Just in Time for Tea (A Dhani Harrison Fanfic)

let it down

Dhani's POV

Today, we go home. Our plane lands back in England and we head straight nack to Gabe's house. We just dropped our things and I pulled her to the hospital.

"Why are we here?" She complains.

"To get your lungs checked, silly."

"I told you, I'm fine!"

"No you're not." I pulled her to the nurse's station and we do all those weird things. After all those weird things, the nurse told us to wait for the doctor. She said the doctor was going to call us when it was our turn.

We waited for a long time and when it was our turn, Gabe was the only one allowed inside. After about a couple of minutes, Gabe walks out with a frown on her face and the doctor right behind her.

"What happened?" I asked.

"Your friend has a lung problem. She cant do streinious activities. Like sports. She also cant handle stress lately so better if you keep her away from that. And she needs to have regualr check ups." He says as he reads his scribbles.

"Thank you doctor." He nods and walks away. I see Gabe sitting on the bench staring at the cold floor.

I knelt in front of her and placed my hands on her thighs. "You're fine. You're just not allowed to get tired or stressed." She fakes a smile and looks at her hands. "Oi! Dont be sad. At least now, you dont have to go to PE class." I joked which made her smile.

"I dont like doctors."

"Neither does anybody." I took her hands and stood up. "Home?"

"I'd love that."

We took a cab to get to Gabe's house. We entered through the back gate so we can pass by the little green house they have and the bakery.

"Cant believe you have a huge green house and a bakery back here." I said as she lead me to the bakery.

"Well, mom used ti bake before she became a movie and music producer. Dad used to care for some plants so we dont have to go the groceries."

"Smart." I looked around and smelt the amazing smell of bread and pastries.

The bakery was huge. It had tons of flour and sugar everywhere and bakers baking all sorts of bread. I cant help but smile at the fact that they get free bread.

"If I have the time, I'd come here and learn how to bake or just steal delicious pastries." I said in awe.

"Cant imagine you baking."

"Whats that supposed to mean?" I asked turning to her.

"I mean, I could imagine you learning to bake........... Then messing up the place or exploding the bakery......" I gave her an evil stare and she giggled.

I gave her a playful punch and she put her hand on a table that made a metal clash and fall to the floor. The head chef turned to us and showed us his fist.

"Ay! You two! Get out of here before I tell your mother!" His french accent made it hard for us to understand a word he said.

"Lets go." Gabe pulled my hand and ran outside laughing.

"What was that about?" I asked.

"He started getting pissed at everyone after his wife died. He used to be my friend when I was little. He always played with me when mom and dad were gone for some work. He'd help me bake some bread and we'd feed the fresh bread to Harry." She explained. She was happy though. It was like she didnt mind that Macario was being mean.

"Oh.... Harry? Is he your brother?"

"He's like a brother to me."

"Can I meet him?"

"Sure." She walked away and left me there waiting. I didnt know what to do so I followed her. She went to a small garage and started calling his name.

"Harry! Come on Harry! Please! Its Gabe!" I heard a loud noise and heard heavy steps. I got a bit scared. What if he tackles me?

"Harry!" Gabe cheered and there came a huge St. Bernard. It was huge and filled with lots of saliva dripping from its jaw.

My eyes widen as they watch the dog run to Gabe. He tackles Gabe and leaves her laughing while he licks her neck.

"I didnt know Harry was a dog." I said in awe.

"Like I said. He's like a brother to me."

"He's cute and fluffy." I patted his head. He was really cute. "I think he misses you."

I bent down and started talkting to Harry. "Hey Harry, you look like a cute doggie to me. You're cute and very very fluffy. No wonder Gabe loves you." I smiled and he licked my face.

The wind blew to my face I felt the cold make me shiver.

"Lets go inside." Gabe says.

"Can we bring him in?" I ask pointing to Harry.

"I never really brought him inside. Maybe another time. He has his own house anyway."

"Ok." I turn to Harry. "See ya later bud." I messed up his fur and went inside with Gabe.

Her house was bigger than I last saw it. The furniture was rearranged there was more space for like a band to play.

"Whats this space for?" I asked wondering.

"My uncle comes here so the maids fixed the furniture."

"Your uncle plays?"

"Yeah. He's got a band."

"Really?"

"Yeah, he's part of the Rolling Stones. Keith." She said sitting on the couch.

"My dad's friends with them too. But we're not related."

"Us too. My mom just lets them come here so they can let my mom hear their songs." I sat beside her stretching my arms around her shoulder.

She giggles ans looks at me. "Why are beng so sweet to me?"

I turned my body to face her and fixed my gaze on her. "Because I love you Gabrielle Harold." I whispered.

She smiles and leans in for a kiss. Her lips against mine was a feeling that I would love every night. She was a good kisser. She knows how to do it right even if she only did it once with me. She places her hand on my cheek and I slip my hand from her waist to her back and held her closer. Then movement makes its way to through the kiss.......