When Two Worlds Collide

Becca is a student in her last year of school- she hates it; she's always been picked on by the popular crowd. But when she falls for one of them and he falls for her, her family disapprove because of his bad boy reputation that she doesn't really know much about; until she attends a party with him.. Where will love take them?
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1. Chapter 1

I'm Becca. I live with my parents and brother Zayn. Zayn's a year older than me; he's at college whilst I'm in my last year of school. Talking of school, that's what I can't stand. I keep myself to myself most of the time.

“How's my favourite girl?” Louis pins me up against the wall. I stare at him angrily and push him off, “Get out of my way”. “Whoa, someone's feisty today aren't they?” He smirks behind me. As you've probably just guessed, Louis and I don't really get on. He hangs around with the popular crowd and I just have my few friends. I seem to be that groups little joke for some unknown reason. I'm currently in my last year and thank God. I can't wait to get away from here. Louis and his group constantly pick on me; day in, day out. I hate them and I hate it here. At least I try and tell myself I hate Louis but I didn't really.. There's something about him; only him..


I enter the classroom and take a seat at the back; away from everyone else. Emma and Joe aren't in this lesson so I was on my own. They are my best friends. I spoke to a lot of people in our year but everyone has their own little groups and this is ours. “You could have at least made an effort” Ellie looks me up and down sniggering. I wouldn't mind if I hadn't but I always do anyway; especially since I've been told how ugly I am from them. “Yeah, I mean look.. She's so ugly it's unreal” I hear Louise's voice perk up from behind her. In walks Louis with Dan, “Ew look whose in our seats” he prods Louis in the side. “Move down the front” Louis says staring straight at me. I ignore them and look down toward my phone. “Just move you little bitch” Ellie yells across the room. There's no teacher in here yet and no one helps one another in this school; not unless you're in their clique anyway. By now, Ellie and Louise are stood by the side of Louis and Dan. Thankfully, the rest of their group aren't in this class so there's a lot less of them. “Get out the seat” Louise slams her hands to the desk making me jump, “What's up Slut? Did I make you jump?” My eyes water as I was once again cornered by them. “If you cry, you're only going to make yourself look even more ugly” Dan chuckles from beside Louis. I grab my bag from the floor and let my feet carry me away from them all. “That's it! Do as you're told like a good little dog” Ellie speaks patriotically and starts laughing. I stop in my tracks and turn to face them. I've had enough, I seriously don't know how much more I can take of this. A tear falls down my cheek. “Just leave it now” Louis says, shoving his hands into his pockets staring at me slightly concerned. I run from the room and into the girls toilets. There's no one in here- everyone is making their way to classes. I take out the razor from my bag, I couldn't help myself. I know I shouldn't but it's the only way I could take away the pain and shut out their words. I'm sick of going through the same things everyday. I took it to my wrist; allowing cool red blood to drop freely from the fresh wounds.


Louis' POV:

“I'm sorry about them earlier” I say to Becca as she walks by. She turns; her face full of upset, “You're not sorry because if you were you wouldn't have said any of that in the first place”. She turns on her heels. “No, I am sorry” I grab her arm; pulling us both to a more secluded area. She jumps at my touch, “Get off my arm” her eyes water. I throw my hands to the air, “I was only trying to be nice”. She walks off into the distance without saying a word.


Becca's POV:

“You alright Bec?” Joe asks. “No different to any other day- I'll live”. I scurry away from the school, leaving as quick as I can.

“How's school been Bec?” Zayn welcomes me as I step through the front door. Zayn's my older brother; we're really close. We tell each other everything. Except, I've never told him about the bullying at school- no one knows. Emma and Joe know some of what goes on but not all of it. If Zayn ever found out, he'd go mental at them and end up in serious trouble through protecting me. He's the closest person to me and I couldn't lose him because of people I'd be free from within a few months. As for my mum and dad; they work a lot. They're not home loads but when they are, they don't really bother me.. They just leave me to do what I want to do; until it comes to going out and stuff; they're really controlling over me and say I can't do anything to jeopardise my education. They don't realise that they smother me I just want to rebel against them constantly but I can't because there's nothing to be rebellious with.


Zayn's POV:

“What you want for dinner? Pizza, pasta? Your choice” I pop my head round Becca's door. “I'm not that hungry, I'll do something later” she speaks; covered up in her sheets.


“I'm going out Bec, I'll probably be in about 3am. Mum and dad are both working tonight, you ok here on your own for a bit?” She nods and sits down on the sofa.


