☆Sidemen Imagines and Preferences☆

#113• Harry Imagine

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Requested: nerdylunagamer

Song: Dead by Madison beer

Warnings: None

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I have an important announcment in my next imagine. Go check it out. xx

Kyra's POV.

'You could be anywhere these days, I don't even care no more'

I sat on the couch flicking through the television channels. Nothing interesting was on. I was bored and didn't know how to spend my Saturday. My Saturday used to be filled with cuddles and kisses. Laughter and love.

But that was when things were normal. Its been two week now and he hasn't moved on. We broke up because our lives were just too different. He was never really home because of his job and I never knew where he was.

I always worried if he was okay, if wherever he was, that he was safe. But now, now I don't care. He could be absolutely anywhere and it doesn't worry me anymore. But he doesn't want to move on.

'You only be showing me love whenever you've had too much'

Things have changed now. Before I used to have to wait up for him to get home. Cook and clean for him. He had stopped showing me affection. He only showed me love whenever he was having a bad day. Or whenever he needed it.

He didn't take into account my feelings. Things between us had just stopped working. I had to end it before it got too bad. The most painful part of it all, is seeing him now. Now, he was heartbroken and struggling to get back up on his feet.

He had to move on and live his life. He had to get over me and be happy. Even if it meant me hurting him, in the long run he will be okay.

'Baby no more showing up when you're not sober'

I heard the door knock above the pouring rain outside. It was night time and I already knew who it was. Every few days Harry would come crawling back, usually drunk, and try and get me back.

Each time is different. Sometimes he begs for me to forgive him, telling me he's sorry and he needs me. Other times he says nothing at all. Sometimes he tries to kiss me and come onto me.

I get up off the couch and answer the door. He was standing there pouring wet at my doorstep in the middle of the night. What was he going to be like tonight?

'Tryna fuck me and my mind up'

Harry looked at me and he had a small glint in his eyes and I could smell the alcohol from here. He stepped inside quickly and before I knew it one hand was on my face and his other hand on my hip.

I was pressed against the wall and his soaking body as he kissed my lips. For a moment there I didn't want to stop. For a moment everything seemed fine. He deepened the kiss as his hands roamed my body.

I shook my head and pushed him away from me. I need to let him go.

"Harry, you need to leave!" I push him out the door and go to close it but his hand stops it. He starts crying and I can't look at him without feeling guilt.

'You say you can't live without me, so why aren't you dead yet?'

"Kyra I'm so sorry. I love you and Im sorry that I didn't show you enough. I was stupid and blinded. I can't live without you. Please baby, I need you!!" Harry cried as he tried to grab my hands but I pulled them away.

"Harry...you need to leave. It's over okay?"

Harry's bottom lip trembled and he had to bite it for it to stop. Water dropped onto the ground as he stood there. His eyes met mine and I saw how broken they truly are.

"...I-it can't be over," He whispered softly and I felt my own tears coming up but I blinked them away. I had to be strong.

'Be careful what you say, say only what you mean'

"I can't live without you Kyra. I don't know how I'll move on without you. I love you, I need you," Harry begged.

"Then why aren't you dead yet?" I say. He was now on his knees looking up at me, a drunken heartbroken mess. But I couldn't let him back into my life. I just couldn't.

Harry was silent after that. Depressingly silent. A big part of me wanted to wrap him in a hug but the sensible part of me knew that if this was going to end, I couldn't.

I had to show him he didn't have a chance so he can move on and be happy. So he can live his life without any restrictions.

'Down on your knees you cry, you cry'

It was then, when Harry was on his knees, at his lowest point where I had to make the painful but necessary move. He kept eye contact with me as I did it. He saw the tears forming in my eyes but they didn't spill.

My hand gripped the door as I slowly started to shut it. The pouring rain was all I heard and Harrys soft whimpers. He was shivering and sad. The last second, I closed the door.

He was still out there but I had to forget about the past and focus on the future, and he wasn't in it.

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There you go I hoped you liked it xx

I actually really like this song, thank you for introducing it to me❤Next is a Simon imagine with an important message which Im a little scared about.

Published: 9.11.17
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