Your POV:
As I walked out of the hospital room, I couldn’t help but let the tears fall. Harry still loves me. Why did this have to happen now? I was finally getting over him and then he comes back into my life. As much as I didn’t want this, I couldn’t help but feel happiness again. But then I thought about what he did and that happiness faded. When I got out to the waiting room, all the boys got up so they could hug me goodbye. “How’d it go?” Louis asked. “Well, I gave it to him straight and didn’t sugar coat it.” “May I ask why you’re crying then?” Zayn said. Just then I started crying more. I didn’t know why I was really crying so much. He didn’t deserve any more of my tears, but it just kept coming. He touched apart of my heart no one else could. “You still love him don’t you?” Niall asked. All I could do was nod my head. When I knew I could finally speak I said, “But it doesn’t change anything Ni. He hurt me so much, so why should he get a second chance at love with me?” “(Y/N) as much as you don’t want to hear this, you’re the only person who can fix him. I mean ever since you came into his life you’ve changed him. And changed him for the better. He’s happiest when he’s with you. Sure he made a huge mistake, but we all learn from our mistakes. Wouldn’t you try and win him back if this situation had been reversed?” Liam said. I thought about what he was saying, but I knew deep down that if I had done something like this to Harry I wouldn’t try to be with him again because its hurtful doing what he did. I wouldn’t even think to ask for him back. “No, Liam, even if it were reversed, I wouldn’t. But I would’ve never done that to him anyways. I just hope he changes for himself, not for me. So bye you guys.” I hugged them all again and left. Louis said I wouldn’t be going home til 2 more days, so I had to stay here. I didn’t have the money to buy another ticket. So I went back to my hotel room and just sat there.

Harry’s POV:
The boys came back into the room after (Y/N) left. And they had a torn look on their faces. “What happened now?” “(Y/N) just left….but she was crying. Harry what’d you say to her?” Louis asked. So she did cry. Then I did say something right. “I told her I wanted her back and that my future was with her, and that the old me was when I was with her. But she said the old her was gone because of me. But then I said I still love her and always will and that I’d stop drinking.” “Well you must’ve said the right things to reach her heart Harry. She still does love you, but are you really going to win her back?” Niall asked. “Yeahh, that’s the plan. Did she already leave to go back to America?” “No, I made it to where she had to stay here for a few days.” Louis said. “Ok, well they said I can leave tonight so I’ll have to think of something fast….Do you guys mind helping me? You know, since i’m in casts and shit?” They all let out a little laugh and said yes. I knew getting her back wouldn’t be easy, but I was going to try my hardest.
The next day, me and the boys spent setting everything up so I could lead (Y/N) to me. Zayn was going to go and over take her out to eat and then bring her to me. I was very nervous, but I still loved her so I would do whatever it takes.

Your POV:
The next afternoon I was still just laying in bed. I hadn’t moved since last night. I didn’t want to move at all. My phone kept going off but I didn’t wanna really talk to anyone at this point. But around 2 I finally heard a knock on my door. I let it go, not wanting to get it, but they just kept knocking. “C’mon (Y/N), I know you’re in there, open up!” It was Zayn’s voice. Hm, that’s weird. Finally I got up to answer the door. Even though I knew I looked like shit, I didn’t care and just opened it. His face when he saw me kinda wanted to make me laugh, but I held it in. “What Zayn.” “Um, well don’t you look dandy. Showered lately?” I just raised my eyebrow at him. “Just kidding, but um you might want to shower cuz we’re going out to eat.” “ugh, Zayn I don’t want to go anywhere.” “(Y/N) you need to get out of here so you don’t go into depression. I’m just looking out for you love.” He gave me a genuine smile and walked in. “Fine, just let me get ready. Are you going to stay here the whole time?” “Yupp, I’ll be here watching the exotic channel on your tv.” “Ew Zayn, fine.” All he did was laugh but I knew he was joking. So I showered and did my hair and makeup. Then Zayn helped me pick out an outfit to wear because I didn’t know what type of eating out we were going to. It was funny doing this with Zayn, I mean we’d done this before together, but haven’t in so long. So surprisingly it made me feel a little better. We settled on skinny jeans and a flannel and boots. It was relaxing and I was glad he chose it. I was finally ready by 5 and was thankful for Zayn’s patience. But he was just on his phone when he wasn’t helping me. We walked down to his car and he started driving me. We arrived at a small cafe and he stopped there. “We’re eating at a cafe, that’s where you brought me to eat?” He just shrugged. “Why not love? You got something against this place?” In all honesty, I had kinda forgotten about this place. This cafe was the first place I met Harry. And this was where our first date was. Hm, memories. Zayn got out so I did too. I didn’t want to hurt his feelings. When we walked in though it was empty. But I noticed there were arrows on the floor. I looked at Zayn and he just smiled. The first arrows lead me to the table where Harry and I sat. On that table was our first picture together at this table. I picked it up and smiled. I was so nervous when I first met him, but he was so at ease with me. He had acted like he genuinely liked me that day, even though I didn’t want to believe it. But he asked if we could take a picture and I said yes. I guess he’s kept it ever since, but I loved that picture. There were more arrows leading me outside. Zayn walked with me and I followed. The arrows lead down the block to a small park. This park was our 2nd date. I walked up to the swings and there was another picture. It was of all the boys and I. Even though it was a date, I had said I wanted to meet all of the boys. And he brought them, and that was a date I could never forget. Harry had pushed me on the swings while the boys made fun of him and laughed. That was the day I knew I liked Harry. Zayn smiled at me as he looked at the picture. Another set of arrows led us down the street towards another restaurant. This was where Harry asked me to be his girlfriend. He had taken me here and surprised me with the question. He had been acting weird so I thought he was going to say he didn’t want to see me anymore, but it wasn’t the case. Another picture was taped to the door of him and I at our table smiling like lovebirds. He looked so handsome in his tux and that was the first time I wore a dress in front of him. All these pictures were just reminding me of all the good times we had in our relationship. More arrows led us all the way down to beautiful waterfall park. This had been my favorite place in London and Harry took me here every chance he got. On a rock was so many pictures of us, from all the times we had been here, all the way up to when he proposed to me. I couldn’t help but get teary eyed because in all these pictures we looked so happy and in love. He was so nervous to ask me for my hand in marriage that he dropped the ring in the water. So in the last picture his pants are wet because he went in to get it. I was laughing so hard that day, but I still said yes. We took a picture right after and his face was just full of joy. I could help but laugh and cry at the same time. Zayn had been quiet the whole time, but I finally asked him what was going on. Just then I could see the rest of the boys helping Harry walk over to where we were. They were all smiling and Harry was kind of smiling. I could tell he was nervous, just like the last time we were here. I was already crying so I felt stupid when they all walked up to me smiling. They all hugged me except for Harry, all he did was look at me. Then all the boy went and stood a little to the side of us. Harry then stood facing me.”(Y/N), hi.” He let out a laugh. “Hi Harry.” I said back smiling. “Um, ha, (Y/N), I hope you enjoyed looking at all those places again. Because I know I did every time I drove by them when I was here without you. Every place we’ve been to we’ve had the best memories and I love those. But this place (Y/N), is my favorite. Because the last time we were here, you said yes to forever with me.” As he was talking my tears were just falling. Everything he was saying hit home and it make me break. “I know I’ve done some stupid shit to you (Y/N), and I know you can never forget that, but through all of that (Y/N), you and I both know that we still love eachother. No matter how hard either of us try to move on, it’s just not going to work, because we are meant to be together. And you know that, so what I’m trying to say (Y/N), is I love you so much, and I just want us to be together again. We complete each other and need to be in each other’s lives. So pretty please, with a cherry on top, will you come back to me?” I laughed at the cherry part and he did too. He let out a big breath he had been holding and I knew he was sincere in what he was asking and saying. I knew I should probably take things slow with him, but he’s right, we are meant to be together. “Yes, Harry, I will babe.” His shoulders relaxed and he grabbed me and hugged me. He couldn’t really move so it was me moving towards him. But I was just glad to be in his arms again, or in this case arm because one was in a sling still lol. He let go of me and looked me in the eyes. “Wait, I have one more question love.” he struggled to get down on one knee, but he managed. But when I realized why he was doing this my eyes got bigger. “(Y/N), babe, this is where I proposed to you before, and I’m going to do this again in the same place. So (Y/N),” he pulled out my old ring, “will you please do me the favor in becoming my wife….again.” I couldn’t help but laugh and cry again. “Yes Harry, of course.” I could hear all the boys start clapping and cheering for us. Harry got back up and put the ring back on my finger and kissed me. “Thank you” he whispered. “I love you Harry.” “I love you too (Y/N).” “Now can we go eat because I was really looking forward to that.” He laughed and said yes.

