A/N: This is my 1st fanfic so please stop fucking trolling okay or I will be upset.
"I-I'm sorry." I gripped her hands tighter. She looked ready to stand and push me away, and maybe slap me with her leather purse, but she didn't. "I… I'm only fourteen." I finally let out, after letting the tension buildup between us. I avoided her face for the longest time before finally glancing up into her smirking face.
"I know… I could see in your eyes that you were lying. It was hiding behind the layer of love. It's okay, I forgive you. Even if you are five years younger than me and only fourteen I will still love you forever. You may probably still be a virgin and I always dreamt of deflowering you but if you're only fourteen, I guess I can't. I will never forget you, I never felt life this about anyone else, not even Edward or Jacob."
"Who are Edward and Jacob?" I said, feeling threatened. Who were these guys? This was my girl? I may not be able to date her, but no one could.
"No one, no one." Realizing her mistake. "Do you forgive me too? For bringing my past up?" I didn't want to forgive her… should I?
"I'll think about it." I replied. Out of no where, she burst out in tears and ran out of the door. "No! Wait! Bella!" But it was too late.
Harry sat at the table for the rest of the night sobbing and ordered another firewhiskey and sobbed some more before passing out.
A/N: The End! ;) I hope you liked itt! There will be an epiloge coming soon.