They Don't Know About Us

Chapter 26 Gwen /

The most scariest words: Can I talk to you?

You have no idea how those words always scare me. My heart beats so fast, my mind goes bazzare, and nervousness goes all over me. I didn't had any choice and nod at Harry when he asked me. I was so scared, I could hear the beating of my heart, not sure if they notice.

"Tell me." Harry said suddenly. I looked at him confused.

"Tell you what?" I asked.

"Tell me you loved me." He said. I stared blankly at him. My eyes looking directly at him. I was speechless. I had no idea what to say. All I did was stare at him. Nothing else.

"Gwen," He said again. "Tell me."

"I don't know what to say." I said honestly.

"It's just a simple yes or no." He reminded me. "Did you love me or not?"

I took a huge gulp. My mouth opened, but no words came out. Not a single voice came out. "I'm sorry."

"Did you love me?" Harry said, looking at me desperately. His hands grasping my arms.

"I don't know." I said honestly. "I'm sorry, Harry." I said, feeling very guilty.

How could I admit this person how I feel if he loved me so much, I broke every piece of his heart.

Harry looked at me with the unhappiest face I've ever seen. My chest hurts even more looking at his face. His eyes looks so depressed. His hands were gripping me more.

His head was shaking. "Please." He said desperately. "Please tell me you loved me one bit."

"I'm sorry." I said, a tear sliding down my cheek. Not because I'm heartbroken, it's also because he was holding my arms tightly. "I didn't." I said. Now I know how sad Harry was.

"Tell me your lying." He said now, gripping more into my arms. I looked at Jasmine for back-up, but they were just looking at me. "Tell me your lying." Harry said again.

"No, I'm not." I said, shaking my head as tears rolled down. "I'm sorry Harry." I whispered.

"Tell me. Please!" He pleaded more. "You at least loved me one time and that's good enough for me." Harry said.

"Harry, your hurting me." I said. He really is digging into my skin. "Harry!" I said, but he wasn't listening. He was hurting me more while looking at me desperately.

"Gwen, tell me!" He said.

"No!" I screamed, struggling to remove my arms from Harry. "Harry, stop, you're hurting me!" I shouted one more time. "Harry!"

I looked at Jasmine again, asking for help one more time. I looked at her, begging her to help me. Tears were rolling down my cheeks fast.

I looked back at Harry, who was still pleading. "Harry!" I shouted.

"Harry, that's enough!" I heard Jasmine say, removing me from Harry's arms while the boys were removing Harry.

I breathed heavily and looked at the purple bruises in my arms. I flinched when I touched them. I looked at Harry saying 'look at what you did'. It was really hurting me but Harry won't stop.

Harry looked at Zayn, fiery in his eyes. I was scared of what he was going to do. I don't know if he's going to kill him or not, but I was still scared.

"This was all your fault!" Harry suddenly shouted. "If you weren't here, Gwen would have picked me!"

"What do you mean its my fault?" Zayn shouted back. "I didn't do anything!"