Your POV:
I had just gotten home and was relaxing watching tv when my phone started ringing. It was playing The Fray so I knew it was Louis. I just looked at the phone, contemplating if I should answer it. I hadn’t called him or any of them since I’ve been home. And I felt bad, so I didn’t answer. But not even 2 seconds later, it was ringing again. Gosh, I guess I had to answer now. “Hello?” “(Y/N)?” “Hey Lou.” His voice was a little low, but I could tell something was wrong. “(Y/N), please listen to me ok…..it’s Harry.” “Lou, I love you but I dont want to hear anything about him.” “No, please just hear me out. (Y/N) for the past two months, he’s done nothing but drink. He’s been drinking nonstop because he feels guilty about what he did.” “That’s nice Lou but what does that have to do with me?” “Last night, he was drinking again, and he drove and got into a car accident. He’s in the hospital now, and I think it’s best if you come and talk to him.” “Lou……I don’t understand why me going over there would help. I can’t just drop everything and go over there.” “(Y/N) all he does is talk about you. He really misses you and I can genuinely say that he is sorry for what he did. He doesn’t listen to anyone at all. So please, if not for him, do this for me and the boys. We’re worried about him. He’s not the same anymore (Y/N).” “I respect you Louis and the boys too, but I have work and I definitely don’t have the money to go out there again since I just went to Australia for him.” “I will pay, I will pay whatever you need. As for your job just tell them it’s an emergency, because it is!” I thought about it. Did I really want to drop everything for the boy who broke my heart? But like Lou said, do it for him and the boys. “Fine Louis, just tell me when I leave.” “Ok, thank you so much. I’ll arrange it right now ok.” “ok bye Lou.” I went up to my room and slowly started packing. Then I called work and told them I had an emergency and they actually believed me. Then Lou texted me and told me I was leaving in an hour. Wow, that was fast. But as I boarded the plane and waitied to get there, I had no clue what I was going to say when I saw Harry.

Harry’s POV:
When I woke up, I was in a hospital bed. I couldn’t remember anything that happened, so I was confused. But the boys were all in the room. I looked at all of them and they were just silent. “Do I look that bad or what?” I was trying to make them laugh but they didn’t budge. “What happened? Why am I here?” My head was pounding and my whole body ached. My arm was in a sling and a cast on my right leg. “You were in an accident.” Zayn said. “Because you were drinking.” Liam said, quite angry. All I could do was stare at them. I didn’t remember any of it. “Why would you do that Harry? Are you not thinking at all anymore? Zayn was in the car with you. He could’ve gotten hurt Harry! You’re not only putting your life in danger, you put his. Did you ever realize that?” Louis said. Everyone was mad at me. But Zayn was in the car? I didn’t remember. But all I could do was look down, ashamed of myself. Lately I’ve been making the wrong choices, but I didn’t know how to change. Just then the doctor came in. “How are you feeling Mr. Styles?” “Um, I have a headache and my whole body hurts.” “Well the headache is partly from your drinking and then hitting your head. You also have a few broken ribs, your right arm was dislocated, and your right knee was shattered.” That was a lot to take in, and I thought he was done but he continued. “Harry, also I’d like to tell you. I’ve noticed in your blood you’ve been drinking quite heavily. And all that drinking is damaging your liver son. So my advice to you, is to stop drinking so much. Because if you continue, you will have liver failure and that’s not something you want at your age young man. Do you understand?” “All I could was nod my head. And then he left. I didn’t realize drinking would lead to this. But of course in my state of mind, I wasn’t thinking at all. I drank to forget about (Y/N), but all it’s done is lead me to a near death. And I’m lucky to be alive. “Is this what you wanted Harry? This is what you have to look forward if you continue doing what you’re doing. And quite frankly, if you continue this, we don’t want to be in your life. Because we’re not going to sit back and let you die.” Louis said. Just then, someone I hadn’t expected, walked in. And my heart stopped. It was (Y/N). I thought I was dreaming because she looked so good. But why would she be here? She said hi to all the boys and hugged them. Then they all left, leaving me with her. But I couldn’t talk. All I could do was stare at her. She walked over, just looking at me, saying nothing, but shaking her head. “(Y/N)..” “Harry, hi.” She sat down and looked me in my eyes. I couldn’t hold her stare so I ended up looking away. How was I suppose to face the women who I love, but also hates me. “Hi..” “Harry, I don’t particularly want to be here, and I’ll say this now. I’m not doing this for you, I’m doing it because the Louis asked me to for him. And although apart of me hates you, I felt I should come here and speak my mind to you.” All I could do was nod my head. I guess I deserved hearing that. She was right, she deserved to hate me, I deserved that. “So, I would like to say. I think it’s very stupid what you are doing and how you’re handling things. You put someone else’s life in danger due to your stupidity. I can’t express how mad I am at you right now. How would you of felt if Zayn had gotten hurt, or worse died because of your nonsense. Drinking is not the answer Harry. It’s the stupidest habit to pick up because you’re also damaging your life. But I guess you didn’t think about that because you’re too selfish. It’s time you start thinking about others and not just yourself Harry. Yes what you did to me was wrong, but you don’t see me drinking my life away because of you. No, you handle it other ways Harry. Talk to someone, get help, don’t take matters into your own hands. The first thing you should of done was find closure Harry, just like I did. I sent you that box and that was closure for me. You should’ve done something Harry.” I was processing everything she was saying, and I was glad she wasn’t going easy on me. But what she was saying also hurt. “(Y/N), you told me never to speak to you again. How was I suppose to get closure? The only way I would of gotten closure was if I could talk to you again, and just tell you how sorry I was. But I couldn’t, because I wanted to respect your wishes (Y/N). So the only thing I could think of was to drink. But I know now that it was wrong of me to do. I wasn’t thinking when I got in that car. I wasn’t thinking most of the time anyways. Because (Y/N) I miss you. And words cannot express how sorry I am for what I did. I know you won’t believe me, and I understand if you don’t want me back, but I love you, always have and always will, but please believe me when I say I would take it back if I could, but I can’t. I can’t change what I did, the only thing I can do is move on and try to make things better.” “Harry, I hear what you’re saying. And honestly I forgive you for what you did. I did. But I don’t forgive and forget. I can never forget what you did to me. It broke me into pieces that were left at your feet Harry. And ever since then, I’ve been slowly building myself back up. I can’t handle anything right now Harry. But all i’m asking from you, is to please change your ways, and prove to everyone else that you can pull through this and be you again. Because I know those boys miss the old you.” “Yeahh, but the old me was when you were apart of my life.” I could see her eyes start to water. “Harry, please don’t say that to me. That old me you were with, is now gone. So please, just please, take care of yourself.” And with that she got up and left. But I knew she wouldn’t of started crying if I hadn’t said something that really touched her. This meant she still loved me. And I knew what I had to do.

Your POV:
It’s been a week since I’ve been back. And I still had another week left of time off. But I couldn’t bring myself to pack Harry’s things. Every time I’d think about it, I’d just put it off. But as I was sitting here today, I couldn’t help but think of him. After 4 whole years, he does this to me? Why? It made me question everything I’d ever done for him and every moment we shared together. He asked me to marry him not even 2 months ago and he changes his mind like that? I put my head down and sighed with frustration. I kept looking back to see if I’d done something wrong, looking for a reason he’d do this to me, but I just couldn’t find anything. I did everything for that boy. Everything, and this is what I get in return. I beat myself up for the last week because of this, thinking maybe I did deserve this. Maybe he did this to me to prove a point. Or maybe I was just too blind to realize he didn’t love me anymore. It was heartbreaking to think about that, but I knew sooner or later I’d have to move on. Once again I caught myself staring at his clothes, thinking I should start packing, but of course I just got up. I grabbed my keys and a coat and left. I walked down to a local starbucks and ordered a drink. Everywhere I went people gave me sad looks. I guess the paps finally got wind of what happened or something. But as I sat down to drink my coffee, I realized it wasn’t necessarily that. On my table was a new People magazine. And right on the cover, was Harry and that girl, holding hands and smiling. The headline said ‘Harry Styles out with new girlfriend. What happened to (Y/N)?’ I put it back down and just stared at it. He was really with her, he really stayed with her. Wow. I got up and left, going back to my apartment. As soon as I got home, I threw my keys and coffee down and charged towards my room. I started grabbing everything of his insight and just throwing it on the floor. All his clothes, all his shoes, his cologne, his jewelry, and even the tv he bought for me. Anything he’d ever bought me was thrown too. I couldnt stand him. I hated him, loathed him, I never wanted to see him again.

