D.T. Imagines

Break up; part 2

You placed your drink down, grabbing ahold of your blue berry muffin and taking a large bite out of it.

You savoured the taste for a bit, a sigh escaping your lips as you felt hole again.

Ever since you and Grayson had broken up, you cried nearly every night for the past week, but you started to feel a little better. Not to mention Harry Styles, the owner of Styles & Co had been messaging you.

You might just have a chance on getting a new designer job. Plus your boss would be super hot.

Just as you set down your muffin, a screeching sound erupted from in front of you. You looked up quickly, face to face with your ex. Grayson Dolan.

"What do you want?" You asked, cocking an eyebrow.

"I-I just wanted to come and openly apologise to you." Grayson replied, lowering his head. You were slightly taken aback. Grayson NEVER apologised, so the fact that he was about to, made you all ears.

"For what?" You asked.

He looked up, his eyes narrowing but soon dropping again.

"For being such a dick to you. I hadn't realised how much I really missed you." He grumbled.

You were about to reply to his sentence when he reached across the table, taking your hand in his own big one. Your heart leapt, pulling your hand away and into your chest.

"Y/n, please be mine again." Grayson spoke, his eyes filling with particles of hope.

You stared at him for a good minute.

Did you really want to get back with Grayson?

You thought for a moment, thinking back to how he would always accuse you of cheating, always being jealous over any guy who would remotely look at you. These last few weeks have been great for you, you've been free, and now you even have a chance to get a job and maybe even a new boyfriend, who was non other than Harry Styles.

"Gray-" You began but he cut you off.

"Please, y/n, I promise I'll never hurt you or accuse you of anything! I still love you." He said. Your eyes filled with shock, but now anger.

"You know what Grayson?" You started. He looked up, more hope accumulating in his eyes.

"It's a no from me." You said, putting on your best British accent to copy Simon Cowell. Grayson's face dropped.

"What-?"

"No!" You yelled.

Suddenly, Grayson's eyes turned dark. He stood up, throwing your drink across the room. A few people gasped as you sat there, your lips sucked in.

"Fuck you, y/n. I should never have tried to get your bitch ass back." Grayson grunted.

Just as he was about to leave, a tap was set onto his shoulder, he turned around, only to be met with a blow of a fist to his face.

More people gasped as your eyes widened.

Harry looked down at Grayson, a sneer on his face.

"Don't ever touch her again." Harry growled, kicking Grayson in the side as he groaned quietly.

Your eyes wide. Harry turned around, a lazy smile on his face as he held his hand out. You gladly took it.

"Come on love, lets go out and grab some Chinese." He said, a smile on your face.

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I hope you liked it!

Sorry I had to make Grayson a jerk in the last one :((

But not everyone can get what they want, and hey, at least we got some Hazza action.

Speaking of Harry, I see him in concert next April and I'm over the moon!

I hope you liked this

I love you all!

~ Chels