Harry Styles Imagines.

I made a mistake.

"Baby, please listen to me." Harry pleads as I storm off to the kitchen.

"Listen to what? That you had sex with her?" I snap at him as I stop in the middle of the kitchen looking at him with an angry expression.

"I'm sorry! I made a mistake; I was out of my mind. I thought you had broken up with me!" He speaks.

"I want you to leave." I say with hands on my hips.

"What, y/n no. Let's talk, I wanna talk about it." He says and looks at me.

"Okay let's talk. How was she?" I ask Harry while I rest back on the counter.

"What?" He stands there with wide eyes.

"You wanna talk about it right? Talk to me. Was she good?" I ask him, trying to control my anger and my tears.

"Y/n, no she wasn't. She was awful and she wasn't you." He speaks.

"And yet you still slept with her." I whisper and again storm off to the living room. I hear him following me.

"I said I'm sorry. I made a mistake, I was drunk." Harry tries to convince me but it's too late.

Me and Harry had a fight yesterday and yesterday was also our anniversary. I couldn't get out of work because I was packed with files and documents. I told him that and he was annoyed because I wasn't giving him time. Then he reached to my office for a date there. I tried telling him I had no time and he got upset and he left my office to go home. Then we had an argument about my job, and I said we needed break. That's when he went out to get drunk.

"You made a mistake? You slept with her, Harry! And I got to know this from twitter! I kept calling you all night!" I yell at him with tears in my eyes.

"I'm sorry." He says.

"Sorry isn't gonna fix it! I can't stop picturing Camille with you!" I yell again and put my hand on my face.

"I had called you too! When I called you when I got to the club. When I called you were with Chris!" He yells at me.

"How many times do I have to tell you there is nothing going on with me and Chris! He came over because he wanted to, and nothing happened between us! We have had so many fights over this, Harry! And you still don't trust me!" I say with frustration throughout my body.

"How many times do I have to say I made a mistake! And you chose to take the easy way out of this Y/n! The minute things got rough you decided it was okay to take a break." He raises his voice and throws his hands beside him in anger too.

"The minute things got rough, you chose to sleep with another woman, Harry. Don't you forget that." I say to him and see hurt across his eyes.

How can someone do this to a one-year-old relationship? That too with their ex-girlfriend.

"And top of that, it was Camille! You know I don't like her. She just saw a great opportunity and she took it and you went along with it! And I don't care if she kissed you first, and even if she did, you took it further!" I yell.

"I was an ass, Y/n. I was drunk, I am insane, okay? I love you very much, Y/n. I don't want to loose you, baby. Please, I'm sorry." He says and walk over to me and puts his hands on my shoulder.

"You lost me the minute you kissed her back, Harry." I say and look up at him. His eyes are glassy too from the tears.

I shrug off his hands from my body and walk to sit on the couch. I take my hands and put my whole face in it.

I feel Harry kneel in front of me and rub my knees.

"Don't say that. Please, baby. Don't say that I lost you. I love you so much, Y/n. I cannot loose you." His voice cracks and I stare down at him with sad eyes.