Harry Styles Imagines.

Kiss.

This is a Fetusrry imagine. Y/n is 15 and Harry is 16.
T.W- Self harm and mild body shaming

"Look at you, no one would ever want to kiss a girl with that body." The girl in front of me says making my eyes water.

I always get bullied. It's not new to me. I am very insecure about my body.
I'm not exactly the slim 15 year old like every girl is.
I don't wear skirts and and crop tops. The main reason is my scars.
I don't like them.

So, yeah. I get bullied by almost everyone because I'm not popular or I am not attractive and I'm a nerd with glasses.

"Stop it." I say with a broken voice as I wipe my nose with the arm of my full sleeve t shirt.
"Oh, now we've made you cry. We're so sorry." Amy says in a mocking voice as the girls behind her laugh at me.

I slam my locker shut and run away from there. I walk out of the school with a red face and a broken heart.
Why did I have to be like this? Why my mum and dad had problems? If they wouldn't have I could've been different.

I keep thinking things like this until I reach my house. I am three hours early, so I can't exactly go into the house. I don't need my mother's scolding too.

So I go the spot that I can only think of. My and Harry's tree house.
Harry is my best friend. We've been neighbors for as long as I can remember. We both have sleepovers and stuff.

And I also have major feelings about him. No one knows about it, except my friend, Sophie.
Sophie is also my friend. She is kind to me. I like her.

The tree house is in his yard so I climb the wall somehow with a backpack behind me and I manage to reach the tree.
As slowly as I can manage I climb the ladder. It's old, so it makes noises.
Once I climb, I just lay down on the floor of that little house.
I feel good. I feel safe. No one can harm me here.

As I think about the incident in school, I feel my eyes water again.
I sniffle once more and get lost in my thoughts.

"Y/n?" I hear a familiar voice call my name and I quickly wipe my tears and clear my throat.
"Yes?" I answer and sit up quickly to see Harry climb up the ladder.

He is very beautiful and he has very curly hair. They are chestnut brown locks which are unruly but still look beautiful. And he has bunny teeth.

"What are you doing here? What about school?" He asks as he sits beside me and studies my face.
"I wasn't feeling well. So I came home." I lie.
"Have you been crying? Did your parents fight again?" He asks worriedly.
"No. I am not feeling well." I lie again hoping he wouldn't catch it.
I should've known better.

"You're lying. Tell me what happened. Now." He says in stern voice and scowl at him.
He raises his eyebrows in a warning manner and I sigh loudly as I tell him everything.
I just can't keep anything from this boy...

"I just hate the way they talk about me at the school." I say quietly as I play with my fingertips.
"What is my problem? Am I not attractive? Amy also said no one would want to kiss me with a body like that." I say and I feel my eyes brim with tears again.

"Why do you overthink everything they say. I've told you million times, you're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. Even with your scars, Y/n." He says and I whip my eyes at him and he just smiles at me.

"How do you know about that?" I grumble to him.
"I know everything." He says cockily amd I roll my eyes at him.

"Promise me one thing, Y/n." He asks.
"What?" I ask quietly as I rest my head on his shoulder.
"Promise me you'll stop hurting yourself." He says and my chest tightens.
"I'm not going to be here, Y/n. I want you to promise me you'll stop hurting yourself." He says.

Harry's is selected for the Xfactor. And he has to go. He told me couple days before, and I had thrown a tantrum over that.

"No need to keep reminding me that." I say childishly and smack my head against his shoulder which makes him chuckle and he himself rests his cheek on my head.

"Y/n. Please promise me." He asks seriously but quietly.

"Okay. I promise. I won't hurt myself anymore." I say after a long silence and feel Harry exhale a relaxed breath.

I feel him kiss my top head which gives butterflies to me and I blush hard. I am grateful he can't see my face.
He then takes my hand and squeezes it and I squeeze it back.

"Thank you." He says making me frown and look at him.
"For what?" I ask.
"Promising. I can't loose you, Y/n." He says and I bite my lip hard to control the sob that's trying break out.
"And I can't loose you." I say back.
"You won't." He says and squeezes my hand once more.

I look at his beautiful face. His eyes. He has very beautiful eyes. Green color.
I realize I'm staring and I look away immediately and try to take my hand away, but he won't let me, he holds on to my hand tighter and it makes me look at him again.

"You really are the most beautiful girl I've ever seen." He says softly.
He leans forward a little and my heart beats against my ribcage very furiously.

He leans more so that our foreheads are touching. My breathing is very heavy.
This feels very different. Good different.
The air around us is very thick.

I lift up my chin a little to test the waters.
His eyes flick between my own and my lips.
I lift my head up so our noses are touching.
I look at his lips, they part so his tongue can wet them. They are cherry colored plump lips. Beautifully structured.

I look back into his eyes seeing they are observing mine.

And just like that, he closes the distance between our lips. It's a soft kiss. He pulls back slightly to see my reaction.
And this time I am the one that's closing the distance and he sucks in a sharp breath.
It's like a shock going through my body. It feels so good.

His warm lips embracing mine.
His hands hold my waist and I again get butterflies.
I put my hand on his neck as we both continue to kiss.
His tongue brushes my bottom lip and immediately part my lips for him.

We both part away for air. I still haven't opened my eyes, scared of what his reaction would be.
But his hand tugs my chin making me open my eyes.

As soon as I see the green eyes in front me, a wide smile makes its way onto my lips.
I see him smile widely to.
He pulls back completely.
"C'mon, let's get you home. It's late." He says and I giggle quietly.

We both get down the tree house and stop in front of my house.
"Bye." I say, still not able to look into his eyes.
"Bye." He says and grabs my cheeks and pulls me toward him and presses a kiss on my lips.
"Bye." He says and just like that he makes his way towards his house.

I'm still dazed from the kiss.

I ring my doorbell, mum opens the door.
As soon as the door opens, I run to my room and jump on my bed thinking about those cherry lips on mine as I touch my lips softly.