Push. ↠One Direction↞

Chapter 12- No good.

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↠No good.↞

-12-

Previously on push.

"What happened to your family?" He questioned since she remained silent.

"division took them."

"For what?...I mean they might be alive." He stated but she let out a soft chuckle.

  "drug tests, we're not to be trained." He leaned on his elbows, eyes trained on her.

"what makes you believe that?"

"You can't train a lion to hunt."

"Is that why zayn caught you?"

  Becca's breath hitched inside of her lungs, she stayed silent caught in her own words. "How do you know about this?" She dared to speak, harry inclined back on the couch with a satisfied smirk.

"We live in the same house sweetheart."

  "Zayn wouldn't tell you about this." She snapped anger filling her eyes. "What makes you so sure?" He questioned with a laugh.

  "He warned me, he said no one should know about this."

"Would you say it if he hadn't warned you?" Becca gazed at him with a look of disbelief.

  "of course no! Why would I?" Harry shrugged, "why are you here?" She took in a breath repeating his question over and over, why am I here? . He was right, becca had nothing to do with here, it wasn't were she belonged. "I don't know." She sighed with defeat, running her hands through her tied hair.

  "Exactly, you're  here for no good." At this point Becca felt outraged with harry's assumption on her and her chest felt as if it was going to burst out any second. She stood up face boiling with a mixture of pain and anger. "I might not know why I'm here, but I know that if it was up to me I'd rather be back in my apartment not causing any irritation to anyone, you think I'm enjoying this whole 'let's act like we like each other thing' ? I know that you all hate me for being here..and I'm sorry about that."

   Harry stayed quite watching as she dashed up the stairs. " don't think that I bought that shit." Becca stopped her movement before she whirled around and faced him, "then don't!" She yelled before continuing her way up to her room.

  Once the thud of a door being shut was heard harry let out a grunt slipping his cell phone out of the pocket of his jeans. He held the device up to his ear waiting for the other line to pick up. "Whats up?" Zayn's voice spoke through the phone.

  "She's not speaking up." Zayn sighed with annoyance, "I'll get it over with when I get here."

"Don't let it slip."

"Got it." The line went off, harry stood up and walked lazily up the stairs and into the west side of the second floor. When he faced Becca's door, he leaned closer trying to capture any sound, but all he heard were silent sobs.

  He reached out to the door, knocked three times and waited for a confirmation for his entrance. Noone replied, "Becca." He called softly, still she didn't speak.

  Harry sighed reaching out for the doorknob and pushed it open. There, becca sat on the bed , her back to him. He could see that she was trying to remove the tears off of her face. "Hey, I didn't mean to hurt you..I j-"

  "It's fine." She murmured still not facing him. Silence followed, harry stepped closer so that he was standing beside her. Her nose was a light shade of pink and her eyes were bloodshot red; "I'm sorry." He apologized siting next to her, she nodded.