Harry Styles Oneshots

Through the Darkness [Werewolfrry]

Harry's ex is in town and she's after you.

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You knew it was coming, had been preparing yourself for the past week, but no matter how ready you thought you were, the second those words slip from his lips, all that preparation goes flying out the window.

"I don't love you, you need to leave. You're not welcome here," he shrugs as though his words hold no effect, but they have your knees buckling, head spinning.

You feel sick to your stomach, bile raising in a toxic burn up your dry throat. The room begins to spin, and it's like you can feel the crack in your heart begin to split it into two.

You knew it was coming, yet it was only yesterday he was kissing all over your face, making you giggle and feel loved. Told you he loved you, that you were his mate, the only one for him. What a joke.

You try desperately to compose yourself, to will the tears back and not shudder out a broken cry. But no matter how hard you try, how hard you silently beg and will yourself, the tears begin to pool in drowning waves in your eyes.

"But... but I don't understand?" you croak.

You try to take a tentative step toward him but he only takes two steps back, denying you any form of closeness.

"What don't you understand? I don't fucking love you. I don't want you, alright? Get your shit and get the fuck out," he spits it through gritted teeth, eyes glowing that familiar amber that once brought you comfort.

"What did I do? We were fine yesterday, Harry. What... What about Liliana?"

There's no sense of shame or pride in your desperate voice. How can there be? A new threat comes into town, and you're kicked to the curb by who you thought was your own mate. Shoved out and away from your pack, away from everyone. Left entirely alone.

"We were never fine, Y/N. You've always been a toy and now I'm done with you. I care about the pack, not you. I couldn't give a shit about what happens to you."

You don't bother hiding the tears, don't bother trying to conceal the sobs that tear through your chest and Harry just shakes his head at you, looking at you in disgust. Looking at you like you're nothing compared to him. Nothing to him. But he's everything to you.

"You told me you loved me," you hiccup.

It's pathetic really, how messy you've become a matter of seconds. How your entire life can change in the blink of an eye. You're left thinking, questioning if anything between you was ever real.

Harry rolls his eyes. "How else was I supposed to get between your legs?"

The entire house falls silent, though Harry and the rest of the eavesdropping wolves can still hear your heart shatter in your chest. You suppose you've got your answer.

"Fuck you."

You shove past him before he can catch sight of your tears. You can't handle the idea of him seeing you even more vulnerable, weak.

As soon as you open the door, the others jump away in an attempt to conceal their nosiness. None of them can look at you, their eyes glued to the ground and that only hurts you more. They're not just your friends, they're supposed to be your family, your pack.

You shove past them, too, not bothering to collect your things. You can't be anywhere near any of them right now, so you leave. Broken, tearful, lost. You leave, and they let you.

The pack watches their alpha exhale a deep breath through gritted teeth, can see his claws piercing the soft skin of his palms as he tries to control himself.