June 27

Harry POV

Bella and I are now a couple. We told everyone. The girls were happy, and Brandon seemed to not mind.
I am biking to the market to meet up with Bella and Natalie. It's 9:30. I bike up to the market, and park my bike. I open the door, and I see Natalie sitting at a table, on her phone. She looks up when she hears the door shut.
"Hey," she smiles, "What's up?"
"Not much," I say, "You the only one here?"
"Yeah," she says, then pauses.
"Come sit," she says, pointing to a chair across from her. I go and sit.
"So," Natalie smiles, "How's Bella?"
"She's good," I reply.
Bella walks into the market.
"Hey guys!" she smiles. She walks over, and I stand, giving her a lingering kiss on her mouth. I take Bella's hand, and we walk over to the counter to order. Natalie follows behind us. I order for myself, and get a bagel for Bella. Cameron comes in, and orders with Natalie. We all get our food, and sit at a table outside. Bella sits next to me. I eat, while Natalie and Bella talk about some movie I've never heard of.
I look up at Bella. She's wearing a sweater, even though it's fairly warm outside. She holds her bagel, breaking it into pieces, but not eating.
"Bella," I say sternly. She looks up at me.
"What?" she asks cheerily.
I look down, and answer her, "Eat."
She keeps talking to Natalie.
"Bella," I say it loudly now.
"Haz," Bella says quietly looking around, "Quit causing commotion."
"Eat," I say.
She rolls her eyes, and looks to Natalie. Natalie looks down.
"Bella please just eat," I plead.
Bella gets up, and gets on her bike. I stand, but Natalie grabs my arm.
"Just let her be alone for a bit," Natalie says.
I watch Bella bike around the corner. I pull away from Natalie and hop on my bike, quickly following Bella's path. I see her bike around another corner, and I speed up. I can't tell where she's biking to. She goes past the graveyard, and down Brooke's street. She heads toward the village doc. She stops, and jumps off her bike when she reaches the doc. Her hair blows in the wind. I watch her sit on the bench. She takes out her phone, and puts her earphones in. I sit next to her on the bench. She looks at me, and frowns.
"I just want to protect you," I say.
"I think it'd be better if we stayed friends," she says quietly. She tucks her hair behind her ear.
"What the hell are you talking about?" I ask, surprised.
"I just," tears fill her eyes, "You don't want to--"
"To what?" I ask.
"To be with me!" she exclaims, "You deserve better."
"I don't know what you're talking about Bella--" I stutter.
"I need someone who can take care of me," she says so quietly, I barely hear her.
"What?" I pretend I couldn't hear her.
"You need to forget about this," she says.
"What am I," I ask, "Not good enough?"
"Are you some kind of material girl?" I yell, "Do I not buy you anything?!"
"No- Harry," she cries, "Stop it!"
"It's all about what you want," I say, "We go where you want. We do what you want to do."
"Go away Harry!" she yells at me.
I'm so angry at her. What did I do wrong? I have been trying to make her happy, and she is never satisfied. I don't know what she wants anymore.
"You're never satisfied!" I yell, "I try so hard to make you happy."
"Please leave," Bella says quietly, as it starts to rain, "Just go."
"I love you," I lean in to kiss her, but she pushes me away.
"No," she responds, "You don't."
I get up, and get on my bike. I ride home, and watch a movie with Clara. When the movie has ended, I bike to Bella's house in the rain.

Bella POV

Harry left. I sit here, in the pouring rain. I don't know how long I sit there for. I wonder what he'd think if I told him the truth. He wouldn't talk to me. He wouldn't want anything to do with me. So I let him go now, so it doesn't hurt him when I'm gone. I finally get up, and bike back to my house. Cat and my cousins are watching a movie in the basement. I walk upstairs, and go into me and Cat's room. Did I really just end it with Harry? I love him, but I know he can hurt me, and I'll hurt him. I sit on my bed. I take my phone out of my pocket. I go on instagram, and look through my feed. I get up, and go into my parents' room. I take some random bottles of pills. I go into my bathroom, and shut the door. I set down a bottle of pills. I start to open, when I hear someone walking toward the bathroom. I freeze, not knowing what to do.
A knock on the door.
"Bella?" Harry voice.
I set the pills on the sink. I sit on the floor. I don't open the door.
"Bella?" Harry says again.
"What do you want, Harry?" I ask.
"Come out here, please," he asks me.
"What do you want?" I repeat.
"Bella," he says, "I want you. I don't know what happened. I want to fix it, I'm sorry for snapping at you. I said a lot of shit I didn't mean."
I stand, and open the door. He stands there, and looks at me.
"Bella," he says, "You've been crying."
He reaches his hand out, and cups my cheek in his hand. I look at the floor. He moves his fingers down to my chin, tilting it up at him. He leans in to kiss me, but I turn away, and he kisses my cheek.
"Please," I choke up, "Just leave."
Harry walks into my room. I follow behind him. He sits on my bed. I lean against the wall.
"Leave," I say.
"I'm sorry," he says.
"It's fine, you were right," I respond, "That's why its best if we break up."
"I can't let you go," Harry says, standing. He pulls me in for a kiss. Our mouths link together, and his arms slip around my waist. I pull away.
"Just stay with me," Harry says.
I look down. His fingers slip under my chin, and tilt my head up to him. I nod, then look away. He kisses me quickly. I pull away.
"I'll be right back," Harry says, walking out the door towards the bathroom.
"Okay," I say. I watch him walk down the hall. I sit down on my bed, and wait for Harry to return.
Harry storms in, holding something in his hand. He holds up a bottle of pills.
"What the hell is this?!" he yells.
I burst into tears. He stares at me for a second, then sits next to me and holds me.
"Harry, I--" I start, trying not to cry.
"Bella," he says, "This was in your bathroom. Where you just were, when I came here. I know your parents have their own bathroom, where they keep their own prescriptions. What's going on?"
I continue to cry.
"Leave, Harry!" I yell, "I already told you to leave. Just leave!"
Cat's older brother, Chris walks in.
"What's all the yelling about?" he asks, concerned.
"Nothing," I say, "Harry was just leaving."
"Okay," Chris says, walking out.
Harry walks out.

Notes

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