Harry Styles Imagines and Preferences

All over again

HARRY'S P.O.V.

I continued to walk through the club I was in with Louis.

Niall was too busy stuffing food down his throat while Liam tried to tell him to calm down.

"Want a drink mate?" Louis asked me as we took our seats at the bar, he gestured my attention towards the the female bartender as she waited to take our drinks.

"I'll take a beer" I told her.

She nodded her head and gave me a wink.

She was cute....but nothing compared to Y/ N.

Y/ N.

My first ever love, who fell in love with someone else.

It kills me every time I think about it.

It hurts to know your first love isn't with you anymore.

Not because you were annoyed with them, not because they died.....but only because they fell in love with another person.

Once the girl grabbed Louis a shot and my beer, she placed them on the bar and Louis gave her a few dollars.

I placed my lips to the rim of the bottle, taking in the bitter cold taste.

"Come on babe" I heard an all too familiar voice say.

No.....

It can't be....

I turned my head slightly, just to see the reason my heart is shattered in pieces.

The reason why I can't ever believe in love again.

The reason I'm torn apart.

Y/ N....

She had the brightest, most beautiful smile plastered on her face.

Her eyes gleaming.

Hair flowing.

And I couldn't help but notice the parasite that stuck to her arm.

Her new boyfriend.

His biceps as soft as a sponge compared to mine.

His hair terribly groomed and-

Wait.....

Why am I even wasting my time judging this guy?

He's the one Y/ N left me for....

He's the one she wants.....

Not me.

It'll never be me.

Because I'll never be enough.

I'm never enough.

She sat next to me at the bar, apparently not noticing my appearance.

Wish I could say the same...

She was just as stunning as when she left me.

She leaned into the ass face she calls boyfriend, and started giggling as he engulfed her in his shit weak arms.

"I love you" I heard her say to him.

She placed her lips on his and my heart was ripped apart all over again.

How am I even surviving this?

The pain was tortuous.

The ache and agony tore me to pieces....the devil clawing and burning me from the inside out.

She shifted her attention to the bartender....but her eyes then landed on my hair.....then my eyes....and she froze.

She then realized.

Her mouth opened and an angel soon scared the devil out as my eyes met her beautiful ones I absolutely adore....or adored.

"Babe....let's go...." Her angelic voice cried as she kept her eyes on me.

Her boyfriend glared at me and I only rolled my eyes and looked away in return.

The two of them got up and left without another word.

"Aye man, you alright?" Louis asked me suddenly.

I looked towards him, noticing his eyes were wide at the enactment.

"Yea lad. I'm fine" I lied.

I turned back around just to see her one last time.

And my heart started to swell as she turned around to give me one more look back....before leaving me...all over again.