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To the one character that made my heart skip...

Forever Dawn

Chapter Six: Gone

Harry's POV

I woke up the next morning feeling like crap. Yesterday was overly dramatic, even for the boy-who-lived. Malfoy's going to have a bloody fit if he knew. I looked at myself. I was still wearing the clothes that I wore yesterday.

"Ha-choo," I sneezed. Damn! I probably would have a cold. I must've slept soaking wet last night. Today was another day of school. I looked at my watch, and seeing I have enough time, I got up and prepared myself for a long tiring day.

After the shower, I dressed myself, nothing fancy, just jeans, shirt and hoodie. I took an Oreo and then I set off towards Fork's High school. The prospect of being in school was boring. When you have been fighting the darkest evil of all time for seven years, fictitious things such as a muggle school isn't as relevant, as say it might have been. Yet somehow, I couldn't hide the fact that I was excited. I was excited to see him. My heart fluttered as I remember his intense gaze, his touches, how it feels to be against that cold, marble body. And most especially, the danger and exhilaration I felt when his coral lips touched my neck. What was happening to me? For the hundredth time I asked this of myself, what is it that made Edward Cullen tick? I've felt a pull around him that I couldn't quite place. I never felt a pull like this since…well to be honest since Cedric. After Cedric, I never looked twice on anyone. What was there to look at when you're lifeless? When the one that keeps you breathing was gone?

Yet now, Edward Cullen, he made me look, and keep looking. Why? I still don't know. I wouldn't equate what I felt for Cullen equal to what I felt for Cedric. They are two different worlds. Both beautiful but different. Okay, I wouldn't be a hypocrite, not to myself. I think I have a bloody crush on Cullen. Which is a completely, ridiculous notion, considering that not only was he a vampire, but he's not even fucking gay. Moreover, he's with Isabella Swan. So yeah, my chances of being with him, hypothetically, were rather slim. Slimmer-than-a-hair-strand slim.

I arrived at Fork's High school just in time. No matter how early I wake, I still wasn't a very good driver. After all, I fly. I smiled as the thought of my Firebolt safely locked up in my vault came into mind.

I scanned the parking lot through my car window. Looking to all the people---okay, so perhaps I was looking for one vampire in particular, but I'm not yet ready to admit that. I frowned as I haven't seen what I'm looking for. Perhaps, he's late or something I thought. I just have to wait until literature then. Why? Well, I was planning to confront him about what happened. I never figure out what I would say to him or how I would even bring out the topic. Preparing speeches wasn't really my thing. And besides I was more the 'shoot now, asked questions later' type of guy. So I guess I'll stuck with my motto as is: What would come, would come and I'll just have to deal with it when it did.

***

Subjects after subjects, hours after hours and minute after minute passed by, still no sign of him. I was growing---worried. I don't know why, but I am. I saw the Cullen's at the lunch table, and I have the distinct feeling that they are looking at me. The blonde girl, Rosalie, seemed to be glaring at me even, but at least her glare wasn't focused on me, it shifts from me to Isabella. Who was sitting beside Mike Newton today, much to the annoyance of Jessica. Angela wasn't with them so I didn't bother sitting with the rest of them. I just sat at an empty table, hoping the worry on where Cullen is would ebb away.

When lunch was finished, I dropped by on my locker to get the materials needed for literature when I heard a sound.

"Ahh…"

"What the bloody hell?" I asked silently as I heard a gasp. I followed the sound and it was leading me to a broom cupboard. I held my book, ready to attack, just in case this turned out to be a bad thing.

"Mmm.."

I opened the door to find Mike Newton and Isabella Swan in a snogging session. They separated once they saw me. They are disheveled; Mike's jacket was thrown on the floor, while Isabella's shirt was unbuttoned. I blushed as what I just walked into hit me.

"I-I'm sorry," I said as I closed the door and ran.

***

I now sat at my last subject, Literature. Edward Cullen wasn't here. Though for the first time this day, I was glad he wasn't. Isabella…she was…I thought she was with Cullen? But seeing what I just saw, what was happening? Did Edward know? Of course not, I reasoned. I was thankful. Still, I don't want Edward to see his girlfriend in a lip-lock with Newton. It will hurt him, and somehow, I don't want to see the vampire get hurt. I gave a sigh as I wish I never get caught up in all this drama. I was pulled out of my thoughts by Mr. Javier's voice.

"Now class, listen up. On Friday, you, with the rest of the students you're year, will be having an outreach community program. This is a part of the school's project to reach out through the community, and having young individuals like you guys extend a helping hand. All other details will be announced on Friday. Class dismissed" Mr. Javier said as the bell rang.

"Evans, wait up!" I was about to leave when Mike Newton stopped me. I looked at him. "Hey, what you saw. It's nothing. Ok?"

"Ok," I said.

"Well I hope it is. You'd better know where you're standing Evans," Newton threatened, as he pushed passed me bruising my shoulders. I hiss as I clumped at the rage going inside me. I have to remind myself that I should be in control. With a sigh, I calmed myself as I exited the room.

