Harry Styles Imagines

Jock - Part 4

It's been a couple days since I've seen Harry.  Alexis and her group will not stop bothering me though.  I just wish Harry had stuck up for me that day instead of "keeping up with his reputation". 

Tonight was our school's first play-off game.  We haven't made it to play-offs in almost ten years so tonight our school is celebrating.  The entire day it was about our football players.  Teachers brought cookies and punch for them in class and they didn't teach the students anything.  We even had a last minute pep rally to support the boys.  I was actually very excited for them. 

The beginning of the pep rally wasn't amazing though.  The players just gave speeches with all of them saying the same thing.  In between the middle of the speeches, Harry finally came out wearing his jersey.  I still don't know how he made it on the team.  He sucked at football.

Once AJ finished his speech, Harry was up next.  I was hoping he wouldn't make it on time and they would have to skip him. 

"How is everyone doing today?" He yelled into the microphone, making everyone cheer.  "I'm sorry, I can't here you!" He yelled again, causing everyone to cheer again but louder this time. 

"Much better!" He said and pointed his fingers at the different sections.  "I want to give a massive thank you to each and every single one of you!  Without any of you, we wouldn't of made it to the play-offs this year."  Everyone clapped and a few people from the other side of the gym whistled at Harry.  "Now before I give this mic to Roman over here, I need to say something.  I know most of you know me as the guy who is buddies with the quarterback and the jock of this school.  Most of you see me as the team player, also.  But I'm not any of that, well I am a jock but that's besides the point.  I'm not the star player, if anything I suck at football.  I only made it on the team because if any of the starting players got injured, it is my job to take over.

I know I mess with many of you and I'm here to say I'm sorry.  I have been very snobby and pathetic to most of you in this school.  I have especially been very rude and disrespectful to a certain person that is in this room right now.  I have no reason to be cruel to this person and I regret everything I have done to her.  (Y/n), I'm so sorry for everything I've done to you." My jaw dropped.  I couldn't believe what I just heard.  Even more so, I couldn't believe he just put me out there like that.

I kept my body frozen when a few people turned around to look at me which caused more people to stare at me. 

"(Y/n), what you said to be a few days ago really hit me.  I realized how bad I really hurt you and I'm truly sorry.  I've done so much harm to you and I can't forgive myself for what I've done until you can forgive me.  Again, I'm sorry and I wish that you'll forgive me one day." He said and moved out of the way so Roman could speak. 

"Well then, aside from that very cute and unmanly speech, let me hear you scream!" Roman yelled.  The whole gymnasium was filled with people screaming. 

I moved my book bag and sat down on the bleachers.  I still couldn't believe what just happened.  All I knew is that I couldn't be here right now.  So I left the gym.  I grabbed my book bag and left without another word. 

I needed to get out of this school.  We only have ten minutes left anyway.  I went to my locker and put some of my books in there so I wouldn't have to carry everything for the entire weekend. 

"(Y/n)," his voice echoed throughout the hallway.  I stopped what I was doing and turned around to see Harry running towards me.  Once he was right in front of me he bent down to catch his breath.  If I ever had to list the top five most awkward moments, this would be the third most awkward moment. 

"What do you want?" I asked and closed my locker.

"I wanted to say I'm sorry but face-to-face this time." He