Captain Styles *UNEDITED VERSION*

Chapter 27

Isabella's POV:

We had left the doctor's office, Harry still holding my hand as we walked down the street. My head was down as I tried not to let the pain on my body stop me from walking. Harry has already babied me enough over this, I didn't want him to think that I was absolutely helpless.

"Bella?" Harry asks, my eyes travelling up from the ground to his concerned ones. "Yes?" I ask him and he slightly frowns. "Are you alright? I can carry you if you want." he says but I shake my head.

"No, I can do this. I...I'm not weak." I whisper, remembering how helpless I felt at Drake's mercy. I never wanted to feel that way again, but to me, if Harry helps me all the time, I will still be that helpless girl that couldn't fight back enough.

"Don't lie to me, Bella. I know you're in pain." Harry says sternly and I stop, making him stop as well since he's holding my hand.

"Who cares if I'm in pain?" I ask and Harry gives me a look of shock. "Bella, I care." he says and I shake my head, wanting him to understand my point.

"I know that you may care, Harry and I get that. I really do. But why should I let those around me baby me and heal me by themselves while I sit around doing nothing? I can't do that. I won't do it!! I don't want to be moping around in sadness and sorrow all day, because nothing will come from that. I need to stand on my own two legs, Harry, so that I can be strong for myself. So that I don't have to live my life relying on what others do for me, that I can do something for myself, so that I won't have any regrets in the end." I say, tears in my eyes and Harry gives me a smile.

"You're so much stronger than you think you are, Bella. Most people who have went through what you have, wouldn't even be talking, but yet here you are, showing me how strong you truly are. You won't have any regrets, I know you won't. You're a tough girl, Bella, and I don't think anything can bring you down." he says, using his free hand to tuck a loose strand of hair behind my ear.

"But you can't completely block out everyone, or else during the time you truly need help, no one will want to help you." he says seriously and I nod my head in understanding.

"Thank you Harry. This is something I need to overcome." I say and he smiles at me, gently wrapping his arms around me in a light hug. "Don't you worry, I will be here the entire time so that when you do need me, I won't be far away." he whispers into my ear and a tear falls from my eye.

I hug him back, laying my head against his chest and letting out a relieved sigh.

When Harry pulls back, he lets out a chuckle and I give him a confused look. "What?" I ask and he smirks at me. "Well, I just realized that I'm still shirtless and you are still wearing my shirt, which I would like to have back. But that can't happen until I get you another shirt." he says and I blush, realizing that what he was saying was true.

"Come on, let's go get you another shirt." he says to me, squeezing my hand in his as we started to walk through the streets again. The conversation that we just had was sitting in my mind, making me wonder where that came from.

My whole life has really been others doing things for me, since I've been the Governor's daughter. I've always shown my resistance, but no matter what they would always do things for me without my consent. I'm guessing this thing with Drake has truly triggered everything for me, and it's an eye opener.

I snap out of my thoughts when Harry stops, making me stop as well. I look up to where we are, and I see the clothing store in front of us. "We're here." he says, opening the door for me and I nod to him, thanking him for holding the door open for me before I go inside, him right behind me.