Harry’s POV:
It’s been a week since the whole blow up, but never once did I try to contact her. I saw pictures of her online later that night of her at an airport, so I know she’s home. Good, she needed to be as far away from me as possible. But after the boys found out, they’ve just looked at me with disgust since then. And I didn’t blame them. And I knew (Y/N) saw the magazine, me and Allyson were front cover. Although we’re smiling, inside I’m hurting, but I haven’t expressed that to anyone. I carry her engagement ring around with me everywhere. It’s a reminder or what I had, what I lost, and what I’ll probably never have again. Sure I loved Allyson, but she was (Y/N). Things were different with her, and different wasn’t something I wanted. I tried to be happy and not think about (Y/N), I did, but I just couldn’t. And I didn’t know how to tell Allyson that. That’s the problem with me, I rushed into things too fast without thinking, and now I don’t know what to do. Either way someone is still going to be hurt. If I break it off with Allyson, she’ll be crushed, and (Y/N) was already hurt. But I knew I didn’t want to hurt her anymore. Tonight I was going to tell Allyson it was off. I felt guilty about leading her on, but I couldn’t do it anymore. I needed to be alone I guess.
Allyson didn’t take it well, but she understood. We were finally done touring in Australia that we got a break to go home. I said my goodbyes to the boys and headed back. I was actually looking forward to being back home, to have some peace and quiet. But once I reached my doorstep, there was a big box sitting on my porch. I saw on the tag that it was shipped from America, and instantly I knew it was from (Y/N). I grabbed it and opened the door. I set everything down and walked over to the couch to open it. Once I did my heart melted. It was all my things from her house. But on top, there was also a letter.
‘Harry,
Inside is everything of yours. I don’t care that you bought some of these things for me, I don’t want them. I don’t want anything that reminds me of you, cuz to be honest, it would only hurt me more. For 4 years I loved you Harry. And for 4 years, I thought you loved me too. But I guess I was wrong….I spent the last week, looking back, wondering what I did to deserve this. But you know what, I couldn’t find anything. Why Harry? That’s the only thing I have to ask you. What did I do that was so bad to deserve this. I thought I gave you all of me, heart and soul, but I guess not. All I can say is I need to move on with my life, and I know you need to too. And the only way I can do that is if I never see you again. So Harry, here are all your things back and please, for both our sakes, don’t ever contact me again. But just to let you know, you will always hold a place in my heart.
Goodbye,
(Y/N)’
She never wants to see me again. That part is what really hit me. My tears just started falling. She’s right. What did she do to deserve this? But I’ll never get to tell her the answer. The answer is nothing. It was all my fault, none of this is hers. I’m the screw up, I’m the dick that destroyed her life, and I’m the one who broke her heart. I guess all I can do now is hope she finds someone better than me, better than I ever was. As for me, I don’t think I’ll ever get over her, so what am I going to do? Drink, drink until the thought of her is gone. That’s the only thing I can do for her.

—2 months later—

Louis’ POV:
(Y/N) hadn’t kept in touch like she said she would. I didn’t contact her though, because I knew she just probably needed space, but I knew she had sent her final goodbyes to Harry cuz he’s been different. Sure he broke things off with Allyson, but I still couldn’t forgive him for what he did to (Y/N). She’s been with us for 4 years, she’s like a sister to us, but now it’s just like there’s something missing. Our group isn’t the same because Harry’s not the same. He’s been drinking a lot lately, to the point where he blacks out wherever he is, and then doesnt remember a thing that happened. He’d curse at us, he’d try to fight us, but at the end of every fight, he’d only say her name. Every time, it was her name he said and then he’d pass out. Inside, I wanted to help Harry so much, but he wouldn’t let me talk to him. It hurt seeing him like this. He was drinking his life away and ruining his, our, career. All of us tried to talk to him, but he wouldn’t listen. All he’d say is she said she never wanted to see him again, so he drinks. Drinks so he wont think about her anymore, but all the drinking does is just make it worse. He dreams about her in his sleep, and even has conversations with her. I wanted so bad to call her, because I knew only she would be the one to bring him out of this, but I didn’t because I wanted to respect her.
One day I was sitting at home when Zayn called me. His voice was panicked and I knew something was wrong. He said him and Harry had been driving when they got into a car crash, but the worse thing was Harry was drunk while driving. And Harry was the only one who had damage done to him. He was being rushed to the hospital. I wanted to yell at Zayn for letting Harry drive, but I knew I had to stay calm. As soon as I arrived at the hospital, everyone else was already there, and when I went in to see Harry, I knew right then and there, I had to call ( y/ n )

Harry’s POV:
After (Y/N) walked out, all I could do was stare at the engagement ring she threw at me. I know I sound like a dick for saying this, but I didn’t think she’d end up calling it off. But then again, I cheated, why wouldn’t she. I bent down and picked it up. I didn’t run after her because I didn’t know what to say. What do you say to the women you’re suppose to marry after she catches you cheating? I knew eventually she was going to find out, but I wanted to tell her later, and not have her find out like this. I didn’t think she’d get the time off for work to come out here, or else I would’ve never asked Allyson to come over. But then again (Y/N) had her suspicions from seeing our picture in the magazines daily. I looked over at Allyson. She was getting dressed and getting ready to leave. I just stared at her and she turned around and smiled at me. “It’s going to be ok Harry. I’ll be here for you ok? Do you want me to stay?” “No, it’s ok. Thanks though, I’ll be fine.” She kissed me and then left. I sat down on the bed and just held the ring in my hand. I bought this thinking (Y/N) was going to be the woman of my life, but then I met Allyson and everything changed. If I had really loved (Y/N), why would I fall in love with someone else then?

Your POV:
After I realized Harry wasn’t coming after me, I started bawling. I was standing in front of the elevator when I heard someone’s door open. I tried to stop crying but when I did it just came out more. I guess this person heard and decided to come over. “Are you ok love?” I knew the voice, I looked up and saw Louis standing there with concern written on his face. Why did it have to be him who came out here? He’s Harry’s best friend, I can’t talk to him about this. So I made up some bullshit excuse. “Yeahh, I just um, thought surprising Harry would be a good idea, but I guess not.” The elevator door finally open and I rushed inside. Louis tried to get in with me but I stopped him. “(Y/N) what’s wrong?” “Go ask Harry.” I said as the doors finally closed. I didn’t want him involved in this, but I guess he was going to find out sooner or later. I knew all the fans were still going to be outside so when the elevator stopped, I went out the back instead. And I walked, and walked, and just continued to walk. I was in a foreign country and I had no clue where to go. The only place I knew of was my hotel, but I knew if I went there I would just dwell on my pain and I had to try and be strong. Idk how long I walked, but night was starting to fall, so I knew I had to go back. I stopped at a coffee shop on a corner and called for a taxi. While I waited for it I ordered a coffee to go. I sat down and just waited for my ride.
When I arrived back at my hotel, I immediately pulled out my laptop to look up flights to go back to America. The next flight didn’t leave til tomorrow morning so I ordered my ticket and started packing. I put on a pair of sweats and a t-shirt, not caring what I looked like. I threw up my hair and put on some sunglasses not caring it was dark. Grabbing all my stuff, I went downstairs and checked out. and called for another taxi. I guess paparazzi finally realized who I was and were outside my hotel taking pictures while I got into my taxi, and they followed me all the way to the airport. It was only 8pm, and the flight didn’t leave until 7am, but I figured I’d just wait at the airport the whole night. Paps took pictures of me walking into the airport but that was it, and I was thankful for that. I knew sooner or later Harry was going to see these. Speaking of Harry, I looked at my phone to see if he’s even tried to call or text, but he hadn’t. But I saw that Louis and all the other boys had tried caling me. I just put it away though, I didn’t want to talk to them and put them in the middle of this. I respected them too much for that. I checked into my flight station and then just sat there. There were others there too I guess waiting for the same flight and I was kinda thankful I wasn’t the only one. I didn’t want to think about what happened today, so I pulled out a book and started reading. But as I was reading and just starting to forget about Harry, I felt someone tap on my shoulder. I turned around thinking it was Harry, but instead it was all of the boys standing there just looking at me. Great…I sighed and just closed my book. They all came to stand in front of me and looked down at me. “How’d you know I was here?” “Paps.” Niall said. “And I got Harry to tell me what happened, so we’ve been looking for you.” Louis said. “Wonderful.” I said sarcastically. “Guys, really, I don’t want to talk about it.” “We’re not here to stand up for Harry love, we just want to make sure you’re alright.” Liam said. “Totally Li, I’m just fine and dandy. Never been better.” I faked a smile at them. “(Y/N), please. We’re just trying to help.” Zayn said sadly. I knew I didn’t have to be so mean to them, but I just didn’t want them in between this. “I know. And I’m glad you guys are willing to come here for me, but I don’t want to involve you guys in this. You guys are his best friends and I’m just a girl. I’m not going to get in between that or ask anything from you guys just because of Harry. I love you guys, I do, but please, I need to deal with this on my own.” Their faces looked hurt when I said that, but I had to get it out. “Ok love. But you know if you need us, we’re here, no matter what. Are you going home?” “Thanks guys. And yeahh, my flight leaves tomorrow morning. I figured I’d just stay here instead of paying to be at a hotel.” “Well, we’re going to stay with you until the morning then arent we boys?” Louis said as he looked at all the boys. “Yupp.” They all said in union. I couldn’t help but laugh at them. No matter how hard I tried to push them away, they wouldn’t budge, and I loved that about them. And they did, they stayed with me the whole night and we all stayed up even though I knew they were very tired. I was too, but I didn’t want to miss this moment with them. They were making me laugh, making me forget about Harry, sharing our favorite moments we’ve had together since I’ve known them. They were the best to be around, so I was sad when morning finally came. They all hugged me goodbye and told me to keep in touch. I said I would, but I knew I was lying. But I said bye and finally boarded my plane. Going home was going to be hard, but I knew I had to do it. I had to pack all of his things and send them to Britian so I could erase everything of him from my mind.

Your POV:
For 4 years I’ve been with the same guy. That guy is Harry Styles. Part of the world famous boy band One Direction. And I love him dearly. In fact, 2 months ago he proposed and I said yes. And things haven’t been better between us. Right now he was on tour with his mates and I was stuck here in California working.

