Collection of Imagines/One-Shots

Harry styles: he cheats

Harry Styles - He Cheats

*Imagine you and Harry have been dating for around a year and a half, you came home earlier than normal to find him with another girl in his arms in your bedroom*

"(Y/N) wait!" He shouts, bursting through the door and running after you. You can feel yourself becoming more and more breathless but carry on running, needing to create as much distance between the two of you as you can. You need to get away from him, away from her, away from this whole messed up situation.

Looking behind you can no longer see him, you slow down and pull out your phone. You decide to ring your best friend, knowing she will be able to help and will know exactly what to say and do. After a couple rings she answers, immediately concerned when she hears your crying.

"Hey, (F/N) can I ask you a favor? Yeah....no.... an you get me a one way plane ticket? I don't care where I justs I need a break... no just one... he... he... he cheated!" You blurt out, not realising how much saying out loud would actually hurt you. Your hand falls down to your side, cutting off the call you stop, crying harder and falling to the ground. You push yourself up against a nearby wall, curling yourself up and sobbing. You cry so much you begin to question if you will ever be able to stop.

You very faintly hear footsteps getting nearer and nearer, ignoring them but praying they're not Harry's. Much to your disappointment they are, your curl yourself up tighter, feeling like you're unable to move.

"(Y/N)! (Y/N)) baby" He says in a soft voice, crouching down to your level and wrapping his arms around you. Almost immediately you unwrap his arms and push him away causing him to stumble.

"Don't touch me Harry!"

"Please (Y/N) hear me out, it's not what you think I..."

"No Harry," You interrupt, "you hear me out!"

With tears still falling from your eyes you take a deep breath. "All this time I've done nothing but love you and treat you like you were the one because I really thought you were. And I thought you loved me! You told me yourself that you did and I believed you!" You begin to cry harder, becoming less angry and simply becoming more and more upset. Your voice becomes more quiet. "We made plans Harry, we planned a future together and..." You pause, thinking of all those conversations the two of you have had. "Were you just lying when you said that you wanted to get married move house and have kids? Were you lying when you said you loved me because I wasn't. I love you Harry"

"No, I do love you (Y/N) I just..."

No Harry! If you loved me I wouldn't have just found you in our room with another girl. You still think you love me?" You pause, beginning to stand up, looking at him. "Then prove it." And with that you start to walk away.

He quickly reaches for your arm, trying to pull you back but failing. You stand your ground, staying strong and grounded, not even turning to look at him.

"Please look at me." You sigh, turning to face him.

"What Harry?" You look at him with anger and confusion as he reaches into his back pocket.

"I wasn't kissing her like you thought."' He says more calmly. "She was able to get this for me." He pulls out a small red leather box. You look at him confused. "I was kissing her cheek because I had been everywhere to try to find this."At last he opens the box and you gasp at what's sat inside. Your mother's wedding ring, the one she reluctantly sold just days before she died.

"Is that?" He nods, you reach out and trace your finger over the middle gem. "But it can't be. How?"

He doesn't reply, instead he gently gets down on one knee. You stand there staring, in complete shock.

"This isn't quite how I imagined doing this but," He shrugs, taking a breath before continuing. "(Y/N) I promise to love you forever. I promise I will be there through thick and thin. I will never cheat or hurt you in any way and if I do I will spend the rest of my life trying to make things right. So will you do me the honor of marrying me?"

For a moment you stand there still in shock, tears beginning to fall again but this time for a different reason. 'Yes. Yes. Yes!" You say, becoming more and more excited each time. He smiles, standing back up again and placing the ring on your finger. You look at it and smile, throwing yourself into his arms. Happier than you ever have been, feeling that you're finally where you belong.