Gabrielle never suspected she'd fall for the bad boy type, until she met Harry. The misunderstood flirt who is told he need's a tutor to pass Biology. That's where Gabrielle comes in, his new tutor. Harry's never been the 'romantic' type but he can't help but fall for her, but when a demon from Harry's past returns with bad intentions involving Gabrielle how far will Harry go to protect her?


19. I'm Sorry

A/N: Okay, But I really like writing this chapter, I know its like drama after drama after drama but don't worry things will clear all up in a few chapters! Thank you for all of your reads and comments! I love you all! Oh and the character 'Josh' his appearance is based off the actor Douglas Booth. enjoy :)

Harry's P.O.V

I woke up to shouts coming from outside the bedroom door, on instinct I rolled over to find Gabrielle wasn't in bed next to me. I threw the duvet off my body and hurriedly walked to the door pressing my ear against it, "You've got to be kidding me!" Gabrielle yelled, there was a pause before she spoke again, "Fine," she whispered before I heard the doorknob move. I stepped back as Gabrielle walked in, her eyes looked as if she was about to burst into tears, "Are you okay?" I asked pulling her into my chest, she immediately pushed me off. "Take me home," she managed, grabbing her clothes and throwing on her shoes. "Do you want breakfast fir-" "Take me home, Harry!" she demanded standing up, I nodded throwing on some jeans and a t shirt before we walked into the garage. She got in the car not saying a word the whole ride there, when we parked she grabbed the handle of the door before I stopped her. "Gabrielle, are you okay?" I whispered anxiously. She froze, turning around to face me, there was a single tear that had fell from her eye. She grabbed me by the back of my neck and pushed our lips together roughly, her kiss felt so desperate as if it was the last time we'd kiss, which scared me. She got  out of the car before I could respond. I couldn't help but wonder what was bothering her, and I wasn't to comfortable with her going home with that pathetic father of hers. 

