Harry Styles Imagines

Friend (2)

I recommend listening to IV. Mrs. Dalloway:Meeting Again by Max richter.
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Two weeks. That's how long it's been since the party and contact with Harry. He tried calling you a bunch of times and texting you, but you never answered. You were hurt. You knew that you guys were just sleeping together, but it still didn't stop the thought of maybe being something more. Over the past two weeks, the word friend was patched into your mind.

"So we can meet next week maybe for lunch to discuss the dance and everything?" Aaron your new dance partner was asking you. He's been slowly suggesting dates to you for the past week now and you've been dodging them.

"I'll let you know probably best to meet in the studio if anything" You decline nicely nodding your head and walking towards your apartment. You angry at yourself. Here you have a great guy, but your still in love with the guy who was so sure to say you were his friend. You make it to your apartment but stop when you notice Harry leaning against your door.

"Uh hi" He says pushing off the door with a slight nervous smile. His hair is messier and he's playing with his rings.

"What are you doing here?" You ask going to your door unlocking it with shaky hands. You can't help but breathe in his cologne and get the feeling of home from it.

"I miss you y/n" He says stepping closer to you. Harry puts his hand on the small of your back and you can't help but open your door and step in fast. "Why haven't you been answering my calls?"

"I've been busy" You say standing your ground but wanting more than anything to run and kiss him. He walks into your apartment and follows you into the living room.

You on one side, him on the other. So much space.

"For two weeks?" He spits out now angry at you. For ignoring him, for leaving the party and at himself for not being here earlier.

"Some of have our own lives Harry" You spit back out hating yourself for loving him. Harry scoffs and glares at you.

The both of you trying to figure the other out.

"Why'd you leave that night y/n?" Harry sighs out almost calling you baby. That makes you angry. Does he truly not know? Does he truly not see how you feel about him or act towards him?

"You really don't know" You chuckle humorlessly feeling the tears coming. "Do you remember what you called me when she came to say hi?"

"A friend" Harry says shrugging like it's not a big deal. Because to him it isn't. You are his friend. "I don't see the big deal"

"The minute she came over you forgot about me. You let go of me and held onto her. When she asked what we were you jumped at the opportunity to say we weren't together" You say with a higher tone but not yelling yet. You choke back the tears not letting him know how much you truly are hurt.

"Because we are friends!" Harry yells out trying to understand what's y/n problem.

"Friends don't fuck like we do" You spit out bitterly. Harry sighs out know understanding the problem.

"Y/n we-we never said what this was. You never told me if you wanted something more" Harry says in a calm voice which only gets you more angry.

You nod your head and chuckle at yourself for thinking that maybe just maybe he wanted something more. "Why was it all my choice? Did you want anything more?" You ask and already regret it.

"I-I don't know" He whispers out. You take in a shaky breath and get ready to say the next things that will break you most definitely.

"Don't worry you won't have to know because we're done" You say clenching your hands together.

"Y/n no. I don't want that. Can't we just go back to how it was?" Harry steps closer to you and you match with one back.

Your heart shattering.

"Are you only with me for my body? For the sex?" You mumble out. Harry's eyes widen and he immediately shakes his head.

"No! Absolutely not!" Harry insists. He truly isn't. "I like you y/n. I like your personality, your brain, your looks, the way you make me feel. Your body and the sex is just an added bonus"

"But yet I'm your friend" You look back at him. "I'm in love with you Harry but I think you already knew that. I think you've known this whole time but you aren't in love with me so you let yourself forget. You aren't with me for sex but you also let me continue to sleep with you knowing I loved you. And yeah I could've stopped myself but I knew it was the only way to see you sometimes" You say shocking Harry. You can't believe you admitted it. But it's not the shock of you telling you love him on his face, no. It's the shock of only having sex to see him. "Oh my god you knew"

"You said it when you thought I was sleeping" Harry whispers out regretfully. You shake your head and let the tears fall because it just proves everything you've said. You walk to the door and open it looking back at him.

"We're done. Go" You say not looking at him.

He knew.

"Baby"

"Go! If you feel anything for me you'll leave now!" You scream out not wanting him to see you break down completely. Harry walks into the door frame and whispers out something before walking away.

"I'm sorry"

You slam the door shut when he's gone and slide down the door breaking down. You run your hands through your hair and look into the living room, the kitchen and the outside replaying all the memories of you two.

He knew.

But that isn't what hurts the most. It's that he never said it back.
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a long one. over due.

hope you enjoyed this

Two options with this.

One I make this into three parts and end it.

Two I make this into a fan fiction with more parts and back ground with everything.

You pick. The first option I cannot promise a happy ending, same goes for the second but with the second you get more scenes of them.

Also if I did a fan fiction with this imagine, it would put on hold the "first" imagines I have planned.

So you pick which fan-fiction; I already have plans for both.

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