Harry Styles Imagines

Rescue Kit

Rescue by Lauren Daigle

"I can't do this anymore. It feels as if I'm waiting for the pin to drop. What else is there?"

"Us. There's us"

"No, Harry. That's the thing. We stopped being an us awhile ago"  Y/n shakes her head letting the few tears fall. "It's just you and me. And somehow it just became you and I was just fading away"

"I can't change your mind, can I?" Harry says twisting his ring. Wanting anything more to go back a day. But what's a days difference? "I'll sleep in the guest room tonight and I'll be gone by tomorrow" Harry nods his head and walks away.

The next morning...
It's been an hour since y/n has waken up. She's been sitting on the bed all ready not wanting to go out and see...no feel him gone. How can she? It's her fault. Both parties know this. But only one knows it's not because she doesn't love him anymore..no the opposite. She's so consumed by him it might kill her in the process.

Taking that first breath everything is already different. He's not here. His presence. His scent. Him. It's all gone now. Walking down the hallway the old memories of the happy faces that are plastered on the wall. The kitchen where the memories of burning food and late night dances were. The dining area where the memories of eating together and laughing talking about each other's day. The living room with a box on the table. The box labeled Rescue Kit.

"He kept it" Y/n mumbles to herself sitting down on the couch shakily sliding the box towards her. She opens it revealing a bunch of letters directed to her and him. The letters they wrote to another when away for long periods of time or whenever they felt. All dated and marked.

Except one. Y/n puts the others way and looks around confused as to why there's a new one. They haven't added letters into this for years.

For my greatest love, It reads on the top. Y/n opens it slowly and breaths in slowly before reading.

For my greatest love,
We haven't written to one another in awhile. We haven't needed too. We've been with each other for awhile now. All these letters were written with our hearts full of love, lust and commitment. Along the way each of those started to fade, like a star in the sky that has been burning for too long. We started to fade.

We started this Rescue Kit for a situation like this. For when it was time to throw in our scarves and say we faded enough into existence we don't even exist. Every letter in here proves we did love one another, but with every love comes pain. Because what is love if we aren't feeling pain.

We made promises we'd rescue one another when we needed. So why aren't we doing it now? Has our love faded that much?

If I were to answer these questions, I would say it hasn't. If anything our love is getting brighter, we don't love for ourselves darling, we love for one another. And you're right. We each started to fade. You started to love for me, while I was loving for you.

But if I were to write I stopped loving for you, that would be a lie. I love you my darling. I don't think it's possible for me to love someone else this way.

It's easy to lose yourself in someone, it's easy to be consumed by everything. But it's not easy to let go of that all. And it never will be.

But I will respect your wishes if this what you want.

I love you so much, just take my hand and let me love you for both of us this time.

Harry

"Please baby"

A sob comes out of y/n when she hears Harry. The paper now with wet spots. Putting the letter down she closes her eyes breathing in. She stands up and looks at her husband. Her husband who now has messed up hair, red swollen eyes. Why couldn't she feel him? Is this what it's come too? She looks between his eyes still memorized by the love he has in them for her. Only one conclusion in her mind. Only one irrational conclusion.

She lifts her hand and places it on his cheek feeling him lean into it. Tears coming down from both of their faces.

Because sometimes fading together is better than fading alone.
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hello loves! I'm back, hopefully for awhile this time.
I apologize for my absence, I wasn't doing well and couldn't write. I'm still not the best, but this came to me.

this imagine is inspired by All Your Perfects by Colleen Hoover and the song at the top of the chapter.

hope you enjoyed!

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much love
Xx.