***

I was placing my things back at my locker when somebody tapped me on the back. I jumped in shock as I turned around.

"A-alice. You nearly give me a heart attack," I stuttered, as I clutched my speeding heart. "What is it?" I asked her, as I resumed on packing my things.

"Don't worry. Edward will be home soon," she replied as she left me, open-mouthed and dumbfounded. Am I that obvious?

***

I was walking to the parking lot when I heard it. It was nearly dark as I needed to submit and sign a few papers in the main office. There were only few cars left in the parking lot, when I heard it. Laughter.

"What? You've got a bone then?" I recognized the voice, it was Mike Newton's.

"Haha. Geek!" Another voice I recognized due to its pitchy and whiny undertones. Isabella.

I rounded a corner to see Mike Newton and his friend's rounding up a boy, probably they're age, while Isabella was leaning at Newton's car laughing hard.

"Stop it. What did I do to you?" the boy asked, shoving Newton's hand away from his shoulders.

"What you've got a bone now, Connor?" Newton said, pushing the boy.

"P-please. Just let me go!" The boy named Connor said.

"Look at that? Begging like a queer. Tell me Connor, did you beg someone to get fucked too?" Newton said. And in that instant, all I saw was red. I didn't care if I'm outnumbered. I didn't care if I was being an idiot for stepping up into another's battle. All I cared about was this rage inside of me. Rage of seeing discrimination, bullying and humiliation and I lash out. With a few steps, I hit Newton's jaw with such a force that he fell off. Isabella shouted while the rest of Newton's goons came by his side.

"Not bad for a Queer, huh?" I said as I help the boy named Connor up, and left, with a smile of satisfaction both on Newton's pained expression to Isabella's horror and shock.

***

I am now on my car, berating myself. I just lost control, and lashed out at Newton. Not to mention the fact that I just punched the most popular guy in school, while seeing him having a snog fest with a vampire's girlfriend and openly admitted to anyone in close range that I am gay. My head is aching from all the drama I'm involved now. Yet somehow, a part of me, a big part of me, still longed for the vampire. Where is he? Is he alright? What was he doing? Alice said he will be home soon. But why was he gone in the first place? Was it because of what happened? Was he repulsed by it? Somehow, the thought of having Cullen repulsed me was…painful. What was happening to me? Great! That question again. This indistinguishable muggle town really is messing with my brain. And yeah…I missed Cullen.

***

The next day came in a blur as I woke up and feeling like today would be more dramatic with the whole Newton/Isabella issue. Yet still, I was hopeful, perhaps Cullen would be back. Though I know that Cullen, if ever he is back, would probably spend the entire time glaring at me, for whatever reason he had in mind, the thought still was …comforting. Better a glare then, than Fork's high school without Cullen.

I drove to the School, as soon as I head out, everyone in a 12-feet radius stopped what they're doing and looked at me. And then just like a light bulb being turned on, everyone starts to whisper. I round a corner and hear familiar voices in a conversation.

"What? Evans is gay?" The shocked voice of Jessica Stanley said.

"Yes! It is very obvious if you'd think of it. Look at the way he looks at the other guys. Especially at the way he looked at my Edward…Like he's some food or something or whatever" Isabella said in that gossiping voice. Two thumbs up on Isabella then, she did a great job on spreading the rumor. Though, I find it kind of ballistic when he used the term "food", considering I am the human here. Or didn't she know that Cullen was a vampire? Well, that was impossible. They are in a relationship for Merlin's sake.

"There's nothing wrong with that, is there? I mean, Harry being gay. It's who he is, and besides he's a nice guy," Angela Weber said. I smiled, she really was a kind heart. I wonder how she'd become stuck up with Isabella or Jessica then? But perhaps I should give the two the benefit of the doubt, especially Isabella. After all, she was chosen by Edward. And Edward doesn't strike me to be the type who would fall for a dragon shit. Though, her next statement failed me to even give Isabella a second chance.

"What are you saying Angela? It isn't normal. People like him should get arrested or something. They are whores, like Newton said. Just waiting to be taken. Plus they are a blasphemy to the morals of the students living here," Isabella declared, as if trying to convert Angela. I tried my hardest to control my temper. This Isabella is talking about morals? I gave a few deep breaths to calm myself. I will not beat up a girl.

"Bella, that is just mean, don't you think?" Angela said, "Besides, there are a lot of gays out there who really are icons in their own right."

"Yeah! Probably put their asses on sale while they're at it," Isabella countered. Again, I try to be calm.

"You know what? That is just cruel! Not to mention downright degrading. I think we should stop right there. Besides it's almost time for class," Angela huffed as she tucked her things inside her bag. I put a mental note inside my head that I like Angela Weber and to always like her no matter what then started to leave. I don't know if I can handle myself if I did saw Isabella. I made my way towards my first class, thinking what an unfair and discriminating world this is. When an arm pulled me and pinned me to the wall. A body then covered my back, making it impossible for me to move.

