Shades Of Styles

You have a huge fight

"All the fucking magazines say it (Y/N). Stop fucking lying" Harry yells at me. 
"I don't care what the fuck they say Harry! I didn't do it" I yell back with more force. 
"Well someone is lying" he moves closer to me with the magazine in my hand. 
"I'm not fucking lying...you believe some rumors in a magazine more then you believe me?! Unbelievable" I scoff and plop down on the couch with my arms crossed.
"Well when every fucking magazine in the history of the earth says you did then how can I believe you?" 
"Because I'm your fucking girlfriend Harry! I have been with you for 7 years-before all this One Direction bullshit." 
"Yeah like that proves anything. Once I got famous it must have been real easy for you fuck any guy you want." 
"Yes it is actually but the funny thing about that is...I haven't fucked any guy besides you in my entire life and its really ridicoulous that you would think otherwise" I stand again. "Its insulting to me that you would think because a magazine says that I'm with someone else"
"Well I'm gone an awful lot (Y/N). It has to be easy for you to fuck someone when I'm not around for months" 
"Harry for the last time, I didn't fuck anyone besides you." 
"You have too cause your just a whore" he spits and I slap him as hard as I possibly can. How dare he even think about saying that to me. He stands there surprised by what just happened and I don't move an inch, were almost nose to nose staring each other down. 
"Now that you have shut up I can talk. First off, don't you ever call me a whore ever again or I swear to god I will walk out that door and never look back. Second, Harry I love you, no matter how many times I have to tell you I have never slept with another man in my entire life and you still don't believe me. I have been with you for 7 years! Before you were famous, before any stranger on the street knew you. And for to think that I would ever want to be with anyone besides you is beyond me and the fact that you believe some stupid magazine over me hurts. It does. If I wanted to be with someone else I would have walked out that door a long time ago and never looked back I haven't and I don't plan on it. So if you want to believe the media over your girlfriend of 7 years then you go ahead but I will leave you. And if you don't believe me, try me" I shout. He stays quiet and looks anywhere else besides my face. 
"Okay...I'm sorry." he sighs. "I just get...jealous sometimes and thinking of you with another guy makes me freak out. And even a picture of you photoshopped with another guy makes me so angry." 
"I am so pissed right now, I can't even think straight. I need some air" I go outside and sit on the steps. 
"(Y/N)?" Harry comes outside. 
"What do you want Harry?" I ask not looking at him. 
"I'm sorry...I know that isn't enough but I really am" he sits on the step below mine.
"I shouldn't have to spend 2 hours trying to convince I didn't cheat on you. You should just know. We have been going through this for like 4 years now. I magazine would make up some shitty rumor and do you remember what we would usually do when that happened?" 
"We would open up a bottle of wine and sip it while reading those rumors and laugh" he looks up at me. 
"What happened to that?" I ask. 
"I guess there were just to many rumors, to much hate. Its hard to laugh off when the whole world thinks of your relationship as a joke or being fake. I mean, we know its not, our friends and family know its not...hopefully most of my fans know its not but thats not even half of the world. Most of the world laughs at us and thinks were a joke and thats not easy to live with" he looks out into the dark, cold night. 
"I guess so, but I feel like we have gotten so strong the more people hated us or laughed us. But..." I breath in. "Its not as easy as it looks" I look at him. 
"Yeah I mean...most of my fans think I'm in love with my best friend and that sucks, that hits me deep. People that I thought loved me and looked up to me think I'm gay and they see me with you and think were fake...we've been together longer then I've known the boys, why would they think that? I mean, I love Louis..I do but as a brother" 
"Sometimes I like to think they think that because they want what they can't have so its easier to say your not available because your gay so theres no chance in hell they could be with you then you're in a committed relationship with a girl you have been with for 7 years and love deeply and theres no chance in hell they can be with you because of that." I shrug. 
"Maybe..." he moves up to my step and grabs my arm pulling me clsoe to him. "What do you say we go inside, open a bottle of wine and laugh at the rumors like we use to." he looks down at his shoes then up at me. 
"I'd like that" I smile and we get up and go inside.