Hariana Imagines

They Don't About Us (pt.1)

"Oooh, yea. Sorry, I forgot for a moment." I walked into the room to see Ariana, my gorgeous, yet secret girlfriend sat next to Louis, the two too engulfed in their conversation to notice my presence.

Her little chuckle at Louis' playful, annoyed face made me smile; the way her eyes would slightly squint as her sweet, rosy lips part every time that heavenly noise came out.

"Hey." I sheepishly said, my eyes meeting Ariana's as I spoke.

Louis looked up and sarcastically replied, "Oh, lookey here, the curly head decides to show up after 2 hours of oversleeping, shirtless may I add."

"Oh Louis, you know you like it." Ariana laughed as he responded back to her with,"No, no. After awhile you get tired of witnessing those four nipples."

I flicked his head, causing a small groan escape his mouth. I looked over at Ariana, and jokingly nodded in disapproval. She slightly smiled, innocently shrugging at my act.

"Anyway, Ariana your manager came by to talk to you about something." I grabbed a water bottle and walked by out, waiting for her to walk out the hotel room.

As soon as she stepped out, she noticed me and asked, "Do you know where he-" but before she could say anything else, I surprised her by bringing her body closer to mine, attaching my lips with her own. Soon enough, she kissed back, wrapping her arms around my neck.

After a few minutes of our little lip session, we were both catching our breath, her cheeks tainted a rosy color. Taking advantage of our faces that were barely centimeters apart, i leaned in and nudged my nose against hers, earning a small smile from her.

"God, I missed having you in my arms." I closed my eyes, leaning my forehead onto hers.

"Harry, we fell asleep spooning last night." She chuckled, tightening her arms around my torso.

"Yea, but I don't appreciate waking up to the other side of my bed empty. Especially when a certain little body is replaced with a pillow."

"I woke up around 7, and you seemed tired so I decided I didn't want to interrupt your much needed sleep. Lou then invited me out to breakfast, so I thought you'd still be sleeping when I got back."

"Out to breakfast? I'm surprised you're even able to walk, considering last night's events." I smirked as she softly hit my chest, gasping and slightly smiling up at me.

"What? Would you rather me say 'after we made love?' or rather even 'after we fucked?" I simply shrugged as she gasped again and replied,"Harold Edward Styles, someone will here you and then we'd be toast!"

"It's not like anyone would be able to do anything about us. Actually, I don't even know why we're keeping this, us-" i motioned towards the space between me and her, "a secret." I frowned as her eyes averted to the ground, her fingers playing with each other.

"I just, I don't want anyone, or anything to break us apart. You know how judging the media and fans can be. I just really don't want our relationship to break because of us coming out as a couple, especially now that I'm your band's opening act for your guys' world tour, people will just see us as unprofessional. I guess, I-I'm just scared, scared of losing you." My eyes softened as she shuffled from one foot to another, avoiding looking up to meet my stare.

"Ariana, if we came out we'd be free to do whatever we want as a couple, without having people be suspicious about us. We'd be free to hold hands, hug, kiss, and even just talk, in public. I hate having to make up excuses and lies just to see each other. I hate having to lie to my fans and my best pals. I just want to be able to hold you whenever I feel like it, whether someone is watching or not." I furrowed my eyebrows, dropping my arms to each side of my body.

"Harry, please just understand that this is probably the best for us, at least for right now-"

"But how can I understand, when I know that it's not! Ariana, we've been together for almost seven months now, I can't wait much longer!" I flailed my arms in different directions, my frustration being the cause for the unusual act.

"H-Harry, please just-"

"Ariana, you're not going to convince me otherwise. I stand by what I say, and if you can't agree to making our love public, to let everyone know how much I actually love you, then I can't anymore! I just can't." I sighed as I barely realized I was pacing up and down the hallway, my hands on each side on my neck.

"I'm sorry Ariana, but I can't be with someone who worries more about what other people think of them, than what themselves think of theirselves."

I turned around, ready to walk away from the small girl in front of me, head down and hands on each side of her, but before I did, I turned back around and said something I knew I'd regret later on,"Maybe you're right, about people thinking not wanting us together, because now even I think this was just a big mistake."

And as I turned around and got into the elevator, I just then realized what I just had walked out of.