Harry Styles One Shots !!

Deeply inlove

A/N : sorry guys it ll be my last update for about two weeks cuz of school but I ll be back pretty soon and yea I ll update part 2 for this imagine today , Gonna miss this book , I hope you like it ❤️ xx.

"Sorry guys, I can't make it tonight. Tell management I'm sick" Harry giggled as Jana slowly danced her fingers along his side.
He heard Liam let out a loud sigh from the other side of the line.
"You can't keep canceling this stuff, man. This is important for our career, and besides, management is getting suspicious."
"Ugh. Fine, fine. Okay. I'll be there in 20 minutes."
With a frown, Harry hung up the phone. He sighed, looking down at his girlfriend, who had a playful frown on her lips.
"Don't weave me, Hawwy" she said in a child voice, her arms wrapping around his masculine frame in attempts to keep him near her.
He giggled as he pressed a gentle kiss on the top of her head. Moment with her, like this, is what he lives for, and he hated leaving them.
"I'll only be for a few hours. In the mean time, I want you to make your special home made pizza, and your amazing brownies. That way, when I get back, we can have our Saturday nights as always."
Jana smiled up at him, her eyes beaming at how she had ever been so lucky. She never knew she had deserved someone so perfect.
Perfection. It was a debatable topic, and always had been. She never believe perfection had existed, not anywhere but in books. But now, she's in love with perfection. She has the man that defines perfection right in the palm of her hand, and she never plans on changing that.
"I love you so much, my baby" she whispered.
He smiled, leaning down to kiss her one more time before packing up his stuff.
"I'll be back later. I love you, my angel."
"I love you more!" He heard her say, before walking out and into his car.
The meeting was easy. Normal discussions about their amount of sales, amount of time before a new upcoming album. It was a shorter time than he had thought, and he was more than happy to pack up his bags and go home to Jana.
"Harry, can we all talk to you?" Niall asked nervously, all of the boys having a trace of fear among their faces.
Harry instantly knew the topic was serious, and he was definitely in for helping and fixing whatever the problem was.
Setting down all the items he had just picked up, Harry quickly nodded in response.
"Yes, of course guys, what is it?"
All of the guys gave eachother a look, a look of pure confusion and guilt. Niall was the first to speak, stuttering out incoherant sentences, and no matter how hard Harry had tried to pick up a single word, it was nearly impossible.
"We just thought-we were thinking that-you see it's like-"
"We want you to break up with Jana" Louis jumped in.
Harry was shocked at the words being thrown at him, almost like he couldn't believe it. How could his best friends, his brothers, want him to break up with the love of his life?
"No. No. You guys-you guys can't be serious. Right?" Harry whispered.
"It's just," Liam began, his voice soft, as if he felt guilty for picking their side, "It's just that she's really getting in the way of things. She's getting in the way of things that really matter. You don't even want to come to meetings, recording sessions, writing sessions. It's all her now, and it shouldn't be. You worked so hard on this, we all did, as a band. We always put one another first. Then this girl-"
"Her name is Jana" Harry growled
"And then Jana" Liam fixed himself, "comes into the picture, and you're throwing away all of these years of no sleep, no family, no break to get to number one, for a girl? One girl is changing everything, Harry. It's not good. She's not good news."
Harry didn't dare look at them. He couldn't, because if he did, he would give in too easily.
So he just stood there, his flooded eyes staring into nothing, his body still despite the cries leaving his body.
He shook his head, quick to grab everything he had owned before stomping away from them. No way could he do that, no way. He couldn't break up with Jana. He couldn't think of it. She ment more to him than anybody ever had. She ment more than he could ever understand. He couldn't imagine a day without her. She had become so routine in his everyday life that picturing a future without her was something nearly impossible.
He couldn't break up with her. He doesn't have the guts. He won't be able to look at Jana straight in the eyes and say such words to her. He just couldn't.
"But the band" he whispered to himself.
He couldn't let them down. His best friends, his brothers, there was no way he could let them down. After years of every single thing imagineable, he really couldn't let go of his career now.
He always had a fear of what his life would be like after One Direction. Where his life would lead him, and he's too scared to find out. What is him and Jana weren't ment to be? What if this was just a phase, a phase of love for one another?
So much was confusing him. He didn't know what to do or how to do it. And it wasn't until he had arrived back to his home, where Jana was sitting on the couch watching an episode of Bates Motel, when he had realized he couldn't do it.
"Jana" Harry whispered, his feet planted directily to the floor, as if it was the only spot within a safe distance of her.
"Harry? What's wrong?" She panicked, her body flinging off of the couch so that she could make her way towards him.
His voice was no match against his cries as he tried repeatedly to say something to her. Anything to her.
"Th-the boys. Oh, God, Jana, please don't."
"Baby, breathe." She whispered, her thumb and pointer finger reaching up to his cheeks so she could rub them.
"What about the boys, Harry? Are they okay?"
He scrunched his face together, the thought so sickening to him he nearly couldn't say it out loud.
"They told me that I can't be with you anymore. Jana, I don't know what to do. I don't want to lose anybody, I really don't." Harry sobbed, his hands running along the sides of his head, in attempt to stop the voices that were eating him alive.
"Oh." She whispered.