—Flashback—
“Babe guess what?!” He came home last week saying. “Surprise me babe.” “I got management to let you come on tour with us. You can go with me babe! Isn’t that great?” Of course it was great, but there was no way my job would let me go for that long. And if I wanted to keep that job, I couldn’t ask for such a big amount of time off. “Babe that is great, but you know I can’t love. I have to work.” He just sighed. “How many times do I have to tell you to just quit. I’ll take care of you (Y/N).” As much as I wanted to, I also wanted to say that I can pull my own income and not have to rely on him for anything. I wanted to be independent, not dependent on Harry. And he hated when I said that, but I had too much pride to just let him take care of me. “Harry, we’ve already had this talk. I’m not quitting my job, I love it. And you know I’ll be here when you get back, and some of your tour stops are in California anyways.” “Ugh, fine. But only because I love you. Just be safe ok. I don’t want anything to happen to you.” “I will.”

—Present—
That was almost a month ago. Harry was still off touring and I was still here. But we skyped every chance we got and he called me every night, no matter the time. Sometimes he’d call when it was 3 in morning and it was 9pm where he was, but I didn’t care, as long as I could hear his voice, I was fine. I put a lot of trust in Harry and I know he did with me too. So I never worried when I saw pictures of him and some girl in magazines. He’d call me and just tell me they weren’t true, and I believed him. But lately the same girl kept reappearing on the front page with him and I tried not to think about it, but it did bother me a bit. It usualy never was the same girl, but this one kept popping up. He called me and told me she was just an old friend from childhood, so I let it slide.  The boys were all in Australia right now for a couple of days. And I was really missing Harry, so when I went in to work today, I actually asked to have some time off. Specifically 2 weeks. And since it was a little slow lately, they let me have the time off. I was really shocked, but I hurried home and started packing. I figured I wouldn’t tell Harry I was coming so I could surprise him. So I packed, bought my tickets, and just couldn’t wait until tomorrow!
The next day I was on time for my flight, but it was going to be a 9 hour flight. So I just practically slept most of the way over there. I woke up when I could hear the pilot saying we were arriving in Austraila. I was super excited now. I didn’t even let the other boys know I was coming, I wanted to surprise them too. When we landed, I got my luggage and hailed a taxi. Harry had told me where they were staying, but I figured I’d stay at another hotel so he wouldnt see me coming in. I arrived at my hotel and got ready. The flight made me tired so I applied a little extra makeup and changed my clothes. When I was done I got into another taxi and went to Harry’s hotel. When I got there of course there were hundreds of fans outside so it was a little hard to get in, but one of the boys guards were outside and they recognized me and let me through. As I was in the elevator going up, I had butterflies in my stomach because I knew Harry would be surprised. When I finally arrived at his door, I couldn’t help but smile. But when I went to knock on the door, I could hear a girl’s laughter inside. My smile faltered. Then I could hear Harry talking, but I couldn’t make out what he was saying, and then it was just silence. I was hesitant to knock on the door now, but I just flew 9 hours to get here. So I finally knocked. I could hear things being knocked over in there like he was rushing towards the door. He finally opened the door after what seemed like 10 minutes. He smiled, but not all the way like he usually did, when he saw me. “(Y/N)? You’re here!” “Hey babe, yeahh I figured I’d surprise you.” “Um,” he looked behind him flustered, “why didn’t you let me know you were coming earlier, right now’s not a good time babe.” “What do you mean right now’s not…..” Just then a girl appeared behind harry. She was in nothing but her bra and underwear, and she draped her arm around Harry like she owned him. “Who is it Harry?” she said. I could feel my body started to shake from anger. I knew my face was starting to turn red and I was ready to start yelling. “Who the f*** is this Harry?!” Before he could answer I pushed my way into the room and saw there was only one bed, and that one bed has messed up sheets and there were clothes all over the floor. His and hers I could tell. My eyes were starting to water as I turned around to wait for him to explain. “(Y/N), it’s not what you think. Just calm down so I can talk to you.” “Calm down?! You want me to calm down? I flew 9 hours over here Harry just to be with you! And then I get here and find this slut in your bedroom?! Explain that Styles!” At this point I finally really looked at the girl, it was the girl from the magazines I kept seeing. “This is the girl isn’t it. She’s the one you said was a childhood friend. What kind of friend Harry?!” “(Y/N), yes she is a childhood friend and we’re just talking.” “Talking? While she’s in her underwear?! Oh yeahh that’s really talking Harry. Just tell me now if you’re cheating on me!” He just stood there and looked at me. He sighed and finally answered. “Yes.” I could barely hear him because it came out as a whisper and his head was facing towards the groud, but it didn’t take a stupid person to know what his answer was. Harry was cheating on me, and he actually just admitted it. I don’t know if I would of rather had him lie to me but this really hurt. My tears finally started falling down and all he did was look at the ground. But I was so mad I didn’t want to be in this room anymore. “Fine Styles, it’s over then.” I took off my engagement ring and threw it at his feet. His head shot up when I said that but he said nothing. Wow, he really wasn’t going to say anything to me. I shook my head at him and just walked out. He didn’t come after me and he didn’t try to stop me. I guess he really didn’t want me anymore.

 

#Imagine:

Green, large leaves everywhere, immense trees that rise up to the sky as high as skyscrapers, the most beautiful coloured tropical flowers, animal sounds around you and the smell of a moist rainforest… With your eyes closed you try to perceive everything at once.

“Oh you wouldn’t”, a voice near you speaks and a smile appears around your lips, your eyes still unopened.

“Oh I would”, you speak with a mischievous chuckle and you turn around, slowly opening your eyes as your feet almost get stuck in the marshy ground. A tropical-looking bird flies over and makes a certain sound human can’t even imitate.

“Are you that brave?” The voice speaks again, right now from another point, so you turn around again. You immediately look right into a pair of green eyes, which have a frolic twinkle in them. Brown curls cover the person’s forehead as dimples appear on his cheeks, while he smiles. “I challenge you herewith.” You go and stand in front of your boyfriend, with your arms folded.

“Harry”, you carefully pronounce his name, “I would do it. You know I’m bad at lying, don’t you?” With a wide grin you grab his hand and you walk further through the forest, watching the path in front of you closely. Your hiking boots sink into the subsoil while stepping forward.

“Follow me, love!” Harry suddenly shouts and he steps around you to run further. “It’s only a few hundred meters away from here!” You shrug your shoulders and follow him. You see his curly hair bouncing up and down while he’s running and that makes you smile like an idiot.

Finally he stops running and you notice the forest suddenly became lighter and less overgrown. Harry stands still and watches you with his stunning smile. With his left hand he points at the light place.

“That way”, he says and he goes into the direction he just indicated. Again, you follow him and when you arrive at the light place, your jaw immediately drops.

You’re at the place where the forest stops to exist. Suddenly, the green plants and colourful flowers make place for a rocky, hard and sandy subsoil. The air doesn’t feel moist anymore and is suddenly fresh. You have an amazing view from here, over the sea and the town near, because this place is much higher than the houses down. The sky is heavenly blue, with large, fluffy clouds. You hear the sound of a waterfall near and you just know Harry is walking that way.

“Oh dear…” You whisper and your heart starts to beat faster when you discover the cliff.

“You said you’d do it”, Harry smirks.

“I know…” You say, almost soundless and it feels like someone put heavy rocks in your shoes while you walk into Harry.

“Alright, who’s going first?” Harry says and he turns around, looking beautiful in the warm and sparkling sunlight. You don’t even take the time to shake your head or answer him, because you don’t want to move.

“Bra-ve-ry…” Harry’s melodious voice sounds and he stands right next to you, while his warm breath tickles your skin. “You…promised.” His lips slowly kiss your jaw and a shiver appears on your back. Your heart keeps pounding louder when Harry almost reaches your lips… Suddenly he turns around and the intimate moment is all gone.

“We can also go together at the same time?” Harry says happily and he already starts to put out his shirt. His naked chest is now visible and you can’t do anything but stare at his perfectly-shaped torso. Harry puts off his shoes and lays them down next to him on the rocks. “Well?” He says and he raises one eyebrow. He’s only dressed in his shorts right now and the look on his face is questionable. You blink and shake your head, realizing you’ve been standing here for a while without moving.

“I am going with you”, you say determined. All the fear is suddenly gone and you put off your jacket and shoes as well, so you’re currently wearing a bra and trousers. You also lay down your bag next to Harry’s clothes and take a deep breath.

“Let’s do it”, you say. Though you’re kind of sure, your voice trembles and a little person back in your head tells you not to do it.

“Alright that’s how I like it!” Harry shouts excited. He grabs your hand and you step forward, to the edge of the cliff. The deep blue water beneath sparkles in the sunlight and lays there, happily awaiting your jump. You don’t even want to know how high it is from here to down there.

“I’m counting…” Harry says and he looks at you, his eyes focused on your lips as he speaks. “On one, we jump, okay?” You nod almost invisibly and swallow as Harry starts to count.

“Three…” Your heart starts to beat faster and you look into the water, biting your lip.

“Two…” You close your eyes and your grip on Harry’s hand tightens.

“ONE, NOW!” Harry shouts and you both jump at the same time.