Gabrielle's P.O.V

I didn't want to see my parent's or even talk to them, what my mother told me over the phone was unbelievable  "Gabrielle!" my father bellowed, I stopped half way up the steps slowly turning around to be met with my father and mother both glaring at me from the bottom of the stairs. "Down, now!" my father ordered. I slowly walked down the steps, "Yes?" I groaned. "Your little vacation with Harry's over," my father began, "Yes, no more. We don't want you seeing him anymore," my mother added folding her arms, "He's a horrible, influence." my father finished. I scoffed, "A horrible influence?" I laughed darkly, "You two clearly haven't looked in the mirror," I muttered. "Excuse me?" my mother snapped, "I mean from my abusive father to my mother who cold give less of a shit about her own daughter! I mean you guy should get some award or something," I clapped. "We love you!" my mother protested, "Well, you have a pretty good way of showing it!" I smiled. "You listen here," my father interrupted, "We're your parent's and your going to respect us! We forbid you to see him!" he shouted. I flinched at his words, "Now, tonight the Johnson's are coming to dinner, they are bringing they're son; Josh. We think you too would be a much better match, I want you dressed and washed for tonight." my mother happily cheered as she walked away, one thing about my mother was that she only cared about our family's reputation. not the family, she only listened to the gossip at the country club and would share her take on it at the local salon. My family was very wealthy and my mother never let us forget by buying the most expensive things for our home. Sometimes I'd be scared to touch some of things in fear that they might break, but she loved it so we had to too.  My father grabbed my wrist, "I want you to end it with him, today, after lunch." he said placing my car keys in my hand. "I hate you," I whispered through clenched teeth.  I spent the rest of the afternoon wondering how I was going to do it, crying because I had to do it, then thinking about how again. When the time came my father gave me a long lecture on how after this little meeting with Harry I would no longer be able to see him, ever.  I pulled up to Harry's about thirty minutes later, this wasn't happening. I was going to wake up any second now right? In Harry's arms and he'd remind me that everything was okay, and that he would protect me. I closed my eyes as fresh tears slipped , it was silent sitting out here in my car. I placed my elbow on the car door leaning my face into my hand, breathe. I literally had to remind myself to breathe or I might pass out from how hard I was crying at this point. I slid my hands under my eyes wiping away the vast amount of tears that had fallen, I promised him I was never going to leave. I promised him. He had no one but me now, and I was leaving him.  I loved him more then anything and looking back on it now, we'd only said it once to each other. That night in his backyard, I guess we were to busy showing it through kisses and hugs but mostly tears. So much had happened since the day I was assigned to be his tutor, but I wouldn't have changed any of it. I didn't think I would be able to do it, he was my everything right now. I needed him, probably more then he was going to need me. He was the one to hold me when things got tough, or protect me when my father took it too far. I'd been sitting outside of his house for about twenty minutes now, I wanted to get out but I could feel my legs weaken. I couldn't do it, not after all of this. He was the one who stood by me when I lost my memory for those weeks, he was the one who sheltered me from all of the pain that my family caused. He helped me, and in his time of need I was going to leave him. I know we were just a couple of high school kids who fell in love way to fast, but I'd never felt so close to someone. But my parent's were my parent's no matter how bad  hated them, they were in control, I slowly got out of the car my feet slowly dragging as I rang his doorbell. I took slow breaths until his figure appeared behind the door, he was shirtless and looked absolutely beautiful. "Gabrielle? Baby girl what's wrong?" he asked pulling me into his embrace tightly. I immediately regretted letting him do it as his scent erupted into my nostrils. "What's wrong?" he asked again.I just broke down, "Tell me," he demanded, "H-Harry. We have to stop seeing each other," I managed through choked sobs, "No, not this again." he scoffed pulling away.  "I-It's my parent's." I whispered wiping another tear, "Well isn't it always them?" he asked his voice raising. "I-I'm so sorry, Harry!" I croaked, "If I could change it I would, but I can't  and it sucks, because I've never known anyone who made me feel good enough. I've had a lot of people in my life who have just left, but you stayed. You stayed literally through everything, and I love you for that. I don't- cant lose you Harry but I have too, and its not fair. It's not fair that you've helped me through everything and now when you need me I won't be there. I just wanted so bad for all of this to work, I wanted so bad to be with you. And I don't want to be like 'No, I'll never talk to you again.' but I sure as hell can't be normal with you. I'm sorry but I can't. I love you, Harry." I sobbed, tears were falling from his eyes as well as he took me into his arms, "Please, don't leave me." he whispered in desperation, He held me like I would disappear any second now. "Don't walk away, Gabrielle. I need you, I can't afford to lose anybody close to me anymore, it hurts too much." he pleaded his hot breath and tears hitting my neck only added more guilt on my shoulders. I grabbed his hand leading him to his bed, he rested his head on my chest as I  rocked him to sleep, and he cried because he knew when he awoke I wasn't going to be there. When his sobs fell quiet and his light breathing gave away his sleep I quietly slipped from under him, I let a few tears fall from my eyes as I watched him sleep. This was it, I leaned down and I gave him a light kiss on the cheek. I grabbed my keys from his counter and ran to my car driving off in a hurry, praying that he wouldn't wake till morning.


I walked down the stairs in the white knee length dress my mother had picked out for me, my hair was curled in loose curls no evidence of me crying. My mother pulled me over where I was introduced to Josh. He kissed my hand with a smile and I recognized him from the soccer team, he was a friend of Niall's. My mother left us alone as she entered the kitchen where his parents and my father were talking. "I recognize you from the girls soccer team right?" he asked, and I nodded. He began to tell stories and such but my mind would only drift off to Harry. What was he doing? How was he feeling? At dinner it didn't change, as they all laughed and joked I was stuck there staring off into space as I wished that this was all some horrid nightmare and in a brief notice I'd wake up, please.  

A/N: Okay so, I had a friend proof  read this for me and she said the part were she breaks up with him is too dramatic because they are only in high school and have only known each other for a few months. I made it dramatic because they've been through so much with each other so having to throw it all way is something pretty dramatic, tell me what you think? 

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