Imagine/ short fan fictions for 1D

Imagine Harry Styles #2

I updated again today. If you hadn't guessed this is one about Harry. Enjoy

Driving home at peak time on the motorway is stressful, traffic at every corner of every road, typical British roads. I was so excited to just go home and see Harry. I hadn't seen him in at least 3 weeks, he was with the boys, doing concerts and interviews. But I was used to that. I had been with Harry for over a year. He was the love of my life. I gave him everything. My love, my heart, my soul, my breath, my virginity.

I was stuck at the last traffic light before I turned into my mansion, I had a mansion because he was rich and he really wanted to impress the boys and it was often the venue for parties. The traffic light was so long. The 5 minutes I was there felt like hours and I could feel my eyelids getting heavier and heavier because of how tired I was from a long day at work.

Finally. I got home.

I parked and began to walk to the front door, I said hi to the lady next door as I opened the front door and walked to the lounge that was in the same state of last nights party. Harry had obviously not tidied up. There was beer cans and crisp packets everywhere, what a tip. Somwtimes I think that I have a useless boyfriend that is just going to stay in bed and be out of the house all day. Oh well, I suppose I am lucky to have harry, there are about 10 million girls in the world that want him, so I am happy.

The minute I got there I plopped myself on the sofa. not taking off my shoes or any of my work clothes, I began to drift asleep.

*3 hours later*

I fluttered my eyelids and began to wake up. I looked down and noticed I was still in my McDonald's uniform. I grabbed my phone to check the time. '11:25 pm'

Walking to the kitchen I saw Harry on the balcony. Sitting there on the ledge, he goes out there when he can't sleep.

I raced out there dropping my phone on the floor.

I opened the door and wrapped my arms around his waist from behind.

He got up and turned around grabbing my hands and putting them around his neck.

I leaned in and kissed him softly.

Looking into his eyes I couldn't believe how much I'd missed him, all the time he was gone I could barely function with out him.

"I missed you." He mumbled with a smile.

"Shhh." I said as I kissed him one more time before leading him to sit down on the chairs on the balcony.

It was quiet for almost half an hour. Something wasn't right.

"I can't do this" Harry said

"What?" I questioned back

"I can't take it. The pressure. The management. The hate. I'm over it." He turned to look at me and took my hand.

"Stop Harry, don't say that." I responded with a worry some tone.

"I want to do this for you. For the one person who gets me and understands me. The one person I love. But I'm not good enough....what if..." He looked terrified.

"Harry...look at me, stop it, please Harry. Your scaring me!" I was begining to tear up at this point.

He got up and walked to the ledge, and looked down. I couldn't believe for a second what he was thinking.

"I love you, I want you to know that okay."I could tell he was shaking in his voice and something tragic was going to happen.

I got up and walked next to him. I forced him to look at me, I grabbed his face with my hand and rubbed the tears away with his thumb.

"D-d-don't do this to me." I was stuttering through the tears

"I'll be here, you can do this on your own. I promise."

"No...HARRY NO!!" I were screaming and having a panic attack now.

He grabbed my face and pulled me in for one more kiss. He let go and stared at me.

"I love you. More than you know."

He stood on the ledge and looked down. He took one last look at you and jumped.

"HARRRRRRRRRRYYYYYY! NOOOOOOOOO! OH MY GOD HARRY! NO!" I raced to the ledge and watched him hit the solid concrete on the ground, tears flooded my face as I could barely breathe and my hands were on my face for a while.

Why did I let him do this?

People raced around his dead body but I didn't move. I stood there in complete shock.

That night I slept outside, on the balcony, where the love of my life had taken his own life.

*1 year later*

Walking to his grave was just as hard as seeing him the night he had passed. I had flowers in one hand and a picture of him and me on new years eve in the other.

I stopped at his grave that had *Forever loved by many, RIP Harry Edward Styles* written on it.

I could see alll the flowers other people had brought, all the pictures and memories put by the grave.

I couldn't breathe.

I sat down and got comfortable. It's lonley with out you, the bed is. I miss you, i miss waking up to your arm still wrapped around me, your laugh as I cuddled up close and all those times that I thought that we were we waste of time and you'll always cheer me up when I'm feeling down. I miss your cooking, oh my god your cooking Harry! haha, i loved it. I saw the boys the other day. It's not the same, i want you to know that. I want you to know that i will take care of myself and I will take care of the boys and your mum okay? I will do it for you. The one that i have loved all my life. Here. It's a picture of me and the boys, i took it the other day when I went to see them. I love you and I will never stop loving you. I love you more than you know.

Then I started crying.

I sat there and spoke to Harry about everything, the things I missed about him, the little things I wanted him to see. I stayed for over 2 hours.

As it began dark I stood up and placed the flowers carefully and picture by the grave. I looked at my locket around my neck, it was the one he gave me on our one year anaversery. Inside of it was a picture of me and Harry.

I kissed it and said to the grave "We are a family, an eternal family."

I turned around walking away holding the locket in one hand and whiping my tears with the other.

"I will always love you Harry Styles." I whispered making my way to the car.

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