The fingers that were petting his cheek slowly detached, and for the first time it what felt like forever, there was a great part in both of them that knew it was the last time she would ever get to do that.
"Jana please d-"
"It's okay. It's okay."
But it wasn't, because her backing away from him was like her backing away from their love, and the more steps taken were the more feeling that left both of their souls.
"I don't know what to do, Jana. Th-they said you distract us too much a-and that you're bad news. B-but I c-cant lose you. I can't lose you" he repeated.
Jana shook her head, her tears consistant. Running fast and always large, as if she kept trying to hold them back.
"I'd rather you lose one person than lose 4 brothers. I can't let you lose them, Harry."
She didn't know whether it was the pressure on her chest, or the pain of what was happening, but her heart was breaking. She could feel it. She could feel it everywhere.
Harry's sobs were stronger than ever. His entire body moved with them, and he had never felt more powerless against his body than he had now.
"Jana , pl-please."
She shook her head, her cries now just as strong as his.
"I have to. I can't have you throw away years of hard work and dedication just so you can love me. It's okay. I-I'll go. It's okay."
"Pl-please" Harry whimpered, drool running down his chin, face covered in his salty tears.
"Don't leave me."
She let out quiet screams that sounded more like whines, and as she grabbed her coat, ready to walk away from the one man who she had given everything to, she could have sworn she almost ran back to him.
"I love you so much, my baby" she forced herself to say.
"N-no. No!" Harry screamed, punching his forehead with the side of his hand repeatedly.
"I'll wait for you, Harry. I'll always wait." She whispered before opening the front door and walking out of it.
It wasn't until she had walked to the next block when she started running. Running away from the pain, running away from the hurt.
She didn't know where to go, though. She knew nobody that lived around here. Only Zayn. He was the only one within walking distance from their house.
Even though running to Zayn was a bad idea, she had to. She couldn't stay with Harry. She couldn't stay in that house. It held too many memories. Everywhere she turned she had seen them-seen them from the past. Whether they were laughing, yelling, dancing, sleeping, she saw all of it. And to stay there after her losing him-after losing the better half of her, would be enough to kill her.
Minutes felt like hours when she started pounding on Zayn's door. Her crying has been constant, and she was shocked that she hadn't been hurt due to the fact she was unable to see.
Zayn opened the door within seconds, and the smile that was once present on his face had suddenly turned to guilt.
He had never seen a girl look so destroyed before. Everything about her was destroyed. Starting from the roots in her hair, that hadn't stuck completely down to her skull anymore, to her face, that had been so full of pain and misery, all the way down to her broken body, that had seemed so fragil now.
"I know I'm not your favorite person right now, and you're not my favorite person right now, either, but I really need to stay somewhere tonight. I'll be gone by tomorrow morning I promise you won't even know I'm here I just-I just have nowhere to go right now and I really need some place just to lay down and t-and to sleep. I really need to be somewhere other than my state of mind right now."
Her voice trembled and hiccuped toward the end. Her body slowly drowning in her own tears. And for a moment, looking at Zayn, and knowing he was apart of the reason all of this happened, she forgot how to breathe underneath all of her tears.
"Come here" Zayn whispered, reaching out for her barely standing body.
He slowly picked her up from the ground, carrying her bridal style into his home.
He knew that if he hadn't carried her she would have hurt herself. She was too weak to lift her body up anymore, he could tell.
On his shoulder, right upon the fabric of his t shirt, Zayn already felt tears soaking onto his skin. The more tears that fell from her eyes caused more guilt from him.
He hadn't ment to hurt any of them. None of them had. They all thought it would be better for the band that they hadn't even realized how selfish it was of them. Just because it was best for the band didn't mean it was best for Harry. But they never even considered Jana's feelings. They never even though how this could effect her.
But seeing her like this, now, Zayn knew they should have.
Carrying her to his bedroom, Zayn was quick to place her on the bed before grabbing clean pajamas.
"You can wear these if you want to." He mumbled, placing the clothing at the foot of the bed.
Jana only nodded, not feeling comfortable enough to look at him yet, after what he's done.
With her gaze kept strongly on the duvets, Jana forgot where she was before a small book was placed in front of her.
"I know you like to read. If it helps you get your mind off of this, you can keep it. It's just a book with poems, I guess. I was supposed to give it to you for your birthday in a couple of weeks, but I think it's better given now."
Grabbing the book, she studied it before mumbling a quiet "thank you" and placing it next to her delicately.
Zayn nodded slightly, a frown upon his face as he looked at how small she looked.
He could only imagine the pain she was feeling.
"Jana, I just want to say that I am-"
"I'm going to go." She quickly stated, not in the mood to be hearing excuses from him.
She stood up from the bed, grabbing her book tightly in her hands. She looked down at it, debating on whether or not she should take it with her or not.
"You can keep this. I really don't want anything from you right now."
"Wait, Jana." Zayn said, grabbing her arm before she can walk away any further. "You don't have to leave."
She let out a soft cry, ripping her hand away from his.
"Yeah? Well where were you to say that before?" She whispered, before ripping open the door and slamming it shut behind her.
Now, she really had nowhere to go.

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