Broken Promises (One Direction fan-fiction)

Chapter: forty seven

BECKY'S POV...

~ The next day - 9:30am ~

'I want to take you out today' Harry confronts me, leaning against the doorframe to the bedroom

'Harry' my voice trails off as I neatly fold my clothes

'It's our last day in Manchester. Friends, nothing more, nothing less' he compromises, his green orbs pleading with my own

'Okay' I softly agree, he does a small fist pump before turning to walk away

'Be ready in a half hour, Rebecca' I groan, why does he insist on calling me that

'Becky' I yell but he's already gone, I cuss him under my breath before shutting my door to change in privacy

I take out my neatly folded navy blue dress with cream horse shoes patterning it. I strip out of my slacks and t'shirt, pulling into the dress and zipping up the side.

I scrounge through the front half of my suitcase and pull out my cream vans, slipping into them. I leave my hair in the piggy tail I lazily put it up in this morning. I touch up my lipgloss before grabbing my bag.

As I walk into the kitchen, the silence is deadly silent and the tension could be cut with a knife. Eleanor sits silently at the kitchen table across from Louis both focussing intently on their breakfast.

'Good morning' Eleanor lifts her head, sending me a soft smile, the bags under her eyes show more then her smile

'I'm very sorry for last night and the way Louis and I acted. I'm very embarrassed' she tells me

'It's fine, really. We all have our problems' I quickly dismiss it

'It really isn't. Are you going to apologise Louis?' Eleanor softly asks Louis, instead of apologising like I thought he would, he stands up from the table, walking into their bedroom and slamming the door

'I'm sorry about that. I just- I just don't know' she cries resting her face in her hands

I step beside her, rubbing her back.

'It'll be okay El' I tell her

'No it won't. I'm upset because of all the hate I'm getting. The 'she's so ugly, why would Louis date her, Louis is paying her, she's only with him for his money'. Or the she's just a coverup for Larry. I'm sick of it and it's just getting worse' she tells me

'Tell Louis, tell him everything' I tell her

'But he doesn't understand and I don't want to worry him' she whispers

'I think you'll find he understand more then you think. You don't want to worry him? I think you're worrying him more by not telling him. You love him, so confine in him' I suggest, she nods

She gestures to something behind me. I spin around to see Harry standing by the bench, his hands stuffed into his pockets.

'You ready to go?' He asks, his voice is warm

'Yeah' I send El a quick smile before turning back to the boy who used to make me nervous and weak at the knees

He holds out a cream cardigan, one of his ones that I used to always wear.

'I thought you might get cold, I made sure it would match' he thought that through thoroughly my subconscious tells me

'Harry' I raise an eyebrow, he shakes his head

'Just a friendly gesture' I nod before slipping into the cream cardigan

'Thanks curly' I tease remembering of one of my favourites memories of him and I

****flashback****

'Why do you always call me that?' Harry asks me as we sit under a big oak tree behind his house, I bite into my apple taking a huge chunk

'Because you have curly hair' I give him the duh look, swallowing the apple piece

'You're special' he quietly tells me causing me to blush

His hand reaches up to brush a piece of hair out of my face. He leans in his lips connecting with mine sending waves of electricity through my body.

*****

That was my first kiss. He was my first kiss. He was my first love. I wonder if he remembers

'Becky' Harry's voice snaps me out of my daydream

****

'What are you thinking about?' Harry asks glancing over to me, but keeping most of his attention on the road as he's driving

'You, me. Last night' I tell him quietly

'Becky I-'

'I know, I know'

'No you don't' he snaps changing lanes

'Yes, I actually do. You're sorry for leaving me, for forgetting about me' I tell him, a smug smile sitting on my face

'I am sorry and I miss you. But hell, never did I ever fucking forget about you. I swear' Harry tells me

'Okay'

'Okay?' He asks

'Okay' I nod, he lets out a soft chuckle as he pulls into a car par

'Harry' I groan as I read the sign

'What? I always, always come here when I'm in Manchester' he reassures me

'Fine' I grumble hopping out of the car....

*~*~*~*~*

A/N:

Aww their first kiss <3

Where are they?

Will El and Louis fix their problem?

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