The secret side of me

Chapter 18

A/n:

Alright so this is just going to be a short and crappy filler chapter for my friend who ships these two. And I might do it so that some chapters are what's going in with Layla and some are what's going on with Harry or something.

If you think I should then comment.

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Chapter 18~Giana's pov

After a long while he gave up. I heard him sit down right in front of the door. After a few seconds I heard him speak up from the other side.

"Babe?" he said panting slightly. " Will you please come out and talk to me? I am so sorry for what happened today. Please." He said practically begging now. But I didn't move. I felt safer knowing he couldn't get close to me.

"Please." He said after I made no attempt to unlock the door. "I wasn't myself down there. I didn't -"

"Stop!" I said over him making him pause. "I've heard it all before." I said as new tears spilled over once again.

"Babe I am so sorry. I know but I couldn't stop myself. I needed help." He said sounding like he was crying.

"I tried, to help you." I said through a straggled sob.

"I truly am sorry." He repeated himself.

"Stop. I'm tiered of being lied to." I said attempting to wipe my tears but it was no use as new ones ran down my cheeks again.

"I'm not lying. I am sorry." He said

"Your only sorry that I saw. And you can't lie and say that's not true. You don't care about what you would have done to her. Your only sorry I was there to see it."His silence was all I needed.

"Harry, I don't know that I can stay here." I said looking down at my hands.

"Then come out and talk to me." He said and I shook my head even though he couldn't see me.

"That's not what I mean."

"What. You can't just-" he frantically struggled to get his words out. "Why?" He finally said.

"Because Harry," I started still shocked that he would even ask that. "What happened today showed me who you are really."

"No I'm not that person you saw." He tried desperately to stop me.

"Not all the time. But Harry, what happens when it's not Layla. What happens if I said that to you." I said "I wouldn't know how to defend myself like she did." I said after a pause.

"Giana, I would never hurt you. It's different." Harry said and I wanted to believe him, but I couldn't.

"How is it different?" I asked. "If I did something to get you to turn into that then what would stop you from -" I stopped, choking on my tears. I couldn't finish my sentence.

"It's different with you. When your around I don't turn into that"

"I was there when that happened. You just blocked me out. I'm just glad that she could fight." I said. "There's nothing to do that would help you. So I don't want to be there when it happens again. "

"Giana, you can't leave me." He struggled to get the words out. " I need you. I've never felt like this. I-I " He didn't finish what ever he was going to say.

"Harry I need to leave. And you have to let me go." I struggled to say it but I knew that I needed to.

"I can't just let you walk out." He muttered under his breath but I heard it just barely.

I grabbed my bag that I had kept here and slipped on my shoes. I slowly walked to the door and unlocked it. Once I opened it I forced myself to stay strong in front of him. I walked passed his slouched body but I knew he would follow.

He grabbed my hand just as I was about to walk down the stairs. He turned me around so that I was looking at him and I could see his eyes that were now red and puffy.

"Will you be back?" He asked and the hope in his voice broke my heart. I nodded knowing that I would be to weak to stay away. A smile spread across his face and he pulled me close to him.

He held me close as he kissed me. It was a simple kiss and I pushed him away before it turned into anything else. Another tear rolled down his cheek when I put my hands on his chest to create more space between us.

"I need to go Harry." I said and he nodded slowly but didn't loosen his grip on me. I put my hands over his easing them off of me and I turned around not wanting to look at him knowing that If I did I would begin to cry again.

I started to walk down the stairs and I felt his eyes on me the whole time. I didn't want to leave but after what happened earlier it was better than staying with him. I walked out of the door and just before it shut I heard one loud sob come from upstairs. It broke my heart to leave but I feared being around him right now.

I looked back one last time,not knowing when or if I would see this place again. And with a sigh I turned around and walked away.