The Fight for Love [AU/Punk Harry Fanfiction]
Chapter 4
Harry’s POV:
I pulled up to Gabriella’s house. Holy shit, this house was huge. Did she have a brother or sister, or maybe sixty? I knocked on the door and she answered. She was out of her light blue skirt and white t-shirt and into sweatpants and an even bigger white t-shirt.
She smiled weakly at me, “Thanks for coming.”
She moved aside and ushered me in. “What’s up?” I asked.
She sighed, “I broke up with him.”
I raised my eyebrows, “Quinton? Why?”
“I don’t know. Well I do. He said he would find another girl to hang out this weekend, because I said I couldn’t.”
“Why cant you? I mean why cant you hang out with him?” I knew the reason, but I wanted to hear her say it.
“Because we are going to hangout.”
I laughed a little, “A school project is hanging out?”
She looked at the ground, “I guess not…”
I took a step closer to her, “Gabriella…”
She looked up at me with sad eyes, “My friends call me Gabby. I mean, unless we aren’t friends.”
I shrugged, “We are.”
“I’m worried.”
“Is there somewhere we can talk?”
“Sure.”
She took my hand, which I was not expecting, and pulled me up stairs. We got into her bedroom and it was bigger than I could imagine. She had a king size bed and light pink walls. She had pictures of her and Quinton everywhere. Gross. She had pictures of her friends too. It was nice to see her smiling and having fun with her friends. There was one girl I actually knew. It was a picture in a frame labeled “Best Friends!” it was a picture of Gabriella with Izzy Drake, Niall’s exgirlfriend. She was nice, and I actually liked her and Niall together. I will never understand what happened with that. Maybe she was too close to the Easton Gang. I was still looking at all the pictures when Gabriella interrupted me with an “eh-hem” sound.
I shook my head, to shake my thought, “Sorry.”
She smiled at me faintly, “It’s okay.”
She took a seat at the top of her bed and patted the spot next to her, signaling me to sit down next to her.
I sighed, “So why are you worried?”
“Because the last thing Quinton texted me was ‘I can ruin you’ and he is part of a gang, or is that news to you?” She was half smiling. She thought she was so funny.
“Ha-ha. Funny, Gabriella. But-“
“Stop. Seriously, call me Gabby.”
“No. I can call you whatever I want. But, anyway, you have no reason to be worried. I’m here now.” I placed my hand on her thigh. Her eyes went down to my hand, and I quickly removed it. I didn’t want her to think I was making a move on her.
She smiled at me, “I know you are. Thank yo-“
A pounding on her door downstairs interrupted us.
“Gabby! I know you’re in there! And I know he’s in there! I swear, if you are fucking him, I will kill him right in front of you!”
Gabby rolled her eyes and ran down the stairs. I followed her as she opened the door. Quinton came barging in, “What the fuck!”
She quickly cupped his face in her hands, “Sh, he was just here working on the project, so I can hang out with you this weekend.”
Quinton looked from her to me and back again. “That better be the truth.”
I nodded my head, “Yeah, it is. I’m just leaving now.”
I walked out the door and closed it behind me. I was halfway down her walkway when I heard footsteps behind me.
“Harry! Harry, wait!”
I rolled my eyes and continued to walk to my car in the driveway. Thank God, Quinton parked on the street and not behind me. I got to my car and started to open the door when Gabriella was right behind me.
“Stop!” I heard her say and she pulled my shoulder. She was shorter than I was, so it was a cute attempt to stop me.
I turned around and looked her in the eyes, “Go. Be with someone who doesn’t want to be with you.”
She looked at me with sad, hurt eyes, “I know. It’s stupid, but I love him.”
I nodded my head and opened the door to my car. Before getting in I looked back at her, “Just know, someone who really loves you, wont wait around forever.”
I got in the car and drove out of the driveway as quickly as I could. Did I just say I loved her? I didn’t even know her. How can I love someone I didn’t know?
