Isabella is your everyday girl. She gets good grades has amazing friends. Her parents adore her and want nothing more then a good education for their daughter. what happens when everything doesn't go as planned? What happens when she comes face to face with a certain boy named Harry, the school's bad ass.


21. campus life

"Wanna talk about it?" Harry askes while holding me. I nod. "Take your time." He instructs. I take a deep breath and begin my story. "When I went home I heard my parents fighting, I had no idea what they were fighting about so I tried listening. I tried being as quiet as I could but they heard me. You wanna know what they we're arguing about?" I ask. "Mhmm." Harry hums. "Me, they we're fighting about me and my damn grades. My dad kicked me out said I had to live in the dorms for the next two years. I don't want to stay in a damn dorm room. I want my own bed, my own shower. How do I know if I will even like my roommate."I finish out of breath. "Whoa Iz calm down, it could be alot worse. Atleast you have a place to go, alot of the kids that get kicked out don't have that option." He says. I know he's right but I just can't get over the fact that my own parents kicked me out. "I know you're upset because they kicked you out. But atleast this way you only have yourself to answer to. Atleast now you can do what you want without them watching every second." He reminds me. "It's not that simple." I state looking him in the eyes. "And why is that?" He questions. "My so called father said if I don't bring up my grades he's cutting all ties with me." I say as I feel my bottom lip tremble. I take slow deep breaths trying to calm myself. I'm tired of crying and frankly I think I'm all out of tears. I just want this nightmare to be over with, but I know it won't be this is just the begining. "I have to go my mother is suppose to be meet me at the dorms." I state as I make my way onto my feet. "Well I'll go with you." He tells me. "You don't have to." I imply. "I know I don't have to but I want to. You don't need to be alone right now." He smiles. "Thanks." I say as I wrap my arms around him. I know this is gonna be a disaster once my mother comes face to face with Harry. I know she will not approve me being with friends with someone who looks like him. You see my mother is one of them people who judges a person before getting to know them. I know as soon as she lays eyes on him she will have something to say. My mother already called me atleast five times asking where I was. I simply told her I was on my way. I find the parking lot to the dorm I am staying at. I never realized how big the campus was until now, school is atleast two blocks from here. "Harry?" I question breaking the silence. He just looks over at me. "What ever my mother has to say just ignore her please. I can't take another arguement." I state. "Yea sure." He says as he makes his way out of the car. If I know Harry as much as I think I do he will end up saying something, he can only hold his tongue for so long. My mother tells me my dorm is on the third floor room 306. Harry and I step onto the elevator I push the button that read's 3. I hear a ding indicated we have reached my floor. I walk down the hall stopping at the third door on the right. I feel Harry grab my forearm. "I'll be out here, If you need me." He states. "You're not coming in?" I ask. "You and I both know I won't be able to hold my tongue if she says anything to me." He says. I just laugh. "What's so funny?" He questions. "Nothing, I'll tell ya later. I take one last look at Harry as he slides down the wall, taking a seat. I push the door open and come face to face with my mother. "What took you so long Isabella?" She scolds. "I needed time to clear my head." I answer. "Well this will be your home for the next two years, your father does not want to see your face excepts for on the holidays. Why couldn't you just get good grades?" She askes. Did she really just say that to me. I can feel my face becoming red. "How can you be okay with this, I am your daughter you know." I say raising my voice. "I know that, but I also don't know what happened to you. You used to get such good grades, you used to follow the rules. It's like you're not the same Izzy anymore." She whispers the last part. "You have to be kidding me, I got C's mother in case you don't know that's average, I'm not perfect. I never will be that your son. I will never be like Hayden." I shout. I don't understand why they compare me to him, he got a full scholarship to NYU. I will never be as smart as him in any way shape or form. As I mention my brother's name my mother's expression changes from angry to sad. "This is not about your brother this is about you. You letting your dreams slip right through your fingers." She snaps. "This is not my dream this yours, yours and dad's. I would really apperciate it if you left my room." I yell. I'm tired of fighting physically and emotionally, I'm just done. Before my mother could say anything back. I hear my dorm room squeak open, in walks a blonde girl and Louis, Harry's friend. "Louis?" I question. His head snaps in my direction. The blonde girl just stares at me as does my mother. "You know him?" My mother askes in disgust. Louis is wearing a tanktop every tattoo is visible. I nod. "So these are the type of people you hangout with here. This is the reason your grades look like they do?" She questions. I remain silent. It's no one's fault but my own for my grades, They're my responsibilty no one else's. "No mom it's not." I sternly say. She just stares at me. The room is silent and I know she wants nothing more than to yell at me right now. I hear my door creak open for the second time. This time Harry walks in, he walks right up to me placing his lips right on mine. I hear my mother gasp. "I'm the reason for her grades slipping not my friend, and I believe she asked you to leave." He says as calm as ever. I'm in shock and so is my mother. I can not believe he just did what he did. "This is not over Isabella, we will talk about this." She says as she points to Harry. I watch as she storms out of the room. "So I take it you're my new roomate, I'm Linn." The blonde girl says. I'm still in shock of what happened so I don't answer. "I take it you're Isabella." She says. Hearing her say my name snaps me out of my trance. "Izzy call me Izzy please." I say. Looking at Linn I would say she's pretty normal, she has blonde hair and the brightest blue eyes I ever seen. Her beauty astounds me. I can't help but stare. That is until she rolls up her sleeves her left arm is covered in tattoos. "I think we're gonna get along great." She says breaking me out of my trance once again. "Yea I hope so." I say. "Tonight is girls night. You ask me anything you want to know I will tell you. Same goes for you." She instructs. I nod. "Well we will let you girls get to it, come on Hazza let's go." Louis says while tugging on Harry's arm. "Bye ladies." Harry says as Louis pulls him out of the room. Linn and I just laugh. Maybe campus life won'e be as bad as I thought it would be. Maybe I'll like it, I have my own freedom to do what I want when I want. This could be good for me
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