***Elizabeth's P.O.V.***
Exams were torture. I cannot even explain how happy I was when the semester was over. It had been months now since we had gone to New York and Harry was down again. He'd been sad for the whole week; always sulking about the flat whenever he was there. Some days he was recording so I didn't see him all the time. It was like, after exams, he just started to become really depressed. I tried to help in any way that I could but every time I was around him he looked like he was being hurt. I asked Louis about it and he said he didn't know, but he tried to lighten the mood by saying Harry might be on his man period. For the past months.
So, in an effort to get him to lighten up, I dragged him out of his room and sat us both down on the couch after popping in Thor 2. ''Elizabeth, I really just want to stay in my room,'' he grumbled and he never once looked me in the eyes.
''Please, just humor me?'' I pleaded because I really didn't want him to be alone in there again.
''Do I get something out of this?'' he wondered.
''A smile?'' I offered one of my own while I said it in hopes I could get a small smile from him.
He took quick glance towards me and the corner of his lips twitched up the slightest bit. ''Okay,'' he nodded and I beamed as I played the movie and scooted closer to him. He flinched away momentarily before he seemed to relax and settle into the couch.
Not long after, he went to go get the popcorn. Just as Thor said, ''I believe that fate brought us together,'' though, Harry stopped in the doorway of the living room. I hesitantly watched to see if he would keep moving but he didn't so I stopped the movie and rose from the couch.
''Harry, are you alright?'' I wondered worriedly while I approached him.
''No,'' he answered truthfully.
''What's wrong?'' I pressed on once I was right in front of him. He looked down at the floor with a somewhat vacant look on his face and I noticed he was shaking slightly.
''Please,'' he whimpered, his voice so broken and fragile that I felt my heart break.
''Please what, Harry?'' I asked in a whisper as I contemplated what had happened. He had been sad lately, but this was a whole new level of it. Now, he was standing in front of me; his green eyes seeming to look into my very soul. The were so broken and sad looking and they were pleading with me but I couldn't figure out what it was they wanted. Harry started to shake and, before I could help him, he fell onto his knees. His hands gripped my hips as If his life depend on it and his head of curls nuzzled my stomach as he began to sob. His cries vibrated through my body and I felt my heart break a bit more with every single on.
''Please forgive me,'' he managed to gasp out between sobs, ''please give me a second chance.''
''Harry...'' I trailed off, not knowing what to say to him as I felt my own cheeks growing wet with silent tears.
''You have no idea how much I hate myself for what I did to you; I'm reminded of it every time I look at you. Every time you look at me and it's different because I know you're reminded of it too. It hurts to see that you're still scared of me, even if it's only a little bit,'' he sobbed. His breaths went ragged for a moment before he struggled to continued, ''and the thing that hurts the most is that you're not mine anymore.''
''Harry, you don't have to say-,'' I tried to assure him but I felt him shake his head.
''No, I have to,'' he argued, ''because everyday you walk out those doors I'm afraid you're not going to come back again. What's holding you here, Elizabeth? You could go get a flat if you wanted to or you could even live with Louis and Carson. Every time I think about that it scares me a little bit more because I need you here. I love you, Elizabeth. I loved you before any of this happened, I loved you after, and I love you still. I know that I shouldn't because as long as I do it means there's a chance that I could hurt you again and that's the last thing I want to do. I'm too selfish though.''
''No, you're not,'' I told him.
''But I am, Elizabeth,'' he insisted, ''if I wasn't than I wouldn't be telling you this; I wouldn't be asking for a second chance. Everyone was right about me and I might break your heart again if you do take me back. So, I am selfish, and I know I shouldn't do this, but I'm never going to stop wanting you to come back to me. And I'd do anything to get you to trust me again.''
I took his hands off of my hips and he started to cry harder, but then I sunk to my knees as well and wrapped my arms around his torso. He gathered me up into his own arms and I whispered calming words to him. ''It'll be okay, Harry, it'll all be okay,'' I assured him.
It would be too, because I would find a way to make it okay.
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Oh my, lots of crying in this chapter. Two more and then the story is done :'(. I grow way too attached to my stories so this'll be hard, but I am debating if I should start a vampire Harry one this summer to tie into If I Tell. What do you think?
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