Harry Styles Imagines.

Work.

"Harryyyyyyy." I say to my boyfriend, while he keeps typing on his laptop.

"Hmm." He hums not even looking up from his laptop.

I came over to his place because he wanted me here, and suddenly he got a call from his manager, so he is working from the past two hours.

"How much time?" I say and poke his shoulder with my index finger.

"Two minutes." He says and I roll my eyes.

"You have been saying two minutes since past two hours, Harry." I say getting annoyed.

We were supposed to have fun today. He has been working on his album for too long and he did take a day off today.

I move so I can take away his laptop and I quickly sit on his lap.

"Y/n, what are you doing? Get off, I have to work." He says with a scowl on his face.

"No. You have been working too long. Spend some time with me." I say and cup his cheeks to kiss him, but he turns his head away and pushes me back.

"I need to email more five people, Y/n, please let me work." He says keeping my hand in his grip.

"But you have been away all week, and today was supposed to be you day off-" I am cut off by Harry snapping at me.

"Yeah, well some of us have to work, okay! I can't just keep giving attention to you. I'm not like you okay, I don't have your stupid simple life! I can't just stop working anytime I want. And if you have a problem with that, please leave." He yells at me, his grip tightening on my wrists. I stare at him, still sitting on his lap with tears in my eyes.

I look down and try to get hands out of his, but he doesn't let go.

"Oh c'mon, now you're gonna go? Seriously? I say something and you just leave?" He speaks again which brings more tears and one escapes and falls on his wrist.

I snatch my hands out his and get off his lap. Without saying anything, I search for my purse.

I feel Harry coming behind me while I pick up my purse from the floor.

"You're seriously gonna go?" He asks but I don't say a single thing.

I pick up purse and go to the couch to find my phone.

"Fine go! And if you leave now, don't bother to come back." He yells at me, and I flinch from the volume of his voice and his harsh words.

I turn to look at him disbelief and see him stand there fuming at God knows what.

"Fuck you, Harry." I say to him, and he clenches his jaw in anger, and I turn to leave.

"Fuck you too, Y/n. Never loved you anyway." He says making me stop in my tracks.

I look on the coffee table and take what I first see. It's a ball. Might put some sense into his stupid head. I turn around to see Harry who is just standing there like a stupid asshole. I throw the ball at him, hard. 

It hits him, I think in the stomach, he groans at the pain and hunches over to hold the area that paining, I turn to leave his house, with tears in my eyes.

I sit in my car and slam the door angrily and start to drive to my house while wiping my tears, again angrily.

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