Harry Styles imagines

Clingy

The second you heard the water shut off in the bathroom you threw Harry's phone across the bed and went back to watching Stranger Things.

You pressed play but realized that you weren't even paying attention to the show anymore. 

You thought to yourself about how you were being clingy. And to what extent you were being clingy that made Harry want to have an earlier flight to leave.

When you read "before I do or say something I'll regret," you couldn't help but think about what he meant by that.

 It made your stomach clench and you felt even worse when Harry walked into your view.

He walked in the room with a towel hanging around his waist and went about his business to get dressed. You stared at him wondering if he still felt like you were being clingy since these texts were from days ago.

"Like what you see?" He asked with a smirk, taking your stare completely out of context.

You rolled your eyes at him at tried to go back to watching Stranger Things but your thoughts wouldn't leave you alone.

"What did Jeff say?" He asked.

"Nothing, but I just said you were in the shower and you'll call him back later," you said completely monotone.

"Oh ok, thanks babe," he said kissing your forehead, before grabbing his phone.

You stared at him yet again questioning if he got over you being clingy or if he's just really good at acting.

You watched as his fingers would type across his phone. Pause. Then start typing again.

"What did Jeff want?" You asked.

"Uh, nothing important. He just wanted to see if leaving on the 15th at 2am to Shanghai was okay with me."

"Oh," you said, "that's like basically tomorrow. Thought you were planning to leave on the 18th?"

"Yeah well Jeff wanted to go around Shanghai," he said, looking up from his phone.

"You liar," you thought to yourself.

 You were having a heated debate in your head about whether or not you should confront him or just let him be.

Harry joined you on his bed, resting his head on your chest and wrapping an arm across your body.

"Whatcha watching?" He asked, pulling you closer to him.

"Stranger Things," you said, trying to readjust yourself from his hold.

Not even five minutes have passed from laying like that, and you closed your laptop and got out of his hold.

"I think I'm gonna go home now," you said, getting your things together.

"What?" He asked, sitting up. 

"You just got here like two hours ago Y/N."

"Yeah, well I just- I'm just tired."

"You know you can always sleep here Y/N. I can go out in the living room so it's quieter for you."

"No I just want to go home Harry." 

Your sentence came out more urgent and stern than you expected and Harry noticed it.

"Ok, well... Let's go then."

The both of you walked out to his car and you immediately wished that you drove here rather than him picking you up.