The Day I Met You (A Louis Tomlinson Fanfic)

20 year old Taylor Cole is a homeless girl. She was left battered by her ex boyfriend and dumped in a adoption centre when she was a baby...
Taylor thinks she has really hit rock bottom when someone special meets her while busking....

Ps. My first fanfic.


14. Becca

Taylor POV

He didn't try anything romantic. We just ate tacos, and watched a movie. That was probably the most boring Harry-Dates ever. Harry, strong, manly, honest and loyal. And then there's Louis, sweet, funny, cute and kind. Spoilt for choice!


"Hey" I said, dropping my bag on the table in the studios. I have half a day of modelling, I have to dye my hair, dark purple. This modelling job can get boring.

"Stop, wriggling!!" Shouted Becca, the make-up and hair stylist.

"Alright, alright!" I said, annoyed.

"You know, Louis doesn't really love you"She said, pulling at my hair.

"Oh, and how would you know?" I retorted.

"I can tell, all those pictures look fake"  

"That's just your opinion" I said back. She stormed off in a huff after she finished with my hair. A different girl did my make-up, thank god. Becca has always been stubborn with me ever since I got here. I tried being nice to her, but she just wouldn't co-operate, all she ever said was "Yeah," Or "Whatever!"

I did my usual job, another spooky halloween look. Another hour of shooting, Dave, the photographer finally said "Taylor, you're not yourself today, are you?"

"Ofcourse I am, I'm fine,"I huffed

"Sorry, you just seem, distracted today"

"I'm tired, that's all"

"If you say so" He sighs, and we carry on shooting. I do three more outfits, then go back to my dressing room.

"What are you doing here?!" I exclaimed, seeing Becca in there, in a low-cut, silver, tight dress. "This is MY dressing room after all"

"Ugh, do you ever knock?" She muttered, applying dark Mascara.

"And, thats MY make-up bag!"

"Who cares, Taylor?" She pushes me out of the way, and saunters out to her car. She drives off, leaving my dressing room a mess. I begin removing my make-up, and undying my hair. I get dressed into a tracksuit and tidy the room. I don't understand why Becca hates me so much, apparently, she was a call girl before this, and had two children. I never asked her.

"Are you OK?" Asked Sophia, another model. "I understand that Dave's given you a hard time."

"Fine, just tired"

"Are you sure, you look deathly pale"

"Seriously, I'm fine"

"OK,"She said, hugging me.

"SOPHIA, SOPHIA!" Someone yells down the hallway.

"Better go, my shoots in five minutes" She quickly says, then runs down the hallway to the main studios.

Becca POV

I begin to drive down the road to the city centre. Ugh, words cannot describe how much I hate that 'Taylor'. She stole all of the attention. But, I'm  getting revenge. I drive to Louis house. Once I get there, I knock on his door, and he opens it slowly. As soon as he shows his face, I kiss him.

"Becca, um, what are you doing here?" He stammers nervously.

"You'll find out," I said, undoing his shirt.

"Stop it, I think you should leave" He says, sitting up and pulling at his shirt.

"Don't be silly,"I say, taking off my bra. I lay down on the bed, making sure Louis doesn't escape.

"Rebecca, stop!" He yells.

Taylor POV

Its 7pm now, and my day of shooting is almost over. Now all I have to do is go to Grace's Drink. Grace is another model, she's holding a drink for all of us, to congratulate us for the past six months.

"To us" She says, holding up her glass of champagne.

"Oh, no! I have another shoot tomorrow, and the day after!" Molly groans.

"Aww, don't worry" I say comforting her.

"You're lucky, you get to spend the day with your boyfriend!"

"How is Louis, by the way?" Asks Grace.

"Good, he and the boys have a new album coming out." I reply.

"I can't wait to get it!" Squeals Isla.

When it ended, we all hugged each other goodbye, as Grace, Ella and Nora had a shoot in Italy.

I get back to the flat, the first thing I hear is

"Louis, stop it!", Muffled by laughter.

"Louis," I call out, opening our bedroom door. Becca and Louis' heads pop up from the duvet, Becca's dress is on the floor now. I can see her smirk as tears form in my eyes. "Taylor, wait!"Louis yells as I run out of the room.

"Harry? Can I come in?"I call at his door.

"What happened?" He says, looking concerned.

"Louis, he cheated on me, with my make-up girl"

Harry POV

I can't believe Louis could do this. I call him on my phone.

"Hello?" He answers

"Louis, how could you do this?" I hiss down the phone.

"Do what?"

"Cheat on Taylor, with a make-up girl!"

"She just grabbed me mate, I'm telling you the truth!"

"Yeah, well Taylor says it looks like you were having fun" Then I hang up. I go back to Taylor, who's curled up on the sofa. I cuddle her and kiss her forehead. I get a blanket and wrap it around her and carry her off to my bedroom.

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