Harry Styles Imagines

Darling

You were addicted to his touch. He was like a drug that you needed a dose of every day. But he was dangerous. Every time you tried to stay clear of him, he would find you. It was a push and pull reaction. "Will you be coming to the fight tonight darling?", he says over the phone, his voice heavy from the small workout he just had. "I am not sure yet. You know its not necessarily my scene," you say to him. He stayed silent for a second before letting out a deep sigh. "Darling, you know I need you there. You are my good luck charm," he says, even though you knew that he would get frustrated with you for not going. "Harry, I just don't like being there. I don't like seeing you get hurt," you say playing with the yarn that was coming out of your blanket. "I know darling. But I promise you that I'll win. But I need you there supporting me", he insisted. "Please", he begged. Now it was your turn to stay silent. You didn't like going and he knew that. What he didn't know was the number of men who would bother you all night over Harry. Yes, Harry was scary when he would fight, a completely different person from how he was behind closed doors with you. There were men that were scared of him but there were also men who wanted to hurt him. You tried your best to ignore them but sometimes it was too much, and you would hide in the bathroom until the fight was over. If Harry knew he would flip out.

"Still with me darling?", he says, his voice breaking you out of your thoughts. "Yeah. I'm here. I'll go", you whisper, mentally preparing yourself for what's to come. "That's my girl. I knew you wouldn't let me down. I promise it'll be worth it", he says, a bit of relief in his voice from convincing you. "I hope so. I'll see you there H", you say. "I'll see you there darling. Thank you", he says before you hung up to get ready. When you did go to see the fights, you made sure you didn't wear anything revealing or too out there. You wanted to hide as much as possible and one piece of clothing that helped you stay calm was Harry's black sweater.

Looking at the clock you saw that it was already 10 meaning the fight would start in an hour. Since these were illegal fights, they had to occur late at night. Harry got paid a decent amount of money for winning these fights but that would mean that he would have to beat any person willing to go in the ring with him. You quickly changed into a pair of black leggings with a t-shirt and his sweater over it. You put your hair in a ponytail and put your favorite black cap over your head. All black should be easier for you to hide. You grabbed your small bag and phone and headed downstairs and out the door to go to the fight. Sitting in your car, you closed your eyes and prayed that the fight would go well and that you wouldn't be bothered by anyone. Your turned the ignition on and drove to the location of the fight.

Once there, you got lucky with finding a close enough parking spot. The lot was full of cars and people drinking and smoking. You put the hood of the sweater over your head and headed straight into the club. There was music playing loudly from the speakers, women who were there were either dressed normal or half naked. Grabbing your phone you doled Harry. "Hello", you hear him say. "Hey, I'm here. Can you come get me", you say loudly so he could hear you. "Yeah. I'll be right out", he says. You hang up and walk towards the back where backstage was. As you got closer you see Harry coming out, his eyes searching for you. Once he saw you, a small smile played on his face. He grabbed your hand and quickly pulled you backstage and into his changing room. Once inside, he pulls you into a kiss. Instantly your cloudy mind clears. Your dose of Harry. "I'm so glad you're here darling", he says pulling you to the bench that was in the middle of the room. "Are you ready?", you ask instantly picking up the white tape and helping him prepare for the fight. "I'm ready now that you're here", he says, kissing your forehead.

"I'll be alright you know", he says, reassuring you as he notices your tense body and silent mood. You force a small smile on your face and nod. "I know", you whisper, finishing your task. "My darling. You're as beautiful as can be", he says, looking at your face and admiring you. A knock on the door broke him out of his trance. "Styles, it's time", his trainer announced. "It's show time", he says getting up and heading towards the door. "Harry", you say making him stop in tracks and turning to look at you. You get closer to him and pull him into a big hug and kiss his lips. "Please be careful and win", you say becoming nervous and anxious. "You worry too much love. It'll be over before you know it", he pinches your cheek before he exits the room leaving you and your thoughts.