For a short while, the only thing you can feel is Harry’s hand holding yours and you feel totally weightless. Just as your heart skips a beat, you hear Harry’s laugh and you open your eyes. You can just see yourself and Harry falling down into the water. For a moment, all you see is the blue water around you and Harry’s angelic face in front of you. The sound is completely blocked under water. Harry isn’t holding your hand anymore and with his right forefinger he points up. You get what he means and you start to swim.

“That was amazing!” Harry speaks, when you take a deep breath of fresh air. His wet hair adorns his face and he grins at you, swimming closer. “I am glad I was able to spend that moment with you”, he whispers and his wet lips meet yours. With that passionate kiss, you realize you’re really, really fortunate. You kiss him back, gently and Harry’s hands lay on your shoulder and the back of your head. When he stops kissing you, he gets back and looks at you like you’re the most beautiful thing he has ever seen.

“Baby…” He says and he raises one hand to stroke your cheek. “I’d say… I would jump off a cliff for you… But we already did… Together.” You start to chuckle and Harry joins you laughing, while you swim to the sand place beneath the cliff.

“I mean it though”, Harry says and he lays down on the sand. You lie down next to him and he puts his arms around you. He kisses your neck and whispers: “I never ever want to lose you, [Your Name]. You’re my everything.”

Harry Styles

 

#Imagine:

“What?!” With the necessary effort, you try to lift your hands up in the air.

“How many are there? How many, did you say?” With your arms you try to push the people around you a bit aside so you’re able to pass.

“I said, a hundred.” While pushing girls out of your way, you grab your friend’s hand tightly, as she watches you with a frown on her face.

“Only one hundred... That’s like, a chance to find a gold bar in the middle of a restaurant with dancing monkeys.” You sigh and blow a lock of hair out of your face, though your friend, just sighs, caused by your weird random joke. Or…it was an example, actually.

“We need to run, babe”, you suddenly decide. “Or we will arrive too late.”

 

“I need it!”

“Why don’t they just hurry up?”

“Oh, this is so frustrating, I’m going to cry!”

“Oh my god.”

Ten thousands of girls are standing all around you. The street looks almost black caused by the amount of Directioners and shouts and a lot of noise sound all over the place.

“[Your Name]?” You can barely hear her, but fortunately your friend is wearing a neon pink cap today with black letters on it, so it’s easier to find her in the crowd.

Every single girl who’s currently standing in the queue on the street is extremely nervous. The doors of the mall in front of you can open every second.

“I need those wristbands!” You exclaim and you nervously bite your lip. Just when you’re about to tell your friend something more, girls suddenly start to scream and you just know the doors are opening.

“Please”, you whisper to yourself as everyone starts to push. You’re quite sure you’re not going to get in time without pushing at all.

Only one hundred wristbands and about six or maybe even eight times that amount of people in the centre of London, all Directioners. You feel your heart starts to beat louder and louder and your friend pinches your hand as you hold hers tightly. It’s quite obvious to admit you’ve never ever felt so extremely claustrophobic in your entire life. Also, at the end of the day you’ll most probably be deaf on a high level. Teenage girls sure produce a very loud screaming, no doubt. Evidence can be found over here!

It didn’t go that quick over there at the doors and you widen your eyes with every step you take closer. It’s not possible to communicate normally with your friend now anymore: you just do it by pinching and looking each other in the eyes briefly. And you try to drag her further into the crowd.

“We’re going to be too late”, you mumble all over again, but the door is coming closer. By pushing a few girls out of your way, you’re exactly creating a temporary path for two people.

“The doors!” Your friend shouts as loud as she can. One more step and you’re inside the building!

The large table with the people who are giving the wristbands away is visible now. 

Oh my god. That’s not…

“There’s almost nothing left, be quick!” You shout and your friend drags you with her again. 

Finally, you reach the table, but over there, something horrible is taking place.

“Alright girls, I am extremely sorry, but this is the last one”, a man with a quiff says and he looks at you both. The security stops the other girls behind you. Oh no.

This is absolutely horrible. Unimaginable.

“So, ladies?” The man says. You and your friend glance at each other and she speaks:

“Sir, is there any way we can go there together, please?” She begs and the man frowns.

“Hang on.” He disappears and you remain anxiously.

“If only one person is allowed to go inside, you go”, your friend whispers in your ear.

“Are you crazy! We’re both going or I am not going either”, you tell her, but the man’s already coming back.

“Listen up”, he says, “I can get one more wristband, but I need to request you to come with me now.” He gestures you need to follow him.

“Thank you so much, mister!” You shout happily and you climb over the table to follow the man through the corridors of the building.

“Just remember we only do this once”, the man says and you both nod heavily. He closes the door and you arrive at a long hallway with a purple carpet in it. Your friend grabs your hand when your shoes touch the soft carpet. You’re feeling nervous already, it’s ridiculous! You glance at your friend, but you both look up as you suddenly hear the man’s voice speaking again:

“What are you doing here?” You frown, because you don’t have a clue what the man is talking about.

“Excuse m-…” You start, but you remain silent and gasp as you have a look who’s currently standing in front of you.

“I don’t know, maybe I just went to the toilet or something?” A warm, slow and deep voice speaks sarcastically.

Your friend shrieks and your jaw drops, when one of the boys you admire so much steps in front of you. His green eyes sparkle and dimples appear on his cheeks as he smiles back at you.

“Hello, ladies”, he slowly says. You try to keep it in, but your friend is almost fainting right next to you. You swallow once because it kind of feels like something is stuck in your throat.

“Hi Harry”, you manage to say. Harry smiles at you and asks:

“What kind of things have you done, that you’re suddenly here?” He gestures at the rest of the corridor and the man who brought you here. You shrug your shoulders.

“Nothing much, really. There was only one wristband left. But we both didn’t want to go without each other. At least, I-…”

“Girls?” The unknown man starts, with a strict overtone in his voice, but Harry waves at him with his right hand, not paying attention at his strict speaking.

“Leave it, Brendon, it’s alright.” Then he completely ignores the –before- unknown man, whose name apparently is Brendon, and turns to you and your friend. On the outside you are calm, but on the inside, your heart is on fire and your mind is a mess.

“Are you okay?” Harry asks your friend, who covered her eyes with her hands because she is currently crying. Harry lays one hand on her shoulder and she smiles again.

“It’s okay… It’s just…” Your friend stops talking and you take it over:

“We didn’t expect to meet you here, really”, you speak softly and Harry’s eyes watch you with a friendly twinkle.

“I can imagine”, he says. “So tell me babe, what’s your name?” 

“I am [Your Name]”, you say with a shy smile and your cheeks turn soft red. Your friend pronounces her name now as well, but it’s a bit difficult to her.

“Anyway,” Harry says, “would it be a nice idea to lead you a bit through the building? You won’t even need the wristbands and if you want I can ask the lads to come over here so we can sign anything you wanted to get signed?” That long sentence made you speechless and a little bit confused as well. Why on earth did he ask that?

“I’m okay with that”, you say, before you even realize.

“Great!” Harry says with a smirk and he grabs your hand. It immediately feels like that spot is on fire, while Harry’s soft hand touches yours and his fingers fold over yours.

“Hey!” The Brendon-person shouts. 

“Quick girls, run!” Harry says with a chuckle and you start to run over the purple carpet with the three of you, the man still shouting several things at you.

Aw, poor Brendon. At least he was your Golden Ticket to meet Harry and the lads, not a wristband. Anyway, you’d thank him later…

 

Possibly to be continued as well by me :)

#Imagine:
“What exactly is weird about that?”
Harry is standing next to you, looking a bit like baby Tarzan caused by his wet hair. You look the same, actually. It has been raining for hours, though Harry wanted to go outside for some freaky unknown reasons.
“I don’t think it’s really normal to go outside in the pouring rain”, you say with a chuckle, and Harry shakes his head.
“It isn’t…” His eyes are twinkling while watching you and he smiles widely. You tilt your head a little, squinting a bit with your eyes. Is he planning anything?
Unannounced Harry walks over to you and takes both your hands, his hair dripping because of the rain. He slowly moves closer, so his lips almost touch your ear. A raindrop falls down his lower lip and ends up in your neck. You chuckle softly.
“That tickled!” Harry doesn’t say anything: it almost looks like he wants to tell you a little secret. And that’s probably the point: you notice Harry slowly opens his mouth. His cold breath mixed with the raindrops makes you shiver.
“I’m going to take you with me to my secret place”, he whispers. His voice sounds deep, soft and extremely sexy. You hold your breath for a second.
“Secret place?” Harry lets you go again and chuckles mysteriously.
“Yes. A secret place. I’ve never told anyone about it.”
“But… Where is it?” You ask him, almost breathless, still whispering, because you’re scared that other people might hear it. In fact you’re still standing in the centre of London, on the road in front of Harry’s apartment.
“You’ll see”, Harry says with a mischievous and teasing grin on his face. “It’s a little park, which I discovered once when I was just going out for a walk”, he explains. “It might sound really cliché, but it’s the only place where I can get a little rest… I bet you’re able to understand that.” You softly shake your head, because you don’t really get what he means.
“Wait, Haz. How are you even able to get ‘a little rest’ when the paparazzi are chasing you all the time? They can go to that secret place also, right?” Harry looks at you infatuated.
“Well… That’s it: they can’t. They just don’t go there!” He smiles blissfully. “There hasn’t been anyone in that little park for years! Also, it doesn’t get maintained no longer, yet it’s beautiful.” You get all excited and a bit jumpy right now.
“I am actually really curious right now, Harry!”
“That’s what I hoped for…” Harry says, as the mysterious look on his face reappears. “Take my hand, and I’ll show you my secret.”

