Harry Styles Imagines

Contacts

HARRY

I placed the last cushion on the large round couch before plopping on it and taking my phone out to check my twitter. I read the same regular comments from fans asking me to follow them, which I did to about 10. It was incredibly quiet as Y/N was asleep upstairs in my bedroom due to the fact that she had been ill for the past 2 weeks. I couldn't stand the thought of leaving her in her apartment alone whilst she was sick so I forced her to stay here. We had visited the doctor twice but he said it wasn't anything serious or dangerous, so I didn't have to worry about catching what she may have.

I heard the door slam open, which made me jump to my feet, rushing to the door where the boys all piled in with various items in their hands.

"Gosh, you're like a trampeed of elephants. Y/N's asleep up stairs." I shushed as I took the boxes of pizza from Niall's hands and put them on the kitchen counter. Zayn quickly rushed to the toilet, Niall began eating and the rest of us sat around the Island.

"She still sick mate?" Liam asked with concern in his voice as he stood up to get a bottle of water. Louis reached over and grabbed a bottle of beer, offering me one but I declined.

"Not as much, she'll be okay by tomorrow I reckon, she's just been a little tired from the lack of food." I replied, taking a slice of pizza and biting into it. Zayn walked back into the kitchen and sat down across Niall, Louis and I but next to Liam on the Island.

The topic was soon changed as we discussed relationships amongst ourselves. I used to think it was weird, but when I met Y/N, it felt natural. Just at the thought of her, my phone vibrated loudly on the counter, bright words written on the screen.

Future Mrs Styles

I looked up to the boys who all held sly smirks on their faces. I blushed at it and slid my finger across the screen to answer the phone.

"Hey, how are you feeling?" I asked with concern in my voice. I heard shuffling on the other side, which I assume she was getting out of bed.

"A little better babe, thanks. Are the boys here?"

"Yeah." I replied, putting it on speaker.

"Oh, hey guys! Thanks for the cards by the way, it was really sweet of you." She thanked loudly. I laughed at her as I removed it from the speaker after the boys welcomed her. "I'm gonna have a shower, I have to be at the doctors at 1. If you're going out, can you please leave your keys." She commented before hanging up. I placed the phone down and came in contact with 4 pairs of nosy eyes.

"You're so whipped mate." Louis commented, taking my unlocked phone from my hands into his. I rolled my eyes at him, trying to cover up my blush but it really was no use. As I looked up back to them, I immediately spotted the confused expressions and frowns on their faces. I rose an eyebrow as they all looked up at me. "Who's Lola?" Louis asked.

"And Zara?" Niall followed.

"And Chelsee, Mya and about 10 other girls we've never met in your contacts?" Zayn asked, folding his arms across his chest. I gulped deeply, not exactly having a response that wouldn't sound as if I was un-loyal. Which I wasn't. It wasn't cheating if I didn't do anything wrong. Right?

I sighed as I opened my mouth to speak. "Their these girls I met at Niall's party. I swear, I-we didn't do anything. We just talked and sure flirted a bit but...I was just angry at Y/N so I wanted her to see me with them. I swear on my life I didn't even touch them." I rambled in nervousness, bringing my hands up in defense. The boys had always been senisitive to cheating, and especially towards Y/N. Louis glared at me, deciding on whether he wanted to believe me or not. The rest of the boys exchanged unpleasant expressions, clearly not believing a word I said, even if it was true.

"Fine. But you better delete these contacts. I don't even want to know what you've been texting to these girls. You wouldn't want 'Future Mrs. Styles', seeing this now would you." Liam demanded, suddenly being angry at me. I licked my lips, surprised by the sudden attitude. I immediately felt as if I was on trial or in court. Ever since I had sort of cheated on my last 2 girlfriends, the boys have been way over-protective of Y/N, considering she was so innocent. But I know I would never do anything to hurt her.

"I swear, im not c-"

"Don't wanna here it mate. Delete these before you hurt Y/N."