Harry Styles Imagines

Remember that night?

Sorry I haven't been updating, lots of school and writers block. This is inspired by Sara Kays song, 'Remember that night?'. You should check it out, it's a great song and I love it so much.

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4 months ago, the worst happened. After a great 3 years together, my boyfriend, Harry Styles broke it off. We got into our biggest fight and he ended it. I was distraught.

Month one: It's been so hard on me. Most days I just want to stay in bed, wrapped up in my sheets. A literal pain in my chest from not having Harry lying next to me with his arms wrapped around me. What I'd do to see his smile or feel his soft skin again. "(Y/N), you can't lie in bed all day" my best-friend, Poppy said to me. "I can, I have been for 2 weeks" I grumbled. "Staying in bed isn't going to bring him back" she said. I sat up, slamming my hands to the sheets. "No, it won't. Nothing will but at least this way I can drown in self pity" I said. "One night? One night of drinks and fun" she said. I sighed. "One night?" I asked. "One night" she said. That night encouraged me to move on.

Month two: I've been feeling alright. I think of Harry less and I go out with friends, meeting new people but the same, heart-broken feeling would come back if I thought of certain memories. I felt like I was getting back to my normal life.

Month 5: Harry's been off my mind. I'm over it. I feel like I'm living my best life, going out, hooking up with guys once in a while, studying like usual. I've been so much better. I sat on my bed, watching tv and writing down notes from my book. "It's me" Poppy called. She has a spare key to let herself in. "Bedroom" I called back. She came in, holding a white, plastic bag. "I brought Chinese" she said. "It's 4 o'clock" I said. "Yes, I'm hungry and lonely" she said. I didn't study for the rest of the night. I sat with Poppy, eating Chinese and binging Netflix. At around midnight, Poppy went back home. I still stayed up, watching Netflix on my tv. My phone pinged. I was confused because it was 2am, it was a cold night and the rain was pouring it down. I picked my phone up from my bedside table.

'Remember that night?' was all the text read. Why was Harry texting me? But for a matter of fact, I knew exactly what he was on about. There was one night, a year ago which was the best night of my life.

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*One year ago*

I kept rolling round in bed, unable to sleep. I didn't want to wake up Harry as he was peacefully sleeping. I slid out of bed. I pulled on a pair of sweatpants and the t-shirt Harry had on earlier. I walked into the bathroom, brushing my hair. I preferred to keep my hair down and I wasn't seeing anyone so I didn't need makeup. I walked back out the bathroom, slipping on a pair of socks. "Where are you going?" Harry asked. His voice was deep, and raspy. "For a drive. I can't sleep" I said. He got out of bed. "I'm coming, you have no say" he said. He pulled on some clothes before picking up his car keys and following me downstairs. It was so sweet Harry was coming with me. 

We got into his car. I checked the radio screen for the time. 1:34am. I couldn't believe I had let Harry drive for the fact he just woke up. He started the engine, backing out the driveway. For about an hour, we drove around, going no where in particularly. It was pouring down with rain but we didn't care, it added to the aesthetic of our 2am drive. Harry pulled up outside a park. "What?" I asked. "If we are doing this, we're having some fun" he said. He climbed out, not even bothering with a coat or umbrella. I smiled, getting out as well. I walked round to Harry. He took my hands, dragging me into the park. The only light was coming from the street lights dotted around. He stopped walking, turning around the face me. We were drenched in rain but right now, I didn't care. He pulled me in, pressing his lips to mine. I kissed him back, instantly wrapping my arms around his neck. His arms slid around my waist, holding me against him. The kiss was slow but passionate and tender. I pulled back to look in his emerald green eyes. "I love you" he said. "I love you too" I said.

 We played and danced in the rain till I was freezing cold. Harry drove us back home. We walked back upstairs and changed out of our wet clothes and into warm, fresh ones. Harry looked over his shoulder, smiling. "What?" I asked. "Just such a great night" he said. I smiled, climbing into bed. 

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I felt heart broken all over again, now thinking of that perfect night we spent together. I walked to my kitchen, taking out a spoon and my tub of Ben and Jerry's ice cream out my freezer. I sat down on the floor, slowly eating. I thought about all the good days we spent together. It was like the first month all over again, everything reminding me of him. 

In the next couple days, I didn't want to do anything anymore. I prayed I'd be okay again but nothing worked. I went out, I tried hooking up with someone but I just broke and walked away from him. I wish I could do that with Harry. Walk away, but everything brought me back to him.