“Are we there yet?” You ask impatiently.
“No”, he says triumphantly, and you sigh.
“Your secret place is pretty well hidden, isn’t it?” Harry doesn’t speak and just continues walking. Right now you arrive at a dark and narrow alley. It actually looks like this is the home of some tramps: everywhere you look you notice large dirty cardboard boxes and trashcans.
“Um, Harry, are you sure this is the right way to go?” An uncomfortable feeling shows up in your tummy while looking around.
“Yes, I’m totally sure. All those months I’ve been here I have never gone in the wrong direction.” Harry chuckles.
Fortunately, a piece of light emerges at the end of the alley. Slow but sure, the gray asphalt overflows into soft and sandy subsoil.
“Huh?” You mumble. You look around and notice the typical houses of London totally disappeared. Large trees are located over here instead: they kind of shield the busy traffic and the sounds of the centre.
“Is this the little secret park?” You ask Harry. Though he grins again.
“Nope!” He smiles. You don’t get him anymore, for real. Where does he want to go anyway?
“I know what you’re thinking.” The look on Harry’s face is totally inscrutable, you can’t guess what he’s thinking at all. But before you can ask him about it, he already turns around. Your lips form a large ‘O’ when you arrive at the corner of the little round with trees:
Over there, hidden behind large vines and shrubs, you can nearly see a hedge. But only when you take a very close look, otherwise you could have never noticed it really. Harry walks further and pushes some vines a bit aside.
“Welcome to my place, my princess”, Harry says cutely.
Just now you notice that there’s a gate behind these neglected plants. It’s a great gate of oaken wood, with those old-fashioned rings on it to open it. Harry takes one of the rings and pushes against the door. With a crackling sound, the gate opens.
“How on earth is this place so well hidden?” You say agitated. Harry shrugs his shoulders.
“I don’t know, to be honest!” Right now you try to walk any further, though the ground is so muddy and dirty, that you get stuck. You blow a little lock of hair out of your eyes and start wiggling your foot, which got stuck in the mud.
“Stop! I don’t want you to fall over!” Harry shouts and you moan irritated. Harry tries to get you out of the mud pit, but he sinks into the muck himself right now.
“Okay, this is actually pretty funny”, Harry laughs and you sarcastically raise one eyebrow at him.
Suddenly your foot gets out of the mud and you both fall over at the same time, through the gate, into the park.
“Are you all right?” Harry says, but you can’t even hear him.
There are flowers, all around you. Flowers, flowers, flowers and even more flowers, in the most wonderful colours you’ve ever seen. You also notice it stopped raining: the sunlight gets through the clouds, so it creates a fairytale-like light on the park.
“Wow.”
A butterfly settles down next to you on a rose bush. You hear Harry closes the gate behind you and stands next to you.
“Wonderful isn’t it?” He sighs.
“Well…” You sniff and notice the sweet smell of the roses around you, which tickles your nostrils. The park, you’re also able to call it a little garden, isn’t that big, probably ten by ten meters. In the centre of the garden stands a fountain with a fish on it. Of course there’s no water in it anymore, except from the water the rain just caused.
Harry takes your hand and helps you stand up again. Before you can even protest, he pulls you closer to his chest. Harry slowly touches your collarbone with his hand, which brings you the shivers. You bite your lip as he lays down his hand in your neck and starts kissing your skin over there. Such little moves and still… really thrilling. You put your arms around him and start stroking his back with your hands. You want to say something, though Harry puts one finger on your lips.
“Secrets are there to be kept”, he whispers and he smiles.
Oh god.
Your cheeks turn a little bit red and you’re longing to his body more than ever before. You suddenly take his head in your hands and kiss him so passionate he gets a little bit overwhelmed. His soft lips touch yours and you slowly open your mouth, while Harry’s tongue starts exploring the area around your teeth. He lies down on the marshy ground, and you lie beneath him. Harry gasps a little and carefully slides one hand under your top.
He stops for a second and watches you questionable. You nod approvingly. Harry tickles the naked skin of your belly with his fingertips at first and slowly removes your shirt. He kisses your abdomen, your belly button and goes up until he reaches your lips again. He skipped your chest wisely.
You help Harry removing his shirt and grab his shoulder blades, to pull him closer, so his naked warm chest touches your skin. You lay one hand on his soft curly hair and the other one on his back as his lips find yours again.
“Babe?” Harry whispers softly.
“Yes, Harry?” You say, smiling at him.
“Can you keep a secret?”
“Of course I can, Harry.” Your voice sounds silent and careful. Harry moves his face closer, puts a little kiss on your forehead and whispers:
“I am in love with you.”

#Imagine Harry takes you on a date to the cinema. It’s actually your third date, the first one was at London and the previous date you’d been to a restaurant. London was a bit awkward, because you’d just met him, and the last one didn’t work out that well, because Harry secretly felt very ill. But he didn’t want to disappoint you, so eventually you both end up somewhere outside the restaurant, because Harry couldn’t handle it anymore and needed some fresh air.

So, your third date already. You are actually very curious and a little bit scared also, since the previous two dates failed. It was a bit like someone wanted to ruin it or something.

 

This time Harry doesn’t look ill at all, quite the reverse! He smiles widely when you walk into him, he was already waiting for the cinema for a while.

“Hey!” He shouts and he gives you a hug. When he lets you go again he looks at you very apologizing. “I’m sorry for what happened last time”, he says and he bites his lip, which is very, very attractive. He obviously doesn’t care, because he doesn’t stop talking.

“I promise this is going to be a wonderful night”, he says and he smiles at you. You do the same, a little bit shyly.

“Let’s go inside, I already reserved for that movie you wanted to see.” Harry grabs your hand and together you walk into the cinema.

 

After a few hours, your date with Harry is over. It was quite amazing indeed, like he promised: you both had a lot of fun talking to each other during the movie, now you finally have the idea you got to know him a bit better.

Right now you’re standing outside again.

“I have to admit I really don’t want to go home now”, Harry says.

“Me neither!” You scream out loud. Harry takes your hand again and smiles mischievously.

“We could stay here”, he says, a cute grin appears on his face.

“Yeah, we could…” You whisper, because you’ve already noticed this is the moment.

Harry looks at your hand he’s holding, and after that his green eyes meet yours. With his left hand he wipes a lock of hair away from your face, and strikes your cheek. You smile at him when he’s looking at your lips, like you have to give him the permission.

Harry brings his head closer and tilts it a little to the right. You close your eyes and suddenly you feel Harry’s lips touching yours. He puts one hand behind your back, while kissing you passionately. He rubs his hand on your back.

This kiss just feels so perfect: you never ever want to stop. It’s like the world doesn’t even exist anymore. It’s just you and Harry, no one else.

Eventually you let each other go, you stare into Harry’s beautiful eyes and open your mouth. Before you can say something, Harry places a finger on your lips and shakes his head. He smiles at you happily.

“Harry!” Very unexpected you hear a voice, coming from behind you. You turn around and suddenly your heart skips a beat: the guy who just spoke is Louis.

Disbelief is written on his face, and the look in his eyes tells you that he’s torn into pieces. Please say this isn’t true, you repeat in your mind. Everyone was allowed to see you with Harry, but...just not Lou. You quickly release Harry’s hand.

“Hi, Lou!” Harry says, unaware of anything.

“I think I need to go”, Louis whispers, he glances at you and turns around again.

“Louis, wait!” You shout, but Louis doesn’t reply. Harry looks at you uncomprehendingly. 

“What’s wrong with him?” He asks you, but you do not answer him, you just look at Louis, who just disappeared round the corner.

“He…” You swallow and Harry takes your hand again.

“Tell me what’s going on”, he encourages. You feel like you’re going to cry, though you try to tell Harry about Louis.

“I… He, we”, you stutter.

“Calm down, love, just breathe slowly”, Harry comforts you and he puts his strong arms around you.

“It was like two months ago”, you tell him, with his arms still around you. Harry is listening to you closely, while he wipes the tears from your cheeks.

“Louis told me he loved me”, you whisper. “But I said I didn’t feel the same about him. I thought it was over. And now… Now… I feel so bad for him, Harry!”

“It’s okay, beautiful”, Harry says. “It’s going to be alright, you hear me?”

“It’s not!” You cry.

“Love, stop!” Harry takes your head in his hands and forces you to look at him.

“I know Lou. It’s going to be all right, trust me. I’ll talk to him, he will be fine. Believe me.” He kisses your forehead.

“Thank you, Harry”, you say, and your voice breaks. “I feel a little bit better now.”

Harry smiles uncertainly. “Make sure you do. I don’t want you to cry anymore, it makes me feel sad.”

“Thanks again”, you say and you put a little kiss on Harry’s nose.

