Proving Our Love

Chapter 89- Back To The Chair

* Issy's POV *

I got up from the couch, now walking upstairs to talk to Harry. I had no idea why he would think that this was all his fault. He wasn't the board he wasn't the one who made the decision, and he wasn't the one who took it away. And I knew that he was in his room right now pondering over all the potential reasons on why it could be his fault and I wasn't going to let him do that.

" Harry", I said, knocking on the door to his room, catching my breath from walking up the long staircase, leaning against the door.

" Babe I hate when you leave like that, please let me in", I said, waiting for a response, knowing that he must be really upset because he rarely ever walked away from a conversation.

" The doors open", he said, myself now turning the knob, before walking into his large room, seeing he was looking outside the window, the long curtains covering half of its length.

" I'm sorry I just....God I can't believe they did this", he told me, rubbing his hands over his face, a look of frustration and distraught clear in his facial expression. I then wrapped my arms around his lower torso, smiling into the back of his shirt as he rubbed his thumb against my hand.

" I know, it's a lot to take in, but I want you to know that this is in no way your fault, please understand that", I told him, taking in the intriguing scent of his clothing. The smell suttle yet softly intoxicating and soothing at the same time.

" It is though Issy, I'm the one who got you pregnant and that's exact the reason why they took it away", he said, starting to pace around his room, my arms unraveling around his stomach as he got out of my grip.

" But your not the one that took it away", I repeated, now taking a seat on his bed, feeling very exhausted in order to continue this conversation standing up. But I knew he took a notice of this when he turned around, now sitting beside me.

" Are you okay?", he asked me.

" Yea, your stairs just took any energy I had left in me for today", I told him, watching as he nodded sincerely.

" But still, think about it. If you weren't pregnant, you would still have the scholarship. Now you can't even go to school, God I'm so sorry Iss", he said again, his elbows rested on his knees as he covered his face with his hands.

" Stop that, stop blaming yourself for something that was out of your control. Look I know we haven't discussed it much, but the condom obviously had a tear or broke during intercourse it happens, just think about it as a result of us having too much fun", I told him, making him laugh, the smile that makes my heart beat faster prominent across his face.

" Very funny", he said, looking down at his fingertips.

" It is funny, I hate when your sad, that's not you. Your always smiling, cheery, silly acting like a kid and I love that. Babe please tell me why you feel so strongly about this being all your fault", I said, watching as sighed, taking my hand in his.

" You have been through hell even before I met you and I know that a lot has been taken from you. I mean you lost your virginity by force from Jordan, then you lost Jordan, then you lost your baby, and Jordan is the one that caused you to loose all that. And that wasn't even my doing but I saw what it did to you. So now that you lost your scholarship, I feel responsible from taking another thing away from your life that you valued so much. And I wish I wasn't because you've already gone through so much, and to have this happen again where you lost something, I just feel guilty that I'm the one to hold accountable this time", he explained while looking back down, my heart sinking into my chest as he spoke about his reasoning.