The Girl with the British flag shoes

Chapter 7

Harry's pov

I can't believe what happened yesterday, happened. The most important person in my life was jumped by a fan. I should have gone with Paul to pick her up. That morning before she arrived I cried, I barely know her but she means so much to me that I can't explain it. I cried because I was so happy to see her, but I know that when she leaves for Minnesota and I go on tour, I'll break.

I walk down the hall and hear sniffling coming from Bella's room, I open her door slightly and see her lying there peacefully. She has tears rolling down her cheeks, I want to go in and hold her and comfort her. But I can't because I don't know if she feels the way I do.

I walk out in to the dinning room, and take a seat. I put my head in my hands and feel the water begin to leave eyes. I won't break when she leaves, because she already has broken me...

I need her...

Isabelle's pov

/Flashback, Dream/

"Run!" Daddy yells at me and I watch a man hit him with a bat. Mommy grabs me and runs out of the house, we run to the boy next door's house. Mommy bangs on the door and his mommy comes done and let's us in side. My mommy picked up their phone and call someone. I sat down and looked out the window at our home.

"Hel-Hello there is a robbery taking place at my house.." BANG, BANG "There was a shots fired! Shots Fired!" BANG. I looked at my mommy and watch her cry into the phone and tell that someone the number in front of our home...

\End of Flashback, Dream\

I woke up gasping air and with tears streaming down my face. I have that dream a lot, about how I lost my dad at age six. The man went to jail but took my dad from me. He will never get to see me in my prom dress, or walk me down the isle when I get married. Or get to hold his grand children, or grow old with my mom...

I get up and walk over to the bathroom connected to my room, I wipe away th tears and fix my hair. I walk down the hall and see Harry sitting at his dinning room table, with his head in his hands and his back to me. I hear soft sobs escape his lips, I feel so bad for him I want to now what's wrong but I'm not the one to do it. Louis comes in and notices Harry, he walks over and puts his hand on Harry's shoulder.

"Harry, what's the trouble mate?"

"I-I can't, I just can't...I saw her crying during her sleep an-and I couldn't do anything. I just... God I just want to hold her and call her mine... And show her that heart ache doesn't last forever, and th-that I'll always be there." He lifts his head and rests his arms on the table and looks at Louis, who is now sitting across from him so he won't notice me. Louis nods. "And that bitch who tried to hurt her... I just want to show her what it's like to get hurt!"

Louis' eyes looked at me and then back at Harry.

"Harry, if you could just tell her how you feel about her what would you say? Just hypothetically?"

"I would tell her that I want to be the one to hold her at night, to wipe away all the tears, kiss away every scar visible or not... That she will always have someone to love, and that she'll never be alone. And if she ever needs me I'll be there in a heartbeat, because my heart beats for her..." I feel the tears begin to fall again, what is this boy doing to me. I walk up behind him and snake my arms around him, I begin to sob.

"That is the most beautiful thing anyone has ever said to me... Thank you." I let go and walk around so I'm in front of Harry.

"I, I didn't know you where there. Or if you feel the same." I smile weakly and take his hand in mine.