Imagines (5SOS and 1D)
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    PART 8 - Possessive C.H

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    * Y/N stands for your name *
    
                              
    YOUR POV
    
                              
    "I can make you happier than he ever could," Harry spat.
    
                              
    The veins in his arms were bulging as his arms flexed with the pure anger he was feeling.
    
                              
    I couldn't see his face in the dark but I knew it was heated.
    
                              
    "Don't say that. We're just friends Harry. I love Calum," I told him.
    
                              
    "Why can't you love me?!" he snapped, his voice raising as he threw his hands in the air in frustration.
    
                              
    I flinched at his tone and I backed away from him.
    
                              
    "Don't make this awkward. Things won't change between us," I told him.
    
                              
    I didn't know where this side of him had come from, I didn't know why he all of a sudden had this....
    
                              
    This weird need, this hunger for me.
    
                              
    Why had I not seen this before?
    
                              
    Why had I not sensed this?
    
                              
    "Awkward!" he spat. "Nothing about this is awkward. It's just shit. Bullshit!"
    
                              
    He stepped towards me and with his one step, I took one step back.
    
                              
    He sighed, his hands falling to his sides and slapping against his thighs.
    
                              
    "I'm not trying to make this awkward Y/N. I'm trying to make this easier," he sighed.
    
                              
    "Easier? How so?" I asked.
    
                              
    "I just want you to see who you really love," he said.
    
                              
    My eyebrows furrowed and I tilted my head, not really understanding what he meant.
    
                              
    "You loved me once before Y/N. I saw it, when we first met," he observed.
    
                              
    "That's not true," I disagreed, shaking my head.
    
                              
    "It is," he laughed once. "You were falling, and then he came along. He got in your head, made you think you couldn't live without him, couldn't breathe. And I had you feeling that way once, but he stole it."
    
                              
    "He took it away," he whispered, his voice breaking.
    
                              
    "Harry," I said.
    
                              
    I felt my heart breaking for him, for this boy, this man who felt something so deep, so beautiful and yet, he couldn't have it in return.
    
                              
    "I - "
    
                              
    He was cut off by the slamming of the sliding door, crashing against the frame as it was forcefully pulled open.
    
                              
    Our heads snapped up at the sound and I was met with the glowering eyes of my boyfriend.
    
                              
    Calum.
    
                              
    He'd found us.
    
                              
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