Gabby’s POV:
I cant believe that I yelled out Quinton’s name. I really didn’t want Harry to know about this. Liam already knew, so why did Harry have to know?
I pulled myself together and looked at the clock, 11:30. He should drive me home, I didn’t want to be late, even if I was home early.
“Harry, will you take me home?” I pulled my head off his chest.
“Yeah of course.” He nodded his head.
He got up from the couch looking for his keys. I couldn’t bring myself to put my shoes on, so I just held them. I wanted to scream. This was the worst dream ever. Quinton was getting closer and closer to me. I was running away, and just when I thought that I was able to get away from him, he appeared right in front of me, and slapped my face. I woke up before anything else could happen.
“Ready?” Harry looked at me with pity in his eyes.
“Please don’t look at me like that.” I pleaded.
He looked at the ground, “I don’t know what else to say.”
I got up form the couch and walked out the door with Harry behind me. My feet were hitting the cold pavement as we stepped outside and walked to the car. I opened my door before I gave Harry the chance. He walked around to his side of the car with his head down still. It was quiet before he started his car.
“I don’t know what to say. I want to make it stop.” His voice was low.
A tear escaped from my eyes, “I don’t know. Nothing can make this stop.”
“It hurts to see the person you love hurting and you know you can't do anything about it.” I could barely hear him.
I put my hand up to my mouth to stop from screaming. Not only was this affecting me, it was affecting Harry.
I pulled my hand off my mouth as Harry started to drive. He didn’t say anything else, and neither did I.
“Harry?”
“Mhm?”
“Thank you.”
He looked over at me quickly, then put his eyes back on the road, “For what?”
“Showing me what love really is.”
I saw his mouth turn into a smile, “I wish you weren’t having those nightmares.”
“They’ll stop, right?”
I looked over to his face and saw uncertainty on his face, “I will make sure they do.”
The car ride was silent again. He pulled into my driveway and I unlocked my door. He locked it again.
“What?” I didn’t get what he was doing. It was 11:50.
“Do you feel safe?”
“What do you mean? In my house? Yeah, my parents are there.”
“No, well yes, but not just in your house. I mean everywhere.”
I pondered the thought in my head; I didn’t really feel that safe, “Of course, I’m with you.”
“You’re not with me all the time.” He smiled gently.
“I am always around people, I am never by myself, so yes, I always feel safe.” I smiled back. I had no more tears to cry. I felt awful lying to Harry though, but I didnt need him worrying about me.
“We should get you inside. Can I walk you up?”
I blushed, “Of course.”
We walked halfway up the walkway before Harry stopped me.
“What?” Why did he suddenly stop?
“Incase your parents are waiting at the door.” He smirked.
He pulled me close to him and pushed my hair out of my face. I knew what he was going to do. Before I knew it his cold lip ring was pressing against my lip. It was different than last time. There was no urgency in this kiss. It felt like time had stopped. All that mattered was Harry and I.

Notes

so i asked you guys about a sequel and only two people answered!! i dont think two is enough to write a sequel for!! but i will ask you guys as we get closer to the end...but i hope you guys like this chapter :) and another update will be coming your way tomorrow!! love you guys!

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