Harry Styles Imagines

Jock - Part 2

I unlocked my door with my house key and dropped my belongings on the floor. I walked to the kitchen and grabbed a banana as a quick and easy snack.

I picked up my book bag and ran to my room before my mom came down to ask how school was today. Everything in my room was misplaced and destroyed when I walked in. I called my mom to my room.

"Yes, (Y/N)?" She asked.

"Are you serious, mom?" I directed to the mess she made. "Still can't trust me, can you?" I said I was done with that!" I yelled and pushed all of the trash off of my desk where I do my homework.

"I'm sorry, honey," She frowned. "I'm just scared is all."

"Well stop!" I yelled at her. "Stop with it all! I said I was done being bullied so why do you continue to search through my belongings! It aren't yours to look through!" I threw my book bag off my shoulder and onto my bed.

"Excuse me young lady, but I was the one who paid for everything! I will search through it-"

"No dad paid for everything! If you can name one thing in this room that you've paid for then I will walk out of this room and you can continue to search through my things." I growled.

"That's what I thought," when she didn't say anything. "Please stop messing up my room for me to clean later on."

"I'm sorry-" she tried to explain.

"Just don't," I said with my voice getting higher again. "I don't need your apology." I snapped. "What I need is for you to leave my room so I can clean up my room for the fifth time this week." I said and turned my back to her so I could start cleaning. I heard a faint 'okay' from her and then my door was closed.

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After two hours of cleaning, I was only able to finish a fourth of my room. I sighed and fell to the door with tears running down my face.

"(Y/N)!" My mom called. I poked my head up to hear what she had to say. "Someone is here to see you!" She called from downstairs.

I pulled my sleeves over my hands to try to wipe the tears from my face.

I slowly walked downstairs. I didn't want to talk to anyone. When I opened the door, I almost slammed it shut but his hand caught the door before I could.

I reopened it and glared at him before walking outside so my mom couldn't hear anything. I walked past him and sat down on the hammock that was resting under the tree in our backyard. I didn't want to be in the front yard because I knew my mom could hear our conversation.

"What do you want?" I snapped when I started rocking back and forth on the hammock. He sat down next to me and stared at the ground.

"I'm sorry," He said and looked over at me. I continued to look straight ahead and didn't dare to look over his way.

"Everyone is just full of sorrys today." I frowned. "I don't want your apology. I know that's not why you came but if it's alright with you, I'd rather not get bullied in front of my house. I'm still trying to convince my mom that I'm okay." I spoke.

"I'm not here to hurt you, (Y/N). I'm here to apologize. So please just here me out?" He asked.

"Why should I?" I looked over at him. "I don't need to here a thing you have to say. You don't deserve to be sitting next to me right now. Be happy I haven't kicked you off my property just yet."

He kept quiet and started to mess with the dirt that was by his feet. I stood up and went to walk over to the bench but Harry decided to stand up and follow me.

"Don't follow me. I'm moving away from you for a reason. I'm definitely not doing it just so you can follow me so please just sit down and leave me alone for a while." I said and then walked away.

I moved to the bench and laid my legs and feet on the bench so I could rest for a little. Soon enough, I fell asleep.

When I woke up, Harry was sitting at the end of the bench on his phone. I moved my legs away from him and sat down at the other end of the bench. "How long have I been asleep?" I asked.

"About thirty minutes. It's only 5:34." He said and looked up at me. I turned my head when we made eye contact. "(Y/N)," he began.

"Don't, Harry." I sighed.

"I need to apologize, (Y/N)! Just please let me!" He yelled getting irritated with my subbornness.

"I can't! I can't listen to your apology when I know I can't accept it!" I yelled back.

"Why? I missed practice so I could come here!"

"I didn't ask for you to!" I stood up and turned so I was facing him. "You would've never had to miss your practice to come here to apologize to me if you would've never began to bully me! Think about that, Harry! I never asked for any of this!" I yelled at him and let a tear drop. His face softened when he noticed my tears.

"I-I didn't,"

"You didn't what? Didn't want to bully me? You wanted to bully me. You did all of this for your reputation but never once did you care about my feelings or anyone else's that you've bullied." I whispered and turned around so I could walk away.

"Don't, please." He said and grabbed my wrist.

I pulled my wrist from his grasp and turned my head so I could see him for the last time. "Goodbye, Harry." I said and walked away from him.

*** Don't know how many parts this will have ***

- B