"Bullsh*t." You heard Liam cussed. Why does everybody have to act like this? You asked yourself. "So that's why you guys are acting like that huh? Why don't you go ask her name, Niall? She's the girl you're talking about right? The one you met at our first concert and you secretly stared at on our second concert." Liam added. Which made your body froze. Seriously?
"Why don't you come in first? You look so haggard." Louis said. The four went first. Left Niall and you alone.
"So.. come on?" He asked you then he lend his hand. Because you're too nervous, You went in first. But, you felt something when you passed at him him.
His hands intertwined with yours. How could he be so fast? :')
--> Harry Styles imagine:
"Girl, look."
"Omg the flirt is coming."
"Ew. As if she's pretty."
You heard people whisper in the hallway. You just keep walking with your head down. People hate you in your university because you and Harry Styles from the world top boy group are bestfriends. They're too insecure and they wanted to be you. They taught you're just taking Harry for granted. They taught you just wanted to be popular that's why you're keeping you're friendship.
"Hey, flirt." Someone said behind your back while you're getting stuffs at you're locker. You just ignore her because you know they're just going to bully you. "Can't you hear what I just said!!!" She told you as she pulled your hair.
They pulled your hair, slapped your face and harmed you. When the bell rang, they just walked away and went to their classes. They're so mean. You're now crying. They're always like that. And you're sick of it. You went to the school garden and called Harry. In three rings he picked it up.
"Hey!" He lively answered as he picked up the phone. You sobbed. You don't want to end your friendship but you need. For the benefit of all. To stop the hate from you and the hate from Harry. "Hey are you crying?!" Harry asked.
"No." You answered even though it's too obvious. "Harry let's stop this." You quickly said. Before you change your mind.
"W-what?! Are you serious!? Oh come-on! Don't fool me--" You cutted his sentence.
"I'M SERIOUS, HARRY! LET'S STOP OUR FRIENDSHIP. LET'S STOP EVERYTHING ABOUT US." You shouted.
"No. No. That won't happen. Where are you?" He asked. You didn't answer. You're just sobbing. "WHERE ARE YOU?!" He shouted.
"Harry can't you see?! I'm tired of the hate. I'm tired of--"
"I'll be there in five minutes." He said then he hunged up.
You don't know what you're going to do. You just keep sobbing. You're giving up you're bestfriend since Freshmen highschool. You're giving up the guy you love since Freshmen.
"So that's what you want?! You're just throwing our 5 years friendship just because of the hate?!" You heard Harry's voice somewhere at your back. So you're already sobbing for five minutes? You faced Harry.
"I'm tired of this Harry! I'm sick of the pain!" You screamed.
"I told you, just go home schooling! Come with me." Harry said.
"No. Harry let's just stop everything." You said.
"Why are you just giving up everything?!" Harry said.
"Why are you not letting me? Why do you keep holding on--"
"It's because I love you! I love you since Freshmen! I love you! I've been loving you for five years!" You were shocked when he said those. "If you're asking me to give up everything to stop the hate then I'm just going to accept the hate. Than to accept the fact that I'll loose my life, my everything." He looked down.
"Harry.." You said.
"Don't do this. Don't do this.." He looked at you. "Please." He asked. The next thing happened, tears started to flow from his eyes.
"I won't. I'm sorry." You said. He hugged you. Tightly.
"Thankyou. Thankyou." He said.
"And Harry?" You called.
"Yes?" He answered.
"I love you too." You said.
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