Imagine Harry....

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"I didn't do anything!" You yelled into your phone as you paced Harry's flat. You had spent the last night with Harry as your boyfriend, Jake, came home drunk and threw you to the floor.

"You are so useless! You probably had sex with him! Lying slut!" He spat through the phone at you.

"I didn't do anything!" You cried out.

"Shut up! I'm not as stupid as you! I know you slept with him!"

"Give me the phone." Harry growled.

"No, sit down." You whispered. "Nothing-"

"Is that him?!"

"Y-Yeah."

"Give me the phone!" Instead of just saying it, Harry took the phone from your hands and turned around. "Harry Styles at your service." He gloated.

"Keep off of my girlfriend!"

"I think the answer to that would be a no. You treat her like dirt and I would treat her like gold. She deserves much better than you anyways. Besides, last night? We did sleep together, so you and her? Yeah, you're over. Good day sir."

Before Jake could reply, your phone was disconnected and on the couch. "Harry!"

"What, we did sleep together." He laughed.

"We didn't have sex though." You laughed at the entire situation.

"A laugh already? You're over him quickly." He smiled as he took you in his arms.

"Ah, I didn't really love him anyways, I think that was best." You smiled.

"So you ready to date other people yet or too soon?"

"No, I'm ready, I already have one boy on my mind." Him.

"Oh, a-and who is he?" He released you from his arms as he looked down.

'Now or never Sam. Now or never.' You thought. "Well, he's really sweet, he has the most amazing hair and the cutest dimples."

"Will h-he treat you right?"

"Yeah."

"Are you positive?"

"Well would you treat me right?"

"Of course babe, why?"

"Then yes, he'd treat me right."

"I don't get it." He looked down, he was genuinely confused.

"His name is Harry and he is standing in front of me." You laughed as his head shot up.

"S-Seriously?"

"Yeah." You smiled.

"B-But I-I mean, but I-I loved you a-and then you-and"

"Shut up and kiss me." You smiled and he complied.

The sparks flew as your lips moved in sync.

Finally.

"You love me?"

"Didn't that just answer the question?" You giggled.

"I guess. It's just, I have loved you for so long and seeing you with guy after guys that treated you terribly, I-I couldn't, it tore me apart. I will treat you like gold because thats what you deserve."

"And as for you, I will treat you like platinum because you deserve that."

"I love you Sam."

"And I love you Harry."