Harry Styles Imagines

31. Fight, Part III.

Hi girls! :)

So, here's the third part where Harry's secret will be revealed as some of you wished. I was quite hesitant about writing it, because I didn't want to write anything bad about him and show him in a bad light, which is the complete opposite of what I think of him -I think Harry's an amazing person and I absolutely don't think he'd do anything like that, so it's been written for imagine purposes only- for you girls. :)

Happy reading.♡

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(...)"Let's go to sleep, yeah? I can see your eyes closing," Harry laughed and pulled me to his chest again, "Sorry for keeping you up, baby. Sleep tight."

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Only a couple of minutes had passed when I heard Harry getting up and leaving the bedroom.

Maybe he just went to the toilet, I thought to myself, and decided not to think about it further.

However, I couldn't fall asleep after that; Harry'd been gone for ages and my heart started aching while I was going through today's events in my head, reminding myself of how worried he'd been.

Just as I was about to get up as well and ask if he was alright, Harry opened the door and slipped back into bed, pulling me to his chest again.
"Harry?" I called.

"Yeah?" he sounded exhausted and something was telling me it wasn't only of physical nature. "You can go back to sleep, babe."

"Are you alright?"

He didn't respond at first, seeming to contemplate something.

"I'm fine," he said then, but it didn't sound convincing.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah. I'm good."

"You know I care about you, right?" For some reason I felt like I needed to tell him.

"Y/N?" Harry called after a while, "I can't keep it in anymore; I feel like I'm using you. You're so nice to me -which I don't deserve-, and I lie to you. It's not fair towards you, you should know, and if you end up leaving me after you've found out, then so be it."

He took a deep breath and continued, "The thing I was so nervous about you finding, was a photograph... "

"What kind? Or who was the photograph of?" I turned the lamp on my side of the bed on, watching Harry intently.

"Of my ex-girlfriend, her name was Lana. I think she loved me, but I didn't love her."

"What did you do to her?" I asked, getting strangely protective of the girl even though I didn't know her.

"We'd been dating for about six months, and then Lana got pregnant." he said, "Her parents insisted on me marrying her, but I wasn't sure. Lana didn't want to get married either, instead she enrolled to a university in America and... I let her go, "Harry's eyes were brimming with tears and I took his hand in mine, giving it a little sqeeze. "I found out later that she was in a car accident and died along with our baby that she'd been carrying..."

"Oh my God..."

"I was so stupid back then... I thought that I was the centre of the whole universe and that when someone wanted to be with me, it was only because of the money I had -it happened around the release of our second album and the world tour-, so I thought Lana tricked me somehow and her parents just wanted a wealthy son-in-law..." Harry explained and wiped away the tears that had meanwhile fell down his cheeks.

"If I wasn't so conceited and just an absolute dickhead! she'd be still alive...

You know, although she said she didn't want to marry me and left, I knew she secretly wished we'd be together... I even told her I didn't believe that the baby was mine...

I was terrible to her... She looked so devasted when I saw her last; her parents were quiet conservative and didn't want her to be a single mum, so she basically didn't have any other choice than to leave -they fought with her a lot,- and where was I? I was having the best time of my life, doing what I love, while letting her die. Y/N, I think she killed herself... I think she killed herself because of me..." Harry was crying hysterically now, his voice loud, but weak. "How could I have let that happen..."

"You didn't know it'd happen..." I was trying to console him, but I can't say that I liked what he'd done- I was so sorry for the poor girl. I felt quite naïve, if I'm honest; I'd thought Harry was the most amazing person in the world and now I was disappointed...

"I should have, I should have been smarter and use my head. I should have offered her help and protect her..." Harry reasoned, then looked at me, desperate to see my reaction to his revelation. "I'll understand if you're not able to look at me the same way you did before and want to leave. I'll understand...

But before you make up your mind, please know that I'm not the same person... I'm the way you know me as, and how twisted it may sound, Lana actually saved me -her death- because it opened my eyes and made me realise what kind of disgusting person I was and how much I needed to change."

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Would you forgive him? Let's pretend we have a girls' night and talk about all kinds of things- such as this one. Let me know in the comments. :)

PS: I think I would forgive him in the end...
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Votes and comments are very much appreciated. :)

-Veronika ♡Xxx.