Harry Styles Imagines Book 2

Intern Part 2

“Harry?”

“hmm,” he asked, eyes still glued to the laptop screen.

“Why the first person you thought of coming to was me?” you asked, “why me?”

Harry started to think, he really had no idea why the first person he wanted to see was you.

“I don’t know, love, maybe because your room is the closest to mine?” Harry shrugged.

You felt your heart sink a little, you don’t know what you were hoping to hear, but certainly not this.

“Oh, I see,” you replied before shifting your gaze at the laptop screen.

Soon enough, you’d fallen asleep.

Harry realized a bit later that you’ve fallen asleep. Precisely when the movie ended, truth be told he was lost in his thoughts after she asked him the question.

He carefully positioned you in the pillows, trying to make sure you were comfortable. He gently put the blanket on your body and he drifted off to sleep as well, his back facing yours.

He woke up from the sleep, well basically a nap, after few short hours while. He never got to sleep much when he was stressed or upset.

He looked at the clock and saw it was almost 8 am. He yawned slightly, exhausted from the events that occurred last night. It sure as hell was one eventful night yesterday.

He’s glad that he’s got rehearsal for tomorrow’s show, since in that way he won’t feel much miserable and would be able to focus on the tour and not his broken heart. He rolled over to face you and he looked in awe, he never noticed just how beautiful you are.

The sun hitting your face so perfectly. He smiled automatically, he wondered if you’re told enough just how beautiful you are. He really had this sudden urge to pepper your face with kisses.

He shook his head, he shouldn’t think that. He quickly got up and made his way towards his room, Camille should’ve left by now, he thought to himself.

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“Why are you still here?” Harry snapped, once he saw Camille sitting by the window in his hotel room.

“Baby, I didn’t know where you went, you didn’t even let me explain!” Camille replied getting up and approaching towards him.

“First of all, don’t you baby me, second there’s no explanation needed, cheating can never have any explanation and I-i don’t think I can trust you anymore.” He replied curtly.

“Please don’t say that, believe me I regret it so much, but I missed you so much and he was there,”

“Wow so it’s my fault then? Camille, I’m done with this argument, we fought last night and I don’t want to do that again, so I suggest you leave me alone and get the hell out of here,” Harry finished saying in one breathe.

“Please Harry, I won’t cheat again, I swear, please let’s try to work this out? I love you,” Camille sniffed.

“If you loved me, you never would’ve hurt me like this,” he snapped.

“Har-”

“GET OUT!” he yelled.

“Fine! But I won’t give up this easily, I will give you some space then I’ll try again, I will not let us fall apart,” Camille sniffed and took her bag to leave.

After she left, he let out a frustrated sigh.

He can’t believe it was happening with him, she’s so complicated, despite that he continued the relationship but now cheating? That’s the last nerve.