Harry Styles Imagines

Over Again

Over Again

It's been 4 months since Harry and I broke up. He thought I couldn't handle him being so far a way, but he was wrong. Harry didn't know the affect he had on me. No one knew. Danielle, Eleanor and Perrie all would try to cheer me up, but they lost hope when nothing was working. I still had tear stains on my cheeks, haven't slept or ate properly. These past months have been hell.

All I was left with was wonder. Did Harry even love me? Did he plan on doing this? If he really did love me why did he leave me. He promised me he wouldn't let anything or anyone separate us. Harry told me he loved me. What happened to that love? Sometimes I would wonder if Harry ever thought about me, wondered if he ever missed me. The hard part is letting go, the worst part is forgetting. Harry and I had so many good times together, hardly any bad ones. Now I spend countless hours thinking what could I have done different to make him believe that I could have handle it.

They were now in Spain for their Take Me Home Tour. On twitter fans would tweet me pics of them. Even tell me how Harry was doing. In my opinion, the break up didn't affect him in any way it affected me. The fans knew about our break up but none of them would ask. They knew how hard it was to say goodbye. Surprisedly all of them thought me and Harry would eventually get married, neither one of them saw this coming.

Today was like any other day. Still heartbroken after mine and Harry's relationship. Then there was a knock on my door. "Y/N open this door!!" Danielle and Eleanor both yelled. Everyday they would come check up on me to see how I was doing. As they would say "get over it" but how do you get over a relationship that meant the world to you? I got up from my spot on the couch.

"Coming!" Successfully I opened the door to have a gush of cold wind hit me. London was always cold no matter what. Dani and Eleanor both rushed inside for warmth.

"Hey, why aren't you dressed?" Eleanor questioned.

"What do you mean I am." We all looked down to see what I was wearing. Which was sweats, Harry not being around meant doing nothing.

"Go get dressed now Ms.Y/L/N!" Danielle placed both of her hand on my back and as she rushed my up stairs.

"Hurry up!" Eleanor shouted.

After an hour and half I was ready. Before Dani left she picked out the outfit she wanted me to wear. It was black skinny jeans, with black boots topped with a fancy shirt from TopShop. I also put on some makeup to cover up my bags under my eyes. That's what no sleep gets you. I ushered down the steps. They must have heard the footsteps when Danielle and Eleanor both were at the bottom of them waiting for me.

"Wow." Danielle awed that's all she could say. She got tongue tied.

"Gorgeous!" Eleanor complimented. "Now lets go!!" She added momentarily.

We all piled into Danielle's car Liam got her. Sometimes I would wish me and Harry had a relationship like that, but we don't always get what we want. It only took us 30 minutes to reach our destination. Danielle drove us to a small cafe north of London. I already knew the reason why they wanted to go some where that looks deserted. No matter what fans would find them and mob them both. The cafe was small but Eleanor said they make the best coffee. We walked right in. Danielle and Eleanor had to use the loo so I took my order first.

"Can I get a chocolate mocha?" I asked the cashier. His back was facing me so I couldn't see his face.

"Okay would that be all?" I told him Dani's and Eleanor's drink. When he finally turned around he looked so familiar. I had to have known him or seen him somewhere.

"Do I know you?" I questioned studying his features.

"Y/N it's me, Blake." Then I remembered everything. Blake and I were childhood best friends. We spend every moment together. But then we got separated when I moved to London to be with Harry.