Harry Holland Imagines vol.1

Mental Illness vol.3

You're laying on yours and harrys bed, you're wearing his hoodie with the hood up the neck is up over your chin and up to your cheeks, you have the throw over you & that is pulled up to your shoulders.

Harry has become worried with how many down days you are having compared to your up days. He's given you your space that you demanded today, he brings you a cup of tea every hour just to check on you and make sure you're coping okay.

He's currently hanging up the clothes you've not had the enthusiasm to hang up the last 2 days. He's got your playlist playing and he's dancing around. You wonder to yourself what he has got to be this happy & energetic about.

Build me up buttercup comes on the speaker and Harry looks at you, hoping the song will change your mood slightly but the frown stays on your brow

"How can you frown whilst this song is playing?" He says with a little laugh. You had been bugging him with this song for the past week, it's the only song you've had in your head & you've been singing it at every opportunity.
You don't respond to Harry,
"I love you still, I need you more than anyone darling" he sings to you as he walks towards you, you look up into his eyes and start to tear up
"Oh baby, come here" he says softly to you as he sits down and scoops you up, cuddling you tightly as he sits you on his lap. You move yourself & wrap your legs around his waist, cuddling him tightly.

You realise what you wanted today was a cuddle not space and you breakdown into his shoulder
"I don't want to feel like this anymore" you say softly between sobs into the crook of his neck
"We'll get you some help darling, we're in this together.. okay?" He says softly as he kisses your cheek, you nod
"I love you" he whispers
"I love you too" you sniffle