My Moment / / H.S.?

Becca POV:

"Simon? What the actual hell is going on?" Rising from the cold metal chair, I step closer into the dim light as the full image of Simon Cowell comes into view.

"Where is he?" Simon spits, taking a step closer to me.

"I'm looking for her so you can leave me and my friends alone. I have had enough of this shit. Let me out of here so I can go save my best friend." Running towards the door, I yank on the handle, but the opening doesn't budge. I was stuck in here.

"You are not leaving until you give us answers. Now where is Harry." Simon screeches, grabbing my arm and shoving me back into my chair.

"Excuse me. I must of heard you wrong. I am looking for MOMENT. Shouldn't you know where Harry is anyway? Hell, you are his manager." Kicking up my feet on the small table in front of me, I grin up at the devil looking officers as their faces grow red.

"Ma'am, tell us where he is. I am only going to ask this once more." The officer states, only making me roll my eyes.

"I have no bloody idea where the hell this popstar is. Ask his asshole of a manager! I've never even held a conversation with the guy!" Simon's face grew in temper, only forcing me to chuckle.

"Oh, and Simon. I think your little boy band managing days are over." Snickering one last time, his anger finally boils as he begins to yell curses towards me.

"Rebecca Winters, you are under arrest for withholding evidence from an officer-"

"Wait. Wait. Wait. I have no fucking idea where this guy is! I'm looking for Moment, not him! Why the hell would I go to jail for this?" It was Simon's turn to laugh as the officer places my hands behind my back. Cuffing me and shoving me towards the door, Simon grins as his phone rings. Answering the phone, he walks towards the end of the room as he whispers into the call.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. She is arrested. Did the plan work? What's next? Where should I meet you?" Questions of the dozen tumble out of Simon's mouth as I try to listen to the secret conversation. Stepping out of the room the door begins to close as I hear the last audible words Simon spoke:

Evan, you will have Moment in no time.

Harry POV:

"Oh, thank god it's you! Man, how did you find us?" Moment zips up her jumper quickly as I pick up my tee from the ground.

"I think the real questions is what were you guys doing?" Louis chuckles as he slams his car door and walks over to the two of us. Moment's cheeks turn a bright red as I pull the thin clothing over my head.

"Anyways, Lou, I've missed you! I'm so sorry about the last call. Must of scared you a bit."

"A bit? How about a whole shit ton. Geeze, what did you get yourself into? You are all over the news! Simon has been calling me constantly and trust me, when you come back, it's not going to be pretty."

"Yeah, about that. Lou, I'm not coming back." Kicking at the dust, I avoid Louis' face as I focus on the ground. "I'm in some deep trouble, Lou and I can't go back. I'm sorry." An eerie silence took up the air around us as I glance up at Louis. His face turns pale as tears begin to form around his eyes.

"Mate, I fucked up. I wish I could take back the things I did, but I can't. This is my life now." Trying to diminish the strong silence, I continue to talk as Moment walks away from the two of us and sits in the dirt. Louis walks up to me as tears fall down his cheeks.

"What did she make you do? Did she hurt you? Is she blackmailing you? Is she-

"No, no, no. Lou it's not about her. She just has a rough history, that's all."

"Harry, you don't deserve this life. Get in my car and we can go back. You can be successful again."

"I can't. Moment needs me. I need her." Looking behind me, I glance up at her as she sits aways from us, clearly not hearing our conversation. She is so beautiful. So broken but oh so beautiful.

"Har, this isn't some movie. Come back with me. It's the right decision mate. Trust me. And I get it, you think you are in love, but I'm tellin you this isn't love! She's just another one of your girls. Give it a couple more days and the two of you will no longer feel any compassion or emotion for each other."

"Lou, what happened to you? You're the one who should understand what I'm doing. I'm not doing this because I'm in love with her. I'm doing this because she needs someone. She desperately craves for just some help. She needs me, Lou and I hope you can see that."

"Mate, she is bringing you down. Leave her, Har. Please. I'm begging you. This life isn't worth living. You will be running and hiding for the rest of your days."

"No, Lou. That's where you're wrong. You don't see it and I don't blame you for not analyzing everything that's going on, but I won't be running and I sure as hell won't be hiding. For each day for the rest of my life I will be striving and I will be thriving. From empty motels and deserted roads to long car drives and little food, I will be desperately seeking for another spot to sleep or another destination to eat. Yet, even though I may be resting in grass or bathing in gross bathrooms, I still have the one thing I require. Louis, she's it. She's what I've been looking for. My happiness wasn't defined in that boyband or explained in my money. My joy wasn't shone through the interviews we did or the millions of girls that fell for me. For once in my life, satisfaction has finally outstretched to me. I have never been so sure of something in my life and I'm sorry, but not even my best friend could tell me to go back. Yes, I had fancy cars and hot girls and tons of money, but I didn't have the one thing I ever so required. Contentment. Lou I found it and it's her. It's her smile and her laugh. It's her voice and her cries. It's her hair and her eyes and her heart. Her soul gives me life. Her personality brings me the utmost amount of joy. And if you can't see the emotion and passion I feel for this girl, then you will never be able to identify the accuracy of true love. This is it. This is true love, mate and yeah it's fucked up at times, but it's my story and it's my fucked up mess. I love this disaster and I love this wreck. I love every second, because for once I feel life. I'm not just living but I'm thriving and loving and compassionately maintaining an essence I never thought I would have. I'm sorry, but this is my livelihood and I choose to nourish my lifestyle through her." Looking at Louis, I could tell he was disappointed and frustrated by my choice, but I still felt no regret. Louis was my best friend and I knew if he truly cared about me he would get over my choices and accept it.

"Can I at least drive you guys somewhere? Help you out?" His voice was quiet and subtle as he began to walk back to his car.

"If you don't mind?"

"Anything for my best mate." He says, grinning at me. "I mean maybe I want some of this dangerous, fearful action." Louis adds, winking at me as he jumps into his car.

"There's always a spot for you in my life." Opening the car door, I wave Moment over for her to follow. As the two of us get into the vehicle, Louis begins to drive off towards the new day.

"Where to?" Louis says, pressing hard on the gas.

"The next day of sustenance."