One Direction Imagines

Everything Has Changed Pt. 2

It's been 3 years since the moment Harry confessed his love to you. You guys were quite steady and the relationship didn't really affect y'all in any way. You guys made time for each other during school and no one suspected a thing! The both of you introduced your parents to the others and they became really good friends which meant that one could go to the others house and it wouldn't be suspicious.  Today was your graduation, the day you and Harry have been waiting all your school lives from the time he confessed. The day you guys will be free........

The morning went on quite well with the principal's and valedictorian's speech. The sky was a calm blue, the grass a healthy green similar to Harry's eyes and the weather was perfect for an outdoor function. You spotted your parents and Harry's parents chatting it up among the rows of proud parents. The role call was about to start and Harry was nowhere to be found. You scanned the whole area for him, finding everybody else but him. You walk around the area, crossing a few trees and into the school before finding him on the stage in the auditorium (it was VERY close to the side entrance that you sneaked into). 

You sigh a breath of relief before noticing what was wrong. His posture was stiff, shoulders hunched forward, tense, and he was sitting at the edge of the stage, head in his hands.  You walk up and sit down next to him, being careful not to crumple your dress or robe, and put your arm around him and he leans into you. This is what you guys do. Hold each other up, support the other if they are going to fall. He sighs into his hands and drops them down and wraps them around your waist, his head on your shoulder just like old times. 

"[Y/N]", he says,"I'm scared". You laugh a little and say, "Well that's direct". He laughs a little too. "[Y/N], what if I slip up? What if I get stage-fright? W-what if I slip and fall and I ruin my robe? What if-"

"Harry I can't believe you, of all people, are nervous for graduation", you say as you bring his chin up to face you. You could see the fear in his olive green eyes, like a person waiting for his execution. No, you think, Not that scared. Why do you even think that?  Harry noticed the slight disgust in your eyes and held his arms out as he shrugged as if to say I'm sorry?

"No, it's not you I'm disgusted at it's me", You say looking down at your's and Harry's intertwined hands, wondering how they got themselves tangled in the first place.

"Why?", he asked, his eyebrows pulling in.

"Because I thought of a horrifying simile."

"And what's that?"

"Fat chance I'm telling you. And no amount of tickling's gonna make me say it", you smile proudly. Harry pouts his lips in fake defeat and sighs, looking down at your hands. He still looks tense, so you give him a hug. Not just any hug, but a supporting one. A hug that signifies Hey, it's alright. Nothing to worry about. A hug that gives the receiver hope, hope that he can make it through whatever he has to go through and in Harry's case, graduation.

An announcement for students to assemble outside was sounded using the P.A. system. The both of you pull back in confusion and surprise.

"Why announce it in the school? Aren't they all outside?", You ask.

"Not everyone", he smirked. God, that smirk which you always fell for. He takes a deep, shaky breath before standing up, bringing you up with him.

"Come on, we've gotta graduation to attend", Harry said confidently.

"Whoa, since when have you become Mr. Confidence?", you asked, a cheeky grin threatening to appear.

He didn't answer as he pulled you to the queue where all the students were lining up in alphabetical order. You were just behind him(just go with it) and the both of you were very anxious as you waited your turns. You started to blow on your thumb as you read that it took away anxiety(it actually does). Harry first looked at you in confusion and minded his own business but soon he became too anxious and followed suit. You smirked in triumph which was short-lived when the line got shorter.......and shorter.....and shorter until Harry was next. He looked to you, he was breathing shakily and he looked extremely pale. You squeezed his hand and gave him  a small smile.