Harry kisses your cheek. “No problem. I’ll be there for you.”

ej skriven av mig 

#Imagine Harry is on tour with the boys and you miss him very much. You two decided to e-mail each other to keep in touch, so that's exactly what you’re going to do right now.

You’re at the park in your hometown right now and you brought your laptop with you. You take it easy and sit down under a tree, from where you’re able to watch everything around you very closely. Busy businessmen in suits pass by, while happy-looking children are playing with their toys. It’s a beautiful day, but you don’t feel joyous at all. Your eyes almost filled with tears, you take a look at your laptop screen and the last e-mail Harry has sent you. You haven’t seen him for about a month, which is too long. Of course he asked the management if you could go with him on tour, but they told him it was impossible. Unfortunately…

The last e-mail you got was full of depressive thoughts from Harry, saying he missed you so. He told you the shows they’d given already were really great, but also tiresome. Your eyes slide over the last sentences Harry wrote:

‘I actually sent you something pretty important, as kind of a surprise. It’s a letter. But you have to promise me, read it this Monday at 1:00, not earlier, not later.’

 

Yes: you also got a letter from Harry and you brought it with you today.

With your heart almost beating in your throat you open the letter. At first you don’t get it and you read it again. But it’s a bit mysterious, so you can’t think of the reason why Harry would send you this. You’ll do what the message told you to do, though:

‘What do you see when you look around? Text me.’

You take your phone and text Harry exactly what you see:

‘I can see businessmen walking around, mothers taking their children with them to the playground, couples sitting in the grass… And now? .x’

What do you have to expect?

You almost got a heart attack because of a bleep coming from your mobile phone: a text from Harry, obviously.

‘You’re at the City Park?’

You frown. Why does Harry even want to know this, does it make sense?

‘Well, yes I am. Why are you asking?’

Frustrated you push the ‘send’-button again.

“Because I needed to know where you were”, you suddenly hear from behind you.

“HARRY?!” You jump and almost drop your laptop on the ground. You turn around and it’s really Harry, he’s smiling at you, looking gorgeous as always.

“How… What…?” You stutter, but Harry runs into you and hugs you, he holds you tightly with his strong arms.

“I couldn’t handle it anymore, I missed you so much”, Harry whispers in your ear, he still holds you like he’ll never let go anymore.

“Me too”, you sob, a tear finds his way across your cheek.

Harry takes your chin in both hands and looks into your eyes. He dries your tears also.

“I love you, Harry”, you say.

“I love you too.” And Harry kisses you like he’d never kissed you before.

inte gjord av mig-

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Imagine today you had a date with Harry. You always had feelings for him, but this time he asked you out, you kind of yelled at your phone when you read it. You and Harry went to the cinema together to watch a romantic comedy, it was like a perfect first date. After the movie had finished Harry even kissed you…

Right now you’re lying in your bed, thinking about tonight and the perfect kiss in the end. You chuckle.
You’re almost asleep, but suddenly you got a text. You take your mobile phone and watch the screen, thinking it’s from Harry. But it’s not: it’s a message from your best friend, Liam.
‘Love, I need to talk to you. Is it possible to meet ya tomorrow morning? Xoxo.’
You frown and wonder what he’s talking about, though you send a message back: ‘Of course, at my house at eleven? See you there! x’. Liam only replies ‘Ok’ and with a weird feeling in your tummy you fall asleep.

That morning Liam shows up at your house. ‘Hi Liam!’ You say happily, but Liam doesn’t seem happy at all.
‘Hi’, he says almost silently.
‘Is there something wrong, Liam?’ You ask him, a little bit worried. ‘Come in!’
Liam walks in, but stands still in the corridor.
‘I broke up with Danielle’, he says abruptly. That statement makes your mouth hang wide open.
‘You… you what?! But why, Liam? I thought you had such a great time together!’
Liam just shakes his head. ‘We had… But it just felt like everything I did was wrong. My feelings for her aren’t the same anymore.’ He shuts his eyes and looks at the ground.
‘Aw, come over here’, you say compassionately, while you hug him. He puts his arms around you tightly and cries silently.
‘Babe?’ He suddenly says and lets you go. His eyes are moistly because he’d been crying and he watches you.
‘Yes, Liam?’
‘Do you know why I broke up with Danielle?’ Huh? You thought he just told you that?
‘Um, yes, you just…’
But Liam interrupts you, by kissing you softly and very unexpected. You join him because it just feels like it is meant to be, but when he lets you go again you feel like you just got hit right in the face. 
Liam.
Harry.
Liam AND Harry.
What just happened?

Din klänning:

 

Du skulle äntligen åka till London idag! Det hade varit en av dina drömmar sedan du var liten, och nu skulle det äntligen bli verklighet! Du stod på flygplatsen Arlanda i Stockholm, och väntade på att ditt flyg skulle bli redo för avfärd. Medans du satt och väntade bland bänkarna, lyssnade du på musik och omedvetet började du nynna till musiken. Du lyssnade på ''Up all night'' av ditt favorit band One Direction. Dom var i Sverige nu, vilket var komiskt, för nu när dom äntligen var här, så skulle du åka till London.. Du ryckte till, för någon satte sig brevid dig. - You have a really great music taste! hörde du rösten säga. Du kollade upp mot killens ansikte, och du fick en liten chock. Det var självaste Harry Styles som satt brevid dig. - Yeah, don't I? sa du lite ironiskt, och han skrattade till. - I'm Harry by the way! and you are? frågade han dig - I'm (ditt namn), and I kind off alredy know who you are.. sa du, för du visste mycket väl vem Harry var. Du visste allt om honom, och resten av killarna. Åh juste, vart var resten av killarna? Du kollade runt lite i flygplatsen, och såg att dom stod rätt så långt ifrån er, men du såg mycket väl att dom ibland vände sina blickar mot er och betraktade er. - So where are you going (ditt namn)? frågade han dig, och du vaknade upp ur ditt dagdrömmande. - Oh, ehm to London, and you? svarade du honom. - London, we have been here and recording our second album for almost 2 weeks!berättade han för dig. Du kollade nogrant på honom medans han pratade. Ni hade långa ögonkontaker, vilket Harry var bra på. Hans gröna ögon fick dig att smälta, och hans underbara röst.. han var bara helt perfekt! '' The passagers to London, the airplane is ready, you can now check in!'' Hörde du rösten i högtalarna säga, och både du och Harry reste er snabbt upp. - That's my plane, I sorry but I have to go! It was really nice meeting you! sa du hastigt medans du tog tag i alla dina grejer. Du gav honom en kram. Du fick en rysning genom hela kroppen, en konstig känsla som du aldrig fått innan. - Okay, nice to meet you too! sa han och du småsprang snabbt iväg.   Du checkade in på flyget, och när du kom in i flygplanet stoppade flygvärdinnan dig, - I'm sorry but we have a problem with your seat. We have to move you, if that is okay? frågade hon dig och du nickade. Hon drog med dig åt andra hållet, till en dörr där det stod '1 klass'. - wait! How much do I have to pay for first class? frågade du henne, eftersom att du inte hade råd med första-klass. - Nothing, it's for free, as a forgive for removing you! sa hon och du log tacksamt mot henne. Detta skulle bli spännande, eftersom du aldrig åkt förstaklass innan.   Flygvärdinnan visade dig till din plats, och hon hade berättat för dig innan att du skulle få sitta brevid en annan passagerare. Det var inget som störde dig, eftersom du ändå skulle få sitta brevid 2 i det vanliga flyget. När du kom fram till din plats fick du en syn på din kamrat som du skulle på sitta med i 3h. Det var Harry. Han kollade upp...   och när han fick syn på dig, spred sig ett leende över hans läppar. - Well hello there! sa han, och du satte dig ner brevid honom. - Hi! what are you doing here? frågade du honom, - Well as I said, I am going to London. And I sitt here alone, because Louis & Zayn sit together, and Liam & Niall sit together. So .. well here I am! sa han och du skrattade. - I hope I'm not gonna ruine your trip! sa du, för tänk om han inte ens ville åka med dig? - Don't think that! You'r gonna make it 100 times better! Now let's get to know eachother? sa han, och ni började snacka. Ni pratade halva resan, och när ni ätit eran mat, var ni båda sömninga. Ni fällde ner eran säten, och delade på en filt eftersom det var rätt så kallt.   *När ni landar*   Ni hade hämtat ut eran resväskor, och du hade snackat lite med resten av killarna. Dom var hur underbara somhelst! Du tog farväl av alla killarna, och sist var det Harrys tur. - ehm... I... Can... Can I get your number? frågade han, väldigt nervöst. När han sagt det, blev du hur glad somhelst! Harry Styles ville ha DITT nummer! Och du blev ju såklart inte bara glad för att han var din Idol! Du hade nog lite känslor för Honom, Inte '' Harry Styles från One Direction '' utan för honom. - Yes ofcourse! sa du och skrev ner ditt nummer på en lapp som du sedan gav honom. - Thanks! '' Harry, we have to go now! '' hörde du Paul ropa, och Harry tog snabbt upp sin väska och det var dags för er att ta farväl. Han gav dig en kram, och en lätt kyss på kinden. Du fick samma kännsla som du fått innan. Detta var verkligen en av dom bästa dagarna i ditt liv! ..

