Harry Styles Imagines <3

//Empty bed//

"Carly, I'm going to the studio." Harry shouts from downstairs. I quickly get out of the shower, wrapping a towel around me and walking downstairs.

"Again? That's everyday this week." I sigh.

"I know, but there is stuff to be done, songs to be recorded." He says.

"I barely see you anymore Harry." I whisper. Its true, he's gone so much there is only time to say hello when he comes back, because it's really late and we have to sleep. And then he leaves again early the next morning.

"I'm sorry babe." He kisses me softly on the forehead before walking out the door. I hear his car start and zoom off down the road.

I go back upstairs and finish getting ready, before picking up my phone and calling Niall.

"Carly?" He says when he picks up.

"Hey Niall."

"What's the matter?"

"I don't know, I was just wondering if you guys are all at the studio?" I ask, because it is a bit strange how much Harry is out.

"Yeah, we all are." He says, and I breathe a sigh of relief.

"Who are you talking to Niall?" Comes Liam's voice from the background.

"Carly." He says back.

"Put it on speaker." Louis shouts, and I hear the beep which means the whole room can hear me now.

"CARLY" Louis is obviously shouting right into Niall's phone.

"Ahh, shit louis, that hurt my ear." I groan, and he laughs. "Why did you want it on speaker?"

"So I could do that." He laughs.

"Well, I'm going to go now." I join in, laughing too, before I hear the phone being passed around and it beeps again, telling me it is back off speaker.

"Carly?" Harry asks.

"Umm, hi Harry." I mumble, I don't know why I am suddenly so nervous.

"Why did you call Niall?" He seems almost angry.

"Because..." I trail off, not really knowing what to say. It doesn't matter, I'm sure he has already figured it out.

"You don't trust me, do you?" He says, and I can tell he is gritting his teeth like he does when he is frustrated.

"No Harry, its not that." I protest, although it kind of is.

"We will talk about this when I get home." He says, before hanging up. Great.

I jump on the couch, switching on the tv and find a random friends episode. I soon begin laughing, the whole Harry fiasco pushed to the back of my mind.

I must of fallen asleep, because I wake up to the sound of the door slamming. I look at the clock, 9pm.

I can hear Harry take his shoes off in the hall, before walking thorough to the kitchen and getting a glass of water. I sit waiting on the couch, he will be in here soon. Sure enough, I hear him walk in to stand behind me.

"Hello." He says in a monotone voice. I turn around slowly, getting up to stand in front of him.

"Hello." I say tentatively. We just stand in silence for a while, before it gets too much. "Just say something already!" I burst out, and his eyes widen slightly.

"What is there to say?" There is still no emotion in his voice.

"I don't know. Shout, do anything except this." I say, already on the verge of tears even though nothing has really happened yet.

"I'm not going to shout." He says calmly. "Im not mad, just disappointed. I love you, you love me. Its just annoying that you won't trust me." His words hurt more than any shouting would.

"I trust you Harry." I whisper.

"Well then why did you call Niall? To check up on me? I said I was at the studio, so why did couldn't you trust me?" His voice is starting to rise slightly.

"Come on Harry, even you have to admit it is a bit strange. Leaving early in the morning, and then coming back really late. I never see you anymore." I say, tears beginning to fall.

"See, I knew you didn't trust me." His voice gets louder again, and quite frankly it's a bit scary.

"Harry, I just-" I begin.

"YOU JUST WHAT? YOURE JUST SO DESPERATE FOR ATTENTION, THATS WHAT." He shouts, and I take a step back. His face falls, realising what he just said.

"Carly, I didn't mean it. I'm so sorry." He whispers, taking a step toward me.

"Don't." I put my hand out, pushing him away. "Get away from me." He steps back, and tears form in his eyes.

"I didn't..." He trails off, looking at me sadly.

"Whatever Harry, I'm going to bed." I say. "You sleep on the couch." I point to the couch, wiping away my tears.

"Okay." He says quietly before I walk upstairs. I change into my pyjamas and collapse onto the bed. How could he say that? He knows how much I hate it when 'fans' call me that.

I curl into a ball, trying to hold myself together. I know he didn't mean it, but it still hurts that he would say that.

I can't get to sleep, it's the first time I have slept alone for months. The last time was while Harry was away on tour, but at least I knew there was no problems between us. I can hear Harry crying downstairs, and it takes everything not to go rushing down to comfort him.

I look at the clock as the hours pass, 1am, 2am, 3am. I hear Harry getting up, and coming up the stairs. I roll over, trying to decide whether I want him to come in here or not. The decision is made for me when the bedroom door opens.

"Carly?" He whispers. I don't say anything, and he sits down on the bed in front of me. "I know you're awake." He places his hand on my back, rubbing his hands in small circles which relaxes me instantly. "I'm so sorry baby."

At his soft words, I begin to cry again quietly.

"Don't cry love." He wipes my face. "I messed up so bad."

"No you didn't." I whisper.

"Yes I did. I was out so much and I never realised how that must of made you feel. Believe me, I missed you like crazy. Looking back now, I can see what it looked like, so it was perfectly reasonable to call Niall. I also shouldn't of overreacted like that, I should of let you explain." He pauses for a second.

"Harry..." I say, but he shushes me.

"As for what I said, I will do anything to make it up to you if I can. I know how much it upsets you when people say that, and it's definitely not true. I swear I didn't mean it. I was spiteful and disgusting to say that just because I was angry. I love you, I love you so much Carly. Please forgive me." He finishes, and I look up to see his face shining with tears.

I sit up slowly, and shuffle forward so I am basically sitting on his lap. He watches me in silence. I take his face in my hands.

"I'm sorry too. I love you Harry." I say, and his face breaks into a smile.

"I love you too Carly." He says, and I kiss him quickly in the lips.

"I'm glad you came up, I couldn't sleep without you." I admit quietly.

"I couldn't sleep without you either." We roll over onto the bed, and he holds me tightly whilst we fall asleep.