling about harry following me. so i debated it a bit and followed him back. DONT JUDGE ME I DONT KNOW. YOU WOULD DO THE SAME THING. I ONLY DID IT SO I COULD STALK HIS LIFE.

shortly after i got a dm. my heart skipped a beat because i knew exactly who it was.

and sure enough, there it was.

hey uhh.. im terribly sorry for what i did.... i know i let you down and i was a jerk.. could i possibly make it up to you at all?

is he really kidding me right now. i typed away.

are you freaking kidding me?! you embarrassed me. made me feel stupid and used me. you dont know what its like to be me so dont act like you can just do your harry from one direction mumbo jumbo on me. youre just a dude in a boyband. and youre an ass!

i sent it then regretted it. was that too rude? should i have called THE Harry Styles an ass? oh what am i thinking! he is one!! i waited for a reply but never got one. maybe he realized i wasnt worth his time.

i sighed. locked my phone and went to sleep angry.

in the morning or afternoon when i woke up i got scared to see what time it was because id be late for work then i realized oh wait i dont have one because of that jerk!

it was 2:13 and i mentally applauded myself for not sleeping til 4. i layed there on the couch and just relaxed. something i havent gotten to do in months. then the memories from yesterday flooded in and i was angry again.

i went on twitter to find Harry messaged me 5 freaking times.

oh come oonnnn are you serious? dont dwell on that. come on we could be friends. i apologized!

soooo

can we meet up? i swear i can make it up to you

answer meeeee

oh my god you are so lazy. wake up!!!!!

dude seriously!!?? i messaged him back and i knew i was going to regret it.

when and where.

we decided to meet up at walmart. classy. we parked where nobody is even sure its walmart parking anymore. he offered me to get in his car so he could drive and talk. it was now 4:36pm.

we drove in silence. i was starting to get annoyed because he drove to talk. hello boyband?! do you have a brain??

just then he started talking. finally.

"so i know we started off on the wrong foot and--"

"mhm" i sarcastically retorted.

"just please listen to me." he said annoyed and slightly hopefull.

i just looked out the window so he sighed and contined to talk.

"but we have to make a deal. i know paprazzi saw us together and i cant have you blabbing your mouth to everyone about how im so mean" he said in a girl voice. "so listen. if i pay you to shut up, will you?"

maybe its the desperation in me because i dont have a job. when i replied reluctantly, "sure"

"are you serious? i thought it would take more than that!" he smiled content with himself. he makes me so sick.

"look boy band im only doing this because i need the money after you made me lose my effing job. idiot. so once this blows over were done here."

"yeaahhh. i thought it would be good for the press if you kinda... um... were my girlfriend.."

"ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW! LIKE WHERE ARE THE CAMERAS IM SO DONE!" i shouted.

"HEY! CALM DOWN PRINCESS! I TOLD YOU ID PAY YOU!"

i stayed silent because i know i needed the money. he smirked at my reaction of weakness and said "that's what i thought."

"but i still hate you and the boys and the whole essence of your stupid band," i spat and continued glaring at him, "i can act well enough for the press but dont ever call me or text me or dm me for the hell of it got it? dont mess with my emotions and dont EVER call me babygirl AT ALL."

He chuckled an arrogant chuckle and said, "deal princess."

"THAT EITHER!"

"okay. what CAN i call you then?" he asked annoyed. i loved when i made him mad. a taste of his own medicine.

i thought for a second and thought babe was simple enough.

"babe" i simply said. "but behind closed doors its always Becca!"

"haha deal Becca."

and with that he drove me back to my car and got my number before kicking me out and peeling out of walmart. ooo so cooool! i thought.

i went home and explained everything to my mom and brother since he was home. they were a bit disappointed in me for doing this for money but again they knew we had no other choice. we needed that money.

just then i got a text. hoping it was my best friend i unlocked my phone to see it was boy band.

hey babe looks like Im picking you up for a movie tomorrow;)

love, your fake boyfriend;)

i got so freaking angry. yall do not even know. i saved his number in my phone as: StupidAnnoying JerkfaceHarry✋ before i texted him back.

dude seriously dont call me babe when were not in public! i seriously hate you! so dont make me hate you more to the point youre six feet under and im in prison!

with that i went to my room, slammed my phone down to put it on its charger and went to sleep.

I HATE HARRY STYLES SO MUCH!