Harry’s POV:
There was a long moment of silence. Gabby continued to look at the floor not looking phased by what I just said.
She sighed, “I can’t love you. I cannot bring myself to even look at you right now.” As she said that she raised her head, “I can’t love someone who doesn’t even care about their own safety. You make reckless decisions that hurt everyone you claim you love in the process. You are like a grenade and I am waiting for you to explode. You are going to hurt everyone you think you care about. And I will not stand around waiting for that to happen. And I will not let you hurt Quinton. No one matter how much you hate him or even much I hate him, you will not hurt him. Do you understand that?” Her voice didn’t crack once. She held her voice at a steady pace.
I shook my head, “I can’t believe you just said that.”
She chuckled a little, “You can’t believe that I am finally standing up for myself? I know, I can’t either. But I am. I do love you, Harry, and I shouldn’t. I can’t.” She shook her head, “Don’t you get it?”
I shrugged, “No, all you had to say was that you didn’t want me to hurt Quinton, and I wont.”
“That isn’t it though!” She started to yell. “You think you can do whatever the fuck you want and get away with it! I had heard about you before I had even met you on the first day of health. I was told not to trust you; I was told not to even give you the time of day. Did I listen? Of course not. Do I wish I had listened? Yes. I wish I had never talked to you. I wish I had never done that project with you. If I hadn’t done that stupid project I would still be with Quinton and not part of some murder scheme.”
I nodded my head, at a loss for words, tears coming to my eyes. I am a grenade just waiting to be set off. “I-I-I guess I’ll go.” I walked to the door.
“Don’t come back.” Gabby said as she shut the door after I walked out.
I could feel tears stinging my eyes as I walked down her walkway. Niall and Izzy were waiting in the car to drive me home. The truth was, I didn’t want to go home. I didn’t know where I wanted to go. I guess the best idea was to just drink myself to sleep.
“How’d it go?!” Niall asked.
“As I expected.” I lied. I thought she was going to take me back, not tell me off.
“She took you back?” Izzy asked, semi-shocked.
“Not exactly.” I swallowed hard, hoping these dumb tears would go back to where they came from.
“Want me to take you home?” Niall offered.
“Just take me to Jack’s.”
“A bar probably isn’t the best place for you to be right now…”
I laughed a little, “You want to tell me what to do right now?”
Niall shook his head quickly, “Of course not.”
“Then take me to Jack’s.”

Gabby’s POV:
I felt like my heart had just been ripped out from my body. I wanted him to fight for me, no, fight for us. I cried and collapsed to the floor in front of the door. I felt like I had nothing left to live for. I didn’t have the grades I used to, I didn’t have the friends I used to, and I didn’t have the happiness I used to. I lied to my mom; I wasn’t happy with Harry. Harry consumed my life; and not in a good way. I managed to get myself off the ground and up to the bathroom. I turned on the shower and quickly got in as soon as the water got hot. I couldn’t tell if I was crying or if it was the water from the shower. I think I cried all the tears I possibly could. I wrapped my towel around my cold, shivering body. I didn’t have the energy to do anything. I got some pajamas on and laid in my bed. I heard my parents get home and heard my mom come up the stairs.
“Gabby, what do you want for dinner?”
“I’m not hungry.”
“Are you okay, honey?”
“It’s crazy how wrong you can be about a person.”
“Do you want to talk about it?” She came in and laid down next to me.
I shrugged, “How did you know that you loved Dad?”
She laughed a little, “When being away from him for more than a day was too long. I knew that your father was special from the second I met him. He understood me better than anyone else. He knew how I felt even before I did. And, he did anything to protect me.”
“Anything?” I questioned her.
“Yeah, anything. Some things I didn’t agree with at the time, but in the long run, I wouldn’t have had it any other way.”
I nodded my head and we fell silent.
“Is this about Harry?”
I felt more tears coming on and I knew I wasn’t going to be able to stop them. My mom could see the tears coming out of my eyes and she brushed them away as she hugged me.
“I don’t know how to deal with him, mom.”
“What do you mean?” She asked as I broke away from our hug.
“He is just so self destructive and I don’t know how to fix him.”
She looked at me and was silent for a second, “Maybe you don’t have to fix him.”
I shook my head, “But he doesn’t know what he’s doing.”
She shrugged, “Maybe he does know what he’s doing and you just don’t understand why he’s doing it.”
I nodded, that could explain a lot, but I was too willing to find out. I just wanted to leave the situation alone. And I seriously doubted that Harry would want to see me again after what I just said to him.
“Thank you mom.”
“Dinner?” She smiled at me.
I smiled weakly back at her, “I cant even think about food right now.”
She nodded as she left my room, “If you change your mind there is going to be some pasta downstairs.”
I needed to sleep this off. I needed to clear my thoughts anyway I could.

Notes

omg a double update! this is shocking to everyone i think. but i wrote it and i thought it would be a nice little surprise and small apology for not updating in a while. i hope you guys like it :)

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