Harry Styles Imagines

Tea Time: Party

I couldn't bear to watch her give these hungry strangers a mental pleasure of ripping her clothes off. That was my job.

"Okay okay!" I shouted over the music as I jumped onto the catwalk, lifting her bridal style.

"Hey! Wh- ooh hello sexy." She slurred in her drunken state. I rolled my eyes and took her to an unaccompanied corner with a chocolate twin couch. I laid her across it in which she refused to stay still in.

"Hey...come back...I know you, you're my ex-boyfriend!" She shouted as I plopped next to her. "Harry,do you still l-l-love me?"

I was taken by surprise at her question. An honest drunk I see. She never used to drink this much when we were together so I was surprised to see her drunk. I didn't know what to say because I didn't know myself. Was I? I mean, I loved her before I left. But I was gone for over 3 weeks. That wasn't long enough was it?

"You're drunk." I stated, lightly stroking her hair with my fingers.

"So?...being dr-unk doesn't stop me from l-loooving you!" She sang. I sighed as I licked my lips. I stared at her, deep into her eyes. Ofcouse she had beautiful eyes. I fell in love with those 2 years ago by the bar.

"I hope you realise we can't be together again. We fight too much over nonsense, there's a lot of jealousy and accusations and like you said, you don't feel what you used to." I told her honestly. She wouldn't remember any of this by tomorrow so why not spill my guts out now. "I wanted to stay. I regretted leaving you because I knew I was making a mistake. But we can't be together if we keep fighting like we did."

She was silent after my rant, lazily glancing down at her fingers. I lifted her chin up with my thumb to see if there was any reaction at all.

"Well...I didn't ask for us to g-get back together. I simply said I looove you. You r-rant...when you're nervous or-or-or when you know something's wrong." She answered truthfully. I did rant when I was nervous, which I was. My heart was beating at a million per second.

"Yeah I know i do. Can I try something?" I asked, forcing her to make eye contact with me. I leaned my face closer to hers. She looked a little confused at what was about to happen. In an instant, I placed my lips on top of hers as a surge of goosebumps ran across my bodies. My heartbeat began to race even more than it did before. Before I knew it, our lips were moving in perfect sync for over 2 minutes.

"What do you think you are doing?" An Irish voice spoke above me. I released my lips from hers as we both opened our eyes. I looked up to see an irritated looking Niall with half his buttons undone.

"I was experimenting. Can I help you with something?"

"Yeah." He nodded his head as he grabbed a hold of Y/N's hand, lifting her up and placing her next to him. "She doesn't need an ungrateful man in her life who won't treat her like the angel she is. You've had your fun, now move on and find someone else's heart to mess with. And for you to take advantage of her when she's drunk. Pathetic Harry."

I was completely taken back. I did not expect such harsh words to come out of his little Irish mouth. But I guess that as what I get for messing with his 'angel'.

"Ni-"

"Shut up Harry and stay away from her."

"You're not one to tell me what to do. What do you know about our relationship!" I spat, angrily standing up from my position. Y/N looked intensely at me, as if she were examining something. He scoffed and entwined his fingers with hers.

"I have had to hear her constant complains about your behaviour, listen to mistreat herself, cry herself to sleep. She's my bestfriend, my little sister. You could never love anyone but ourself. You don't deserve her." He growled. It hurt. His words.Because they were true.

I sighed as I scratched the back of my head. Niall shook his head and sent a glare by my way before leading Y/N outside through the back.

So I guess this was the end. I love her, but how can we be together again if we always fight and she's got a crazy best friend. Maybe fate was telling me that we weren't meant to be together.

Or that I didn't deserve her.

Or anyone for that matter.

I hadn't even noticed the tears that had welled up in my eye as I thought about her. How perfect she was. And all she wanted was for me to love her. And I did, but I just didnt know how to show it.

Calling her a b.itch was not a good way to do that.

"Harry, mate...maybe you should go home and have a rest." Liam advised. I looked up to see they were all looking at me. They had all seen what had gone on just a minute ago.

I nodded my head as I ran out the to the double doors at the back. I huge gust of wind slapped me across the face. I saw her. Sitting on a wooden bench next to the dumpster. She looked up at me with tears in her eyes. I couldn't tell whether she was sober or not but she looked to be.

"I need an answer." She stated. I sighed as I sat by her on the bench, placing my hands in my lap.

"I don't know, I wasn't happy, you weren't happy. I thought maybe if I left, you could forget about me and be happy." I answered truthfully. She stared at me with red eyes from crying.

"Do I look happy to you."

"...I guess not." I watched her every move as she wiped the dry tears from her stained cheeks.

"I want to make an effort. I want to come home to you every day, kiss you and cuddle with you on the couch watching sappy movies. I have learnt my lesson and I-I can not lose you again."

"So you expect me to just come crawling right back to you?!" She shouted with a rasp in her voice. "After all I've been through with you. How do I know you won't mistreat me again."

I didn't r really have an answer for that. She shook her head as if saying 'we are done'. I opened my mouth various times to speak but nothing came out.

"I want to marry you, and have your babies. I don't want you to be with any other guy but me. I'm selfish, I know. But even if you were to be with someone else, I can't not love you and come back for you." She was quiet as she took it all in. "This was the club we met in. 12 July, 2013. You looked so bored and lonely whilst Niall was having a blast. I had heard so much about you from him so I walked up to you and bought you a drink."

"...And...you spilt it on my dress."

"And you were so angry at me, so I took you to my place and got the dry cleaners to take care of it. And we just talked...and made out a lot." I chuckled. She gave me a half-hearted smile which was a relief to see.

Silence was among us besides the sound of cars driving by.

"I'm sorry, I swear I'll be a be-"

"I love you too." She whispered, coming towards me to sit on my lap. A wide grin plastered on my face as I wrapped my arms around her waist. "I hope you don't just throw that away,"

"I won't. Trust me. I won't." I whispered as I placed my lips on hers. We moved in sync for a good 2 minutes until she released, making me frown.

"Niall will be back soon so..."

"Oh yeah. Let's keep this quiet until we sort ourselves out. Is that okay?" I asked, hoping not to send her over the edge.

"Good idea."