"Why are you resisting Evans? Isn't this how they fuck you?" Newton said, as he pressed at me intimately.

"You know, Evans, I could fuck you if you like. But I want you to beg for it like the little whore you are" Newton said, as he rubbed his dick at my backside. I was thrashing. I tried my best to get out of his grip, but I couldn't when a voice sounded.

"Let go of him, boy!" A loud booming voice said, Newton started to scramble away, more like run. I gave a few deep breaths, and looked to see Emmett Cullen, looking at me concerned.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"Y-yeah I'm fine," I said, covering myself. I was completely humiliated and degraded, and I felt like trash.

"Are you---"

"I said I'm fine!" I snapped harshly, rubbing my side. Newton bruised it by pinning me hard against the wall. Emmett looked at me with a sad stare, I just noticed that the rest of the Cullen, except Edward, where just a few feet watching.

"I-I'm sorry. I just…I got to go." I left, feeling nothing but a piece of vermin, and the lowest of low.

***

All throughout the day, I felt like it. Like I was humiliated, and laughed at. Sometimes I also felt discriminated. Though in all of this, I wish Cullen was here. I don't know, but I have this feeling that this day would be better if he was here. I have this ridiculous notion that Cullen would protect me, which was completely fictitious since I only known Cullen for like a day. Yet that was what intrigued me. With Cullen, I always felt safe and protected. I have to remind myself that he was a vampire and would probably have had me for dinner, yet that thought doesn't bother me as well. I smiled slightly as I figured how masochistic I must have sound like. At least this day was over and I can now safely lie at the comforts of my little shelter.

"Probably not," I muttered through gritted teeth as I rounded through the parking lot, and saw Mike Newton leaning at my Ford Anglia. He was with his two mates as they looked at me with a smirk.

"So Evans, what do fairies like you, rode aside from cocks?" His two mates laughed, I ignored him as I went toward the door of my car and rummaged through my jacket to find my keys.

"Ahh. A slimey, old Ford Anglia. What? Can't find a cock to buy you a new car?" They laughed once again as I continued to ignore them. "Perhaps you should ask Cullen." I stopped rummaging through my bag.

"Ahh I hit a nerve, haven't I? So Bella was right, you have a gay crush on Cullen. Figured that's why he left though isn't it? He couldn't take a faggot like you having a crush on him, as Bella put it. She was right though."

"Perhaps you could seduce Cullen into buying you a new car. After all, he's rich. I guess that's why you like him then don't you? You might have to offer him your ass though. Ask him to fuck you. Beg him to shove his cock into that mouth of yours. Like the little faggot whore you are."

That was the final straw. I punched Mike the best that I could and gave a satisfied hiss as I felt something crack. I wouldn't take any more of it. I lunged forward and straddled the boy, as I delivered fist after fist on to his face, when suddenly I felt something hit my side. What the? I asked, as I got hit at my head, as Newton's friends came on his defense. Newton recovered and started hitting me with his friends. I covered my head as much as I could but the rest of my body was left defenseless. Though I won't back down as I threw punches and kick myself at the offending party. I was hit and kicked for I don't know how long, when it suddenly stopped as I hear another familiar voice.

"Get the fuck out of here boys, before I do something that I'll regret!" Emmet Cullen said savagely. The look that he gave Newton and the intensity in his voice was enough to frighten the living daylights from the gits. I saw Mike as he was being carried by his friend, and again, I lashed out. But I was being pulled and held up by an arm around my chest in a deadlock grip. My rage was consuming me as I felt a sudden wave of calmness hit me. I jumped as the vampire, Jasper, let me go. I instantly panicked, was that magic? My core burst on my defense as it locked every part of my body against the intruding wave. I noticed Jasper's surprised for a second then Edward's brother frowned.

"Are you okay? I think you should see my father," Jasper said as he takes a look at me. I noticed that he was holding his breath. This must be hard for him. I realized that my gum is bleeding and I swallowed as much blood as I could, knowing this must be hard for Jasper.

"Those bastards. Are you okay Evans? Jasper's right, you should see my father," he said in a booming voice. "Edward will surely kill me if he finds out I let this happen," Emmett continued so low, I almost didn't hear it.

"I-I'm fine," I replied, as I picked my bag and grabbed the keys.

"Are you sure Harry?" Jasper asked with concern deep set in his eyes.

"I will be okay. Trust me I've had worst." I bit my swollen lips. I just slipped up. There's no need for them to hear about my sordid past. "I-I should go now. Thank you," I said as I entered my car, slowly. The pain of my body was too much. I started my car and slowly went out the school. Only then did I cry, as both the physical pain and the pain of being treated like a trash, a whore or however Newton or Isabella put it, engulfed me. Apparently, I was a freak, even here.

I continued driving as I cried my heart out, not knowing that a particular Alice Cullen picked up her phone and when someone on the other end picked it up, she said, "Edward…You need to come home"

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