Isabella's POV

I quickly turned around ready to scream at the man in my bedroom but before I could his hand was over my mouth preventing me from doing so my eyes widen as Harry was standing before me covering my mouth trying not to look at my half naked body, I quickly bent down grabbing my clothes hoping to pervade me some coverage as I looked to his face he was smirking at me, I got mad bringing my knee up ready to hit him right in the man hood but before I could he grabbed my leg pushing it back down saying,

" Well that's not very nice considering I saved your butt tonight. " I just gave him the best glare I could muster and said,

"Why do you do this huh? Are you just trying to use me? are you just trying to get in bed with me? cause if that's so, then I'm not the girl for you, I don't just sleep around with every guy shit! I don't even sleep around! " I was mad and on he verge of crying and Harry just stood there looking at me with no expression.

"Well are you going to answer me or are you just going to stand there?" tears were now starting to come and that's when Harry took his thumb and wiped them away and said,

"I do this to protect you. I don't want to use you or get in bed with you. " he said soothingly to me I could have swore that boy wasn't even paying attention when I was talking but I guess he was.

"Protecting me from what?" I Took a step back only for my back to hit the door.

" You'll find out soon enough. " his raspy voice spoke close to my ear it sent chills through my body.

"W-will y-you p-please b-back u-up " I stutter looking down at my half naked body to see one of his hands wrapped firmly around my waist and one beside the left side of my head he didn't hesitate before backing up and trying not to look at my chest,

"I'm sorry " he spoke, slowly taking his hands to cover his eyes so I could change. He didn't move he just stood there waiting patiently for me to get dressed, I quickly grabbed a pair of not short shorts and put them on then took an oversized T-shirt and through it on,

"You can opened your eyes. " I said quietly but just loud enough for him to hear me he slowly peeked one eye out saying,

"Are you sure?"

" Yes I'm decent now." I replied, he uncover his face and his eyes instantly went to my crotch area. I thought 'you have gotta be kidding me' and for a second there I thought maybe just maybe he wasn't like all of the other guys but clearly I was wrong.

"A-are you wearing p-pants?" He asked, now trying to tear his eyes from that area.

" Yes you pervert now stop looking!" I shouted, I was tired of men and life I just wanted to die, why couldn't I just have died when that car hit me? why? why couldn't I have just-

" Because, your story is not over Bella, you have to write the book before it can be the end right?" He said, now coming closer to me. I cringe at the nickname that was the same one my father gave me, nobody calls me that anymore.

" I guess and did you just read my thoughts? " I asked.

" 'I guess' isn't good enough, it's yes Isabella, you weren't suppose to die that night. You haven't written your book, it's not the end you can't just give up when it gets hard and yes, I did read your mind I can do tha.t "

"Don't call me that and how did you read my mind? "

" Why don't you like the name Bella? Was it maybe because somebody used to call you that? And it's to long of a story. " he told me. I felt the tears, he was talking about my father how in the hell does he know about my father?

"That's a long story to. " he said now answering my thoughts.

"What is wrong with you are you bipolar or something? Your nice one moment, telling me how my life's not over then the next your trying to get me upset about my father by calling me the exact same name that he called me!" I yelled hoping to get my point over, it seem to work his eyes got softer and the smirk was gone, I even saw a single tear slide down his cheek he looked down at the ground ashamed saying,

" I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it please forgive me?"

"Why should I? I don't even know you but you seem to know everything about me." I said he looked at me before flashing out of the room, I looked to the window and saw him floating outside of it and he hesitated before saying,

" Trust me."