Du och Harry hade varit tillsammans i 3-4 månader, och Harry var nu på intervju..     Intervjuaren: Harry, so everyone is dying to know how you & Annie met. Mind telling us the story? Harry: Why not? Do you have time though? Like nothing to ask the other guys? Interviewer: Nope. We wanna know the story! Harry: Okay sure. Where to begin?   *Flashback*   Harry pratar:  Well, we our families were pretty close. We hang out together with some friends and all. Even after X Factor, we surely kept in touch. One day, she came out to visit me during tour and Louis, Annie and I were hanging at a bar. Just drinking and catching up you know? We had our laughs and all that. Actually, Annie doesn’t drink more than 2 glasses of vodka, so she rarely gets drunk. Unlike me, I drink a lot. It was almost midnight when we headed home. I think. Actually I cant really remember since I got drunk that night.   Lou, could you take the story from here?     Louis pratar: Sure mate! Well, Harry started dancing like crazy and yelling. Annie and I knew he was totally wasted! Annie, the sweetheart that she is, she said that we should probably head out since Harry is going crazy. So we left the bar and walked towards the hotel since it was just a few blocks away. Harry couldn’t walk straight so we had Harry put his arms over our shoulders. Harry, being the idiot he is, he started nagging or yelling things he never had the courage to say sober. He said, “Annie! You pretty!” or “Annie, I love you!” and other things. When we were right in front of the hotel, he tried to kiss Annie. Not just once, several times! Annie was like, “Harry, your drunk. Stop it.” and he was like. “I love you, Annie! Can you be my girlfriend?” “Harry, you dont know what your saying. We’ll talk about this is the morning okay?” she answered him. Then I said, “Harry, say good night to Annie.” Instead of saying good night, he grabs her hand and say, ''Could you tuck me in, An?” She had to or Harry while whine like a huge baby. So she did. “Love, here’s some aspirin. Get some sleep and I’ll see you in the morning.” she said.  Harry said, “Night night, An!” then I said, “Get some sleep curly headed freak!” We left his room and said our goodbyes.     Harry pratar: I can take it from here. I woke up with a massive headache and screamed my ass off. Luckily, Annie checked up on me before I woke up.  So she was kind of awkward at first, and I realized that I probably slipped what I really felt about her. I guess, it was time for her to know anyways. So I told her, “I meant what I said last night, you know. I love you since forever.” And then I just kissed her.   intervjuaren: ''awwwee''

http://twitter.yfrog.com/156v2coajbfolswqwzgfipuxz haha man måste bra älska dessa killar. Dem är allt för goa!!

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1. “I don´t even know why I´m doing this, I´m just hurting myself” you think to yourself as you keep scrolling down. You´re sitting on yours and Harry´s bed with your laptop on your lap, reading all the nasty comments Harry´s fans are sending to you. You´re pregnant in 7^th month with a little baby girl. The tweets have become even worse after the directioners found out that you were pregnant. Some comments are nice, some fans are genuinely nice and asking how you feel and what you and Harry are thinking about naming your daughter but the majority of the tweets are in the style of “I bet you became pregnant just so Harry couldn´t leave you” “I don´t think that Harry´s the dad. You cheated on him you fat bitch” “How can Harry love someone like you? If the child will look just A BIT like you it will be ugly as hell” You don´t know why you let these things come to you, you never really cared until you got pregnant, maybe it´s the hormones? But every time you got hateful comments like this tears started to form in your eyes, you didn´t know what you had done to deserve treatment like this. You knew when you started to date Harry that some fans would be jealous and you heard how the fans treated Eleanor and Perrie but you never thought that it would be this bad. You sigh, log out of twitter and close your laptop. A few minutes you´re just sitting there wondering what to do. Harry´s with his band mates, rehearsing for a concert later this week so he will not be home for a couple of hours. Suddenly you feel yourself getting hungry, you tummy starts to do that dying whale sound so you quickly walk down to the kitchen to see if you have some cookie dough for you to eat. “Of course” You mutter to yourself when you see that every bowl is empty. “I have to stop eating this much” For a couple of minutes you stand in front of the kitchen just staring at the content. “What does a pregnant woman have to do to get some cookie dough around here?” you mutter to yourself. “Is it worth to go down to the shop to get some?” You think through this thought for a few seconds before you decide that it is. “I´m a pregnant woman, I deserve every bowl of cookie dough that I can get” You grab your keys and head out to the store.

“Cookie dough, cookie dough, cookie dough” you whisper to yourself as you search among the shelves. You´re too busy trying to found what you camed for so you don´t hear that your name is being called until the person is standing right next to you. The person who was calling your name hasn´t noticed that you have noticed here so she keeps on talking to her friend. “Haha oh my God, look at her, she´s too busy searching for cookie dough so she doesn´t even hear that we´re talking to her haha” You instantly turn around and find two 15-16 year old girls laughing at you. “Excuse me” you say and raise an eyebrow. “I actually can hear, you´re not invisibly you know that right? Is it something you wanted to tell me, I have better things to do.” “Yeah, like searching for cookie dough. Do you think that Harry likes fat girls or something?” The first girl says while both she and her friend bursts out laughing. You feel how tears starts to form in your eyes but you refuses to let them see that their words got to you, you quickly turns around and head for the exit, but you don´t miss what the girls are screaming after you. “What happened? Don´t you want your cookie dough anymore? You know it´s 2 for one right? Sounds like a deal or what do you think?”

As soon as you come home you slam the door behind you and fall on the couch sobbing like crazy. You lie on the couch for hours, just crying. You don´t know how you ever will be able to stop your tears.  “What the fuck is wrong with people these days? How can I get hate just because I´m with the person I love?” you whisper to yourself. “What have I done to deserve this?” you feel the tears starting to form in your eyes and you start to cry again. You´re crying so hard that you don´t even hear when someone opens the door. “Babe, I´m home”  “I`m here” you try to say but you´re crying so hard that it becomes impossible to hear. “Babe? Is that you?” Harry appears in the door and when he sees you lying on the couch in tears he instantly rushes to your side. He throws himself down on the couch and takes your hands in his. “Babe, what´s wrong? Why are you crying?” You wipe away your tears and refuse to look at him. “Nothing” you whisper. “Jasmine, look at me” he says and cups his hand under your chin. “I can see that you´re crying, please tell me what´s wrong” You take a deep breath and promise yourself to not tell the truth, he will just be mad, it´s not worth it. You´re a bad liar so it´s hard for you to come up with a lie that he will believe. “I…I…fell” you immediately regret your words because you see that he don´t believe you. He frowns and stare deeper in to your eyes. “Jasmine are you trying to tell me that you fell and that´s why you´re crying?” You don´t look at him because if you, you know that you will start to tell the truth. “Yeah” you whisper. “And fell on the couch?” “Yeah” “And that´s why you were crying so hard that I couldn´t even hear what you were saying?” “Yeah” He sighs and forces you to look at him. “Babe, both me and you knows that you´re lying. Please tell me what is wrong, I really want to know” He stares at you with his beautiful green eyes wide opened. His hair is covered in a grey beanie and you can see his muscles under his white V-necked tee. He just looks so innocent and sweet that you have to tell him. “It was just some of your fans” you starts and you can immediately see how his body starts to tense up. You immediately regret your words because you know how he will react. “Please don´t make a deal out of this, it was nothing” you beg. “Go on” he says, completely ignoring your begging. You sigh and run a hand through your hair. “It´s just that I have received some nasty tweets since I got pregnant, they´re saying that you´re not the father and that our baby will be ugly and things like that, and today when I was at the store some girls…” You can´t continue because you start to cry hysterically again. Harry takes you in his arms and hugs you hard. He pats your hair and starts to hum “little things” to you. “Baby, it´s okay” he whispers and kisses your forehead. After a few minutes you´ve calmed down enough so you can go on. “They were mocking me about how fat I am because of my pregnancy, they said that you don´t like fat girls and that I really shouldn´t buy that cookie dough that I was looking for” You feel the tears starting to form again but you quickly wipe them away. Harry brings you closer to him and pulls you on his lap. You´re sitting there for a few minutes, not saying a word before Harry starts to speak. “It breaks my heart every time you´re sad, and these girls…I don´t know what I would have done if I was there” he turns to you and looks deep into your green eyes. “I´m so sorry that I leave you alone so much, you´re pregnant you don´t need any of this shit, if I only had been there to protect you…” You wrap your arms around his neck and press your forehead against his. “Harry, don´t you ever dare to try to blame this situation on yourself. It´s not your fault that these girls said these things, it´s not your fault” “But what if I had been there, I could have-““Hush babe” you say and kiss him lightly. “None of this is your fault. You´re an amazing boyfriend the best I could ever ask for. You´re always there for me and you´re the only one that I know who really understands me to 100%. So please don´t try to blame this on yourself, please?” He wraps his arms around you and brings you even closer. “I love you babe” he says and kiss you gently on the lips. “I love you too”

Later that night you see what Harry posted on his twitter.

“Seriously? I can´t believe what my girlfriend told me today. Even when she´s pregnant you can´t leave her alone. Girls you know who you are, you disgust me”