Drive Thru

The Movies

*Harry's POV*

I seriously did not understand this girl. First she was so freaking excited when I came through the drive thru and now she hates my guts. I'm Harry Styles.. FROM ONE DIRECTION. BIGGEST BOYBAND IN THE WORLD. And she wanted nothing to do with me? Really?

I did lie to her though, I said that I didn't plan on getting someone from McDonald's. I definately went to there to find someone who looks like they did drugs. I mean really. Look at this neighboorhood! I thought it would be so easy. But I didn't pick her because she "looked" like she would know. I picked her because she was a fan already and I knew or at least thought that she would just find at least weed for me just because I was Harry Styles.

Not gonna lie, when she called me boy band it did really piss me off and kinda hurt. I'm not a cry baby but it did strike a match. She doesn't know my ass! I am way different then what the media portrays me to be. I'm not just somebody in a boy band. I have my own freaking personality.

Just thinking about that pissed me off so I decided I'm not gonna lay around here and let her piss me off so I decided I was going to get in her head and piss her off.

hey babe, looks like we have a movie date tomorrow;)

love, your fake boyfriend

I smiled and felt accomplished because I knew that would get in her head. When she replied I laughed out loud. "Right like you could even take me on..!" I retorted outloud. I decided I wasn't going to give her the satisfaction of a reply and went to bed.

The only thing is.. I don't know where any movie theatres are or what movies were playing.

*Rebecca's POV*

hahaha I couldn't believe what I just heard. Harry Styles asked ME where the movies were. I laughed a laugh of arrogance because of his stupidity in this neighborhood and my knowlege in it.

"There's one called Cinemark, we could go there."

"Okay." He simply replied a little embarrassed because THE Harry Styles had to ask a real person where something was. I told him how to get there and soon enough we were on the road. In silence.

I hate awkward silences and even though I hated him with every fiber of my being, I spoke up.

"So movie are we going to see?" I asked trying to sound as curious as I could even though I don't care at all because I just don't want to be in this situation.

He scratched the back of his neck and got an undescribable look on his face and said, "Yeah I don't really know any showtimes at all.. soo.."

"Wow.." I started off with a smirk playing on my lips. "HARRY STYLES doesn't know the show--"

Just then he cut me off with a slap to the face. I was in shock and didn't even know how to react. The amount of done I was right now, was not even explainable. I wasn't crying yet because there was no sound. As soon as he let out a sigh of relief and i heard those soundwaves of his sigh reach my ears the tears just rolled.

"TAKE.ME.HOME.NOW." I said through gritted teeth and tears.

"No I'm sorry its just you pissed me off! Just shut the hell up okay? Like lets just go to the effing movies and get this stupid day over with okay?! I DON'T wanna be with you just as much as you don't with me but you have no choice. This is your job now. I pay you to be my bitch basically."

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"DUDE ITS NOT EVEN WORTH THE MONEY AT THIS POINT. DID YOU REALLY JUST CALL ME YOUR BITCH? ARE YOU SERIOUS?! YOU DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH I DON'T CARE ABOUT YOUR LIFE RIGHT NOW. ID MUCH RATHER BE LIVING IN A BOX THEN BEING PAID BY A FILTHY RAT LIKE YOU!!!!!!!!!" I was so hurt, confused, pissed, every emotion you could think of right now on the spot. If this "girlfriend" job was going to be like this? I'm OUT. I'm not gonna be slapped around!! Just then I was just done enough that I just opened Harry's door and was going to jump out.

I heard him screaming, "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" fear and shock in his tone. Good.

Unfortunately he pulled me back just in the nick of time before I fell out the stupid Range Rover going 45 miles per hour. And honestly I was pissed off.

"SERIOUSLY YOU COULDVE DIED YOU IDIOT!!!"

"STILL WOULD'VE BEEN BETTER THAN BEING STUCK IN YOUR RAGGEDY PRESENCE!" I screamed.

He pulled the car into an old parking lot of an abandoned grocery store. "Look I know I'm not the best to be around and I know you hate me blah blah blah but please dont ever do that again.." he looked at me with such seriousness in his voice and face. "Becca seriously can we just go to the movies? This would've been just so simple but you just had to--" I cut him off before we get into another fight. "Yeah sure fine whatever." i say fast. "oh..kay.." he buckled himself back in and started back on the path to the movies. I can't believe he slapped me.

*Later on in the movies*

We decided to stick with the movie 'Tammy' which i was glad because it was so funny. I already saw it twice but i didn't care.

Harry and I despite how much hatred we had for eachother and the earlier slap, were both laughing at the movie. We were honestly not even fighting. Of course people around us noticed him and were all of over him. And of course we had to pretend to be on a date. So that meant his arm around me and holding hands. It's a good thing this boy can atually shower and make himself smell good. Oh lord he smelt so good.... okay stop. I cannot say that about my biggest enemy. The only thing on my mind i kept telling myself was: He's doing this for the fame. And you're only doing this for the money. funny how i didn't want to believe that.

We were going back to my car. We met up at Walmart again tonight. "Why didn't i just pick you up at your house?" the embarrassment filling my cheeks.

"Um you don't need to know where I live." I rudely retorted.

"Listen I'm not that kind of dude. I'm sorry I hit you it's just sometimes I get so angry to point of no return. I am really sorry for that, Becca." He looked me in the eyes. WHY WAS HIS HAND ON MY THIGH.

"Um Harry? Can you not do that?" I nervously asked while pointing to his hand. He quickly removed it and said "oh uh yeah sorry about that i just still thought the paps could see for a second i don't know."

I definately know that was a lie. but i wasn't going to say anything i didn't want to get hit for the second time today. because the truth is he was right. I did need the money. So even after all my complaining i knew i wouldn't leave. And that hurt me the most.