Harry Styles Imagines

73.Back to You

Song of this imagine:
Meet me in the Hallway by Harry Styles (love this)
Robbers by The 1975 (just to set the vibes ;))

"I told you, he only bought me a drink and I accepted it." I explained to Harry as we barged in in our hotel room.

"Yeah and you guys flirted?!" He yelled. I tried to calm myself but he's starting to get in my nerves because of the alcohol and his yelling.

"We did not! We're just....talking." I plopped down on the king bed and ran my hand through my hair.

"Talking? Are you kidding me? He's close to banging you!" He continued to yell while he removed his brown boots.

"Don't you fucking scold me about flirting with others like I didn't saw you grinding with that blonde whore back at the club!" I yelled back and his jaws clenched more if, its even possible.

"It was dark and I thought she was you until I saw you flirting with that fucker." He said, this time, his voice was a bit lower. He must think he was wrong as well.

"Oh shut up your excuses. That's bullshit." I rolled my eyes at him.

"Its true!" He raised his voice again.

"True my ass," I mumbled. "I might believe you if I hadn't caught you before!" I stood up again feeling a bit sober this time.

"Why are you turning it all against me?! You're the one whose bitching around!" He yelled and strides closer to me.

"I'm not bitching around! Why the fuck don't you believe me, Harry?!" I shouted in his face.

"Because its true and I saw it with my own two eyes." He yelled. His nostrils are flaring and his beautiful green eyes became frightening.

"You know what? That guy was asking my number earlier but I refused because I thought about you and I know I have a boyfriend. But you, I saw a lot of numbers of girls I didn't know on your phone!" I grew more and more frustrated as our fight became worse.

"Stop turning the tables! You're being an immature bitch right now! Those girls were nothing. They're already forgotten,okay. I have you and I don't fucking care about those girls!"

"That's the point! Do you suppose me to just let it go? Do think I could just forget those like you do? Well, fuck cause I can't! Every time I saw you with other girls, I can't stop myself from being jealous because who knows, you might be banging them in just a few minutes!" I yelled and now, tears are streaming down my face.

"Are you accusing me?" He spoke in a low voice and pushed me against the wall. I hissed at the impact and I was about to get away from him when he pinned my shoulder against it.

"Harry, let go of me." I said weakly but he didn't budge. "Harry! Fucking let go!"

"Shut up! You know what? I'm so tired of you accusing me every time! For fucks sake, Y/N you're the only girl I want but you always have this stupid doubts. I love you, okay? I don't know why I still even cared about you!" He yelled straight in my face and I felt like a million knives just stab my heart and ripped it all in tiny pieces. He seems to realize what he says because his face softens and his grip on my shoulders loosens. "Baby, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say those...I-I,"

"No, you're right." I walked passed him and took my coat and purse and made my way to the door.

"Baby, please don't go. I'm sorry, Y/N..." He hugged my from the back and I almost want to give in but I decided against it.