the girls of the boys

firecely protective, butally effecient // angels on assignment

Kirsten was finally able to get away from Luke when Becca and Ashton reemerged from the basement door. Kirsten thought she caught a glimpse of them holding hands but she wasn't 100% sure so she decided to save that for a later conversation. Kirsten promptly dragged Becca out of the house and gave Luke a horribly dirty look.

 

Kirsten drove in silence, she didn't want Becca to know what went down between her and Luke and she didn't want to ask about the hand holding, just yet. Kirsten pulled into our one car driveway and parked. She glanced at Becca for a half second before pulling out her phone and distractedly scrolling through her Twitter feed until Becca got out of the car.

 

Kirsten's head snapped up at the sound of a female laugh echoing from our flat into the streets. She knew it wasn't Louis and I because we had gone out to eat at our favorite restaurant, McDonalds.

 

Becca walked up the stairs and pushed open the door to see Perrie's hands on Zayn's neck as he watched Oliver roll around on the floor.

 

"Oh, hey becca," Zayn said nonchalantly as he glanced up from Oliver for a split second before plastering a silly face on and playing with Oliver. Perrie just smirked in greeting.

 

"Isn't Oliver sooo cute, Zayn? He looks just . . . like . . . you." Perrie said to Zayn but turned to Becca who was fuming.

 

"Zayn, can I talk to you?" Becca said through clenched teeth.

 

"Course babe" Zayn said a little too casually. He planted a kiss on Perrie's cheek and told her he'd be right back.

 

"Yes dear?" Zayn said as he closed the door behind him. Smart ass, Becca mentally scorned but regained verbal composure.

 

"Why is, she, here?" She asked, stumbling over the word "she."

 

"I wanted to see my son?" Zayn said, rolling his eyes and his words like little punches. Okay, if that's how you want to play, her subconscious sneered.

 

"No dear, why is she in our house? Your son is adorable and perfectly fine, I just don't see the necessity in the extra baggage" Becca said in a sickly sweet tone.

 

"I wanted her here." Zayn declared as he delivered the final punch that had been building. Becca swallowed her words hard and nodded as she escaped out the door and slammed it behind her.

 

"What?" Zayn called, egging her on, "You're allowed to be with someone intimately but I'm not? Seems a little unfair don't you think?" He asked sinisterly.

 

"Fuck. You" Becca snapped as she turned around, her eyes were ablaze and she scorched Perrie with her anger. Perrie instinctively reached for Oliver and cowered a bit. "Fuck both of you. If that's how you want to play it, go ahead, but I won't be here to go back to sucking each other's asses." She squinted at Zayn and he looked genuinely hurt, which surprised Becca.