Maybe, Just Maybe, You're Worth It (One Direction)

I Love You Too

Gabriele's POV

What to wear? What to wear? Okay, think Brie, Harry said 'wear something nice', you have a lot of nice clothes, but what would you wear to somewhere with your boyfriend? Whoa, yeah totally overthinking this right now.

"You know what eff it, don't overthink, just do."

I went through my closet and grabbed light wash jean shorts and a black lace shirt that had cutoff sleeves. I went into the bathroom and did my usual makeup routine but put my eye makeup into a darkish eyeshadow and cat eye eyeliner. I grabbed my black zip-up/lace-up high heel boots and ran down the stairs, nearly tripping on the last step.

The rest of the guys and girls were awake and downstairs eating the left over food Harry made. I sat next to Liam as he ate pancakes and fruit. I grabbed my phone from my pocket and checked my text messages from some of the kids on the track team.

"Hey bestfriend? Bestfriend? Hello?" Liam said, waving his hand in front of my face.

"Huh, what? Sorry Liam, what were you saying?" I ask, putting my phone back into my pocket.

"Where are you going that you're dressed this early?"

"Oh, um Harry's taking me somewhere, I don't know where though."

"That Harry, I'll tell ya, pretty mysterious."

"Thanks, Li, for scaring me and all." I laugh.

I heard the door open and saw everyone turn their heads but pulled out my phone as one of the guys from the track team, called me. I got up and exscused myself as I answered the call.

"Hello?"

"Hey Gabrielle." Xavier said.

"What do you want? I'm about to go somewhere." I said through the phone, gritting my teeth.

Here's the thing about Xavier, he was the biggest pain in my arse since prep school. He had this small crush on me and he's arrogant as hell. The only reason he's on the track team is because of me. But he became even more of a cocky bloke since he beat me in 800 meter dash.

"I just wanted to let you know that we have only one more of day of Spring Break and then it's bye bye boyfriend and you'll be forced to come back to me." See arrogant.

"What do you mean, 'bye-bye boyfriend'? Harry loves me and would never do that to me!" I said harshly through the phone.

"Yeah okay, Gabriele. He gets a pretty girl, makes her think that she's something special, fucks her and then leaves, with no goodbye, nothing." He laughs through the phone.

By then I was screaming, "How the fuck would you know, Xavier? Are you talking about personal experience? What in the bloody hell gives you the motherfucking right to talk about my boyfriend like that? Fuck off Xavier, back the fuck off, ok? Leave me alone." I hang up the phone and see everyone staring at me from around the corner.

"Hey." I say, bringing back my composure.

"You ok, Brie?" Harry asks.

"Y-Yeah. Just some fuc- person that annoys the crap out of me, that's all."

"What did they say?" Liam asked.

"It's better if I explain. Basically, there's this kid named Xavier whose had a crush on me since prep school. He's on the track team and ever since he beat me in an 800 meter dash, he's been super cocky. He just called me saying that I have one more day of Spring Break and then, as he said, it's 'bye bye boyfriend'. He said that Harry finds pretty girls, makes them think they're special, has sex with them and then leaves, cutting off all contact. I got pissed off and screamed at him as you guys probably heard." I explained.

"Thanks for sticking up for me love and you know I would do nothing like that to you." Harry says, coming over to me and grabbing my hand.

"Yeah I know. I'm fine." I say looking up at him.

"Well we're gonna go for an hour or two and then we'll come back and hang out on the beach, together, ya?" Harry says.

The boys cheer as do the girls as Harry and I head out the door. I went to the driver's side door and got in waiting for Harry to get into the car. Harry got in a took my left hand and entwined our fingers together.

"So where are we going Hazza?" I ask looking at him as I stopped at the end of the driveway.

"To the park. The little kid one behind the school?" he says trying to remember.

"Oh yeah, I know which one you're talking about." I answered as I made my way to Hillstone Park.

We made it to the park and Harry got out and ran straight to the futbol (soccer) field and started playing with the kids. I parked the car and got out, leaning on the opposite side of the car watching Harry letting the kids win.

I laugh as Harry pretends to pout as one kid kicks the ball into the goal past Harry's long legs.

"Nice job bud, you guys I got to go but good game!" he says as he highfives all of the kids he was playing against. I smile and tilt my head back to look up at the tree above me.

"What are you smiling about?" Harry asks, pulling my head down by cupping my chin with his hand.

"You." I answer, smirking at him.

"C'mon, let's go on the swings." he says pulling me as he runs.

"Okay, okay. Harry! Let me catch my breath!" I say in between breaths of airs.

He sat on the swing and told me to sit on his lap. I faced him and let my legs hang behind him. Harry laced his fingers together behind my back to keep me close, I look him in the eyes, locking my gaze with his. I pressed our foreheads together and let my lips hover over his. Harry was the one who made them meet, making the balance of swing shift, under us. I laughed after putting the swing back in its normal state after almost falling into the sand below us.

"You know I love you and would never leave or use you, ok?  I want you to know I'm not the player that everyone paints me as. I'm a caring person who hadn't found the right one before I met you, Gabriele. I love you too much to hurt you like the way that kid said I would. I just want you to know that." Harry says, barely over a whisper.

"Harry I know you wouldn't do any of the things that Xavier said. He's a jackass, a jealous bloke who wants me and my body for his own use. I love you too and I know that there will be times that you won't be there because of your job, but I won't mind because you know why? I trust you not to do anything to hurt me, more than the brokeness I already am." I say to him and then placed a soft peck to his lips afterword.

"I love you more than you can imagine Gabriele."

"I love you more than you love being with little kids." I answer back.

"So you thought that was funny Thomas?" he asks, raising an eyebrow.

"Maybe I do." I laugh.

"Fine we'll play those little kids on opposing teams and see whose better."

"You're on Styles." I say as I got up and jogged back to my car, grabbing the spare pair of Tom's I left in there from my party.

I run back to the field and meet my team, made up of five young 7 year olds. We get assigned positions, me being the forward up against the twenty year old forward on the other team.

"You're on." I say to him as I steal the ball from him, running toward the goal, passing it back and forth to Kristie to make Harry move in a zig zag run. Kristie passes it to me one more time and I move into a sprint and kick it forcefully into the goal and scoring for my team. The team ran up to me and slammed into my legs, giving me leg hugs.

We played until a team reached a score of five and that team was mine. Harry and I said goodbye to the kids and got into my car after I changed back into the black high heeled boots.

"So Styles, I won." I say smirking at him as I pulled into the street.

"Yeah I know, don't rub it in."

"Oh babe, not used to be beaten by a girl?" I ask.

"Maybe, but I don't care, I love you too much."

"I love you too a lot."