I pulled up to Gabriella’s house. Holy shit, this house was huge. Did she have a brother or sister, or maybe sixty? I knocked on the door and she answered. She was out of her light blue skirt and white t-shirt and into sweatpants and an even bigger white t-shirt.
She smiled weakly at me, “Thanks for coming.”
She moved aside and ushered me in. “What’s up?” I asked.
She sighed, “I broke up with him.”
I raised my eyebrows, “Quinton? Why?”
“I don’t know. Well I do. He said he would find another girl to hang out this weekend, because I said I couldn’t.”
“Why cant you? I mean why cant you hang out with him?” I knew the reason, but I wanted to hear her say it.
“Because we are going to hangout.”
I laughed a little, “A school project is hanging out?”
She looked at the ground, “I guess not…”
I took a step closer to her, “Gabriella…”
She looked up at me with sad eyes, “My friends call me Gabby. I mean, unless we aren’t friends.”
I shrugged, “We are.”
“I’m worried.”
“Is there somewhere we can talk?”
“Sure.”
She took my hand, which I was not expecting, and pulled me up stairs. We got into her bedroom and it was bigger than I could imagine. She had a king size bed and light pink walls. She had pictures of her and Quinton everywhere. Gross. She had pictures of her friends too. It was nice to see her smiling and having fun with her friends. There was one girl I actually knew. It was a picture in a frame labeled “Best Friends!” it was a picture of Gabriella with Izzy Drake, Niall’s exgirlfriend. She was nice, and I actually liked her and Niall together. I will never understand what happened with that. Maybe she was too close to the Easton Gang. I was still looking at all the pictures when Gabriella interrupted me with an “eh-hem” sound.
I shook my head, to shake my thought, “Sorry.”
She smiled at me faintly, “It’s okay.”
She took a seat at the top of her bed and patted the spot next to her, signaling me to sit down next to her.
I sighed, “So why are you worried?”
“Because the last thing Quinton texted me was ‘I can ruin you’ and he is part of a gang, or is that news to you?” She was half smiling. She thought she was so funny.
“Ha-ha. Funny, Gabriella. But-“
“Stop. Seriously, call me Gabby.”
“No. I can call you whatever I want. But, anyway, you have no reason to be worried. I’m here now.” I placed my hand on her thigh. Her eyes went down to my hand, and I quickly removed it. I didn’t want her to think I was making a move on her.
She smiled at me, “I know you are. Thank yo-“
A pounding on her door downstairs interrupted us.
“Gabby! I know you’re in there! And I know he’s in there! I swear, if you are fucking him, I will kill him right in front of you!”
Gabby rolled her eyes and ran down the stairs. I followed her as she opened the door. Quinton came barging in, “What the fuck!”
She quickly cupped his face in her hands, “Sh, he was just here working on the project, so I can hang out with you this weekend.”
Quinton looked from her to me and back again. “That better be the truth.”
I nodded my head, “Yeah, it is. I’m just leaving now.”
I walked out the door and closed it behind me. I was halfway down her walkway when I heard footsteps behind me.
“Harry! Harry, wait!”
I rolled my eyes and continued to walk to my car in the driveway. Thank God, Quinton parked on the street and not behind me. I got to my car and started to open the door when Gabriella was right behind me.
“Stop!” I heard her say and she pulled my shoulder. She was shorter than I was, so it was a cute attempt to stop me.
I turned around and looked her in the eyes, “Go. Be with someone who doesn’t want to be with you.”
She looked at me with sad, hurt eyes, “I know. It’s stupid, but I love him.”
I nodded my head and opened the door to my car. Before getting in I looked back at her, “Just know, someone who really loves you, wont wait around forever.”
I got in the car and drove out of the driveway as quickly as I could. Did I just say I loved her? I didn’t even know her. How can I love someone I didn’t know?
Plz update! I wanna know what happens.
5/15/14