Becca's POV:

Zayn just left. I hate being here on my own. Especially on a Tuesday night; you always get teenagers hanging around outside. Most of the time is was Louis and his lot, which made me so nervous. For once though it was pretty quiet outside; no one about. I wrap myself in the covers, forgetting everything and escaping my life; entering the dreams I longed for.


“I'm not in today, been throwing up all night” Emma says sleepily through the phone as I walk through the school gates. “Ok, see you soon” I hang up and meet Joe who is stood waiting by his motorbike. “What you got first?” he nods up at me. “Double Math” I sigh. This meant I was on my own once again. But this time with all of Louis and his group. I hug Joe goodbye and proceed to the classroom. When I get there, it's pretty full. I take a seat at the front. Louis walks in and observes the room before sitting on the seat beside me. “Alright babe” he winks throwing his arm round me. “Get in there Lou!” Dan chuckles deeply from the back. I push his arm away. “If you have to sit here- don't even bother talking to me”. Every now and then I could feel his eyes on me; I'd occasionally look up but he'd just quickly look away. He spent the majority of the time on his phone and laughing rather than bothering me thankfully. We have a 15 minute break and I'd much rather stay in here than enter the hallway with all of them. Louise pretends to trip and ends up kicking my leg on her way out, “Oops.. Didn't see you there” she sarcastically talks. “You must've done- it's hard not to” Louis adds in smiling a tad. I pick up my bags, give each of them a glare and walk out.


Louis' POV:

Oh God- I think she took that the wrong way. Me and my big mouth. Sometimes I should really think about how I word things. “You shouldn't have kicked her- you're taking it too far” I tell Louise with annoyance in my tone. I follow Becca out and down the hall. “Becca- wait”. I watch as she enters the girls toilets. Our class is the only one on break so I follow her in. “I didn't mean it like that- it came out wrong” “Oh really? Seems like you meant it exactly how it sounded to me” she laughs a little and shakes her head. I look down and notice her wrists were covered in what looked like fairly new cuts. She saw me looking and quickly covered them up. “Where did you get them?” “I- erm-my cat” she stutters. “You don't get cuts like that from a cat” I state knowing full well she was lying. I take hold of her arm; analysing the cuts which looked sore and deep. “Are they what I think they are?” She shuts her eyes tight, failing to keep in the tears. “It is” I nod, releasing her arm from my grip. “What do you care? Just leave me alone” she turns to the door. I pull her away from the door; pushing her slightly, so her back is against the wall and our chests are nearly touching. “I do care”. My hand gently brushes away the tears that fall from her lower lid. Using my hands, I cup her face; bringing hers closer to mine. Our lips smash together. She doesn't resist.


Becca's POV:

I don't move when Louis' lips smash to mine. Neither do I resist. I kiss him back. It feels so wrong but so right at the same time. "I've wanted to do that for so fucking long" he smiles; his lips only just apart from mine. "I didn't mean it that way Becca. I meant you're hard not to notice because you're stunning. Anyone can see that." "But you all tell me how ugly I am everyday" are the only words I manage to speak. "I've never said that. The girls only say it because they're jealous and the boys tag along just to fit in. Never once have I said you're not pretty." I don't know what to say so I stay quiet. "I'm so sorry- I just really.. like you" he looks down. Everything's happening so fast and I don't know what to do. Before I could think anymore about anything else, his arms are around me; with one hand holding my head to his chest. I could feel and hear his heart racing. "Please don't deny me- because I've been waiting for this day for so long; to hold you in my arms and get you away from all those" he almost whispers. I'd never told anyone. but I've always liked Louis. Except I hated him at the same time for never speaking up about the others and sometimes joining in with them. "If you don't feel the same way- you can leave right now. If you do just kiss me once more" his eyes were glassy as I looked into them. I don't want to leave. I wanted to stay here; in his arms a little longer. I kiss him once again and then pull away, "I like you too.. I have done for ages but I made myself hate you because of the way you acted" I trail off as he once again holds me in his arms. "Becca, I know this is all going so fast but I've liked you for so long and now I've finally had the courage to tell you" he pauses. "Will you be my girlfriend?" "As long as you're being genuine and it's not some sort of plan to hurt me" I near enough whisper. He replies almost straight away, "It's really not- I genuinely like you and have done for ages.. So is that a yes?" I look up at him, a tear forms in his left eye and I nod, "Yes".

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