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?


11. You Love Me Don't You?

Gabrielle's P.O.V

"No more 'sleepovers' !" my father yelled after me, he found me sneaking in this morning from Harry's, and wasn't to happy about it. I didn't respond just rolled my eyes and acceded up the stairs.  "Where do you think your going?" he yelled after me, "I'm going back to sleep," I mumbled. "What you didn't get enough at your little boyfriends house?" "Dad, it's not like that." I said raising my voice a bit. "Don't you raise your voice at me "  his face turned red and he raised his hand up to me striking my face, I collapsed on the ground. "Dad!" I looked over to see Nathan crouching down next to me. "It-its fine Nathan" I whispered. "No it's not," he stated picking me up. My father growled as Nathan pushed past him, me in his arms.He walked me down the hall to his room laying me down on his bed. "One second," he muttered before disappearing. "You might want this," he said appearing from behind his door placing an ice pack on my cheek. "Was that the first time?" he asked me sitting down, "No," "Does h-he do it often?" he whispered. I only nodded, "God, I wish I could be here to protect you. All of the time." he said walking over to his dresser, he placed his hand gripping the edge of it. "Don't worry about it, I-I deserve it. I shouldn't talk to him like-" "No you don't" he said angrily shoving everything off of it making me jump a bit. "But I do." I whispered. "Does he tell you that?" he asked, I was silent not wanting to answer.  His face turned red in anger and he ruffled his hand before he quickly charged out of the room, I thought nothing of it until I heard a scream coming from down stairs. "Nathan!" I screamed when he came into view. He was on top of my father practically punching the life out of him. "Nathan please, stop!" I said running over to him. "You will never touch her again!" he yelled taking another swing even more blood rushing from my fathers mouth. "God, Nathan! Please, please." I whimpered before stepping back. He looked up at me, his facial expression softening, "I'm sorry, you shouldn't have seen that" my father groaned as Nathan let him slip from under him. Nathan helped me up before leading me into my room, "Look, I want you to get out of the house for a while, okay? Somewhere safe." I nodded, "I'll call you when everything's sorted out." he said tucking a piece of hair behind my ear. I quickly packed a bag bringing items for only a few days, I gave Nathan the directions and we were shortly at Harry's. "God, why am I letting you do this?" he mumbled before he got out of the car. "Where are you going?" I asked, he ignored my question walking over to the door, I quickly scrambled out following closely behind. "Damn what does this boy do for a living?" he asked enchanted by the scenery surrounding Harry's house. "Hello," Harry greeted my brother before I peered from behind him, "Baby? w-what happened!" he sort of demanded picking my face up in his hands. "Its nothing really," I said, "Gabrielle why don't you go inside." my brother instructed, "I need to talk to Harry." I nodded. Harry kissed my forehead before stepping aside to let me in, Harry shut the door behind me leaving me frustrated that I couldn't hear they're conversation. I walked over pressing my ear to the door, "Harry listen, I'm sure you know about my father," he started. "Yes," Harry nodded folding his arms, "Well I didn't know it was happening, and Gabrielle doesn't seem to trust anyone but.. but you. I don't know why really you've only known each other for what? a month? but  she does and I guess that means I have to respect you no matter how badly I hate knowing my sister will be wrapped up in your arms. She's my little sis, and I love her. And Harry I guess what I'm saying is, please don't hurt her. She's gone through so much and, I can't see her hurt anymore. She really loves you mate, and god the way she looks at you absolutely terrifies me. Just protect her, okay?" he finished. "With everything," Harry said. I moved away walking into Harry's room setting my bag down and collapsing on his bed my cheek was throbbing and I wanted to just sleep. I lay my head down waiting for Harry but found myself slowly drifting to sleep. I was in my room, watching my father run after me, I was trying to run away but it felt as if I was going in circles but he just got closer, his arms stretched out and I could feel myself fading into him. I was crying and screaming and begging for him to let me go. But he didn't he wouldn't and I knew then I would always be afraid of my father even when I was miles from him wrapped up in Harry's arms, I would never be safe again. 

                                                                                                     Harry's P.O.V

She was tossing and turning and then she let out a scream. A scream filled with true fear as if she was about to die the shrill sent chills down my back as she woke sitting up immediately. Sweat glistening on her face, her eyes red. She tried to control her breathing, "Baby, it's okay." I said wrapping her up in my arms, I could feel hot tears hit my bare chest. She slipped through my arms standing up, "I-I need some air," she whispered walking out. I quickly got up following after her, She sat out on the back porch, "Your going to freeze," I muttered taking a seat next to her. She was only in panties and a t shirt and it was probably forty degrees outside. "Do you want to tell me whats wrong?" I asked. She was silent her hands fumbling with the hem of her shirt, she closed her eyes taking in a breath. I ran my hand slowly up in down her back in attempt to calm her down. Her breathing became normal but I could tell she was on the verge of tears. "Gabrielle, tell me what's wrong." "No," she whispered. I took my hand from her back, "Why?" I asked, she remained silent and I watched her eyes trail along all of the trees and the stars. She closed her eyes before she got up, she still had her eyes closed as she slowly walked down the stairs towards the grass. I watched her slump onto the grass before looking up at the stars. I followed laying next to her, "Sometimes," she whispered, "Sometimes I wish I could drift away. Ya know maybe float around with the stars at night. Just get away from it all." I could hear the sadness in her voice, "All of the time," I whispered back. She turned her head to me, "Really?" she asked, and when I nodded she smiled. "Gabrielle," "Yes, Harry?" she asked turning her head back up so she was staring up at the stars again. "I love you," I blurted. "No," she whispered sitting up. I immediately regretted saying it, "You love me don't you?" I asked sitting up as well. She looked over  at   me, but remained quiet. "You don't," I replied standing up, god the one time I actually let it out and they don't feel the same way. "Harry, wait!" she said. "What?" I asked turning around to face me, she had tears in her eyes and I ran over to her taking her in my arms, "No its okay," I whispered stroking her hair. " I do love you, but that's what scares me Harry. I love you and when I'm around you I lose all self control. God, Harry. I hate you for that. I hate the fact that nothing else matters until I get to see your face again. I hate how when I stare into those beautiful green eyes its like everything around me fades, and its just you. It sounds cliche but it couldn't be anymore true." she said tears in her eyes. She looked up at me before nuzzling her face into my neck before she fell to the ground tired. I picked up her lifeless body carrying her back into my bed, she rolled over so her head lay on my chest. I wrapped my hand around her waist holding her. She got on top of me leaning kisses down my neck like she always did, but this time there was more passion. "I want you," I mumbled before rolling on top of her leaving kisses  down her body. She let out a  moan before I reached for her  underwear slowly removing them. "Harry," she breathed, "Yes, love?"I asked looking up at her, her eyes filled with lust. "I love you," she whispered, "I love you too," I replied. And we showed just how much we loved each other with  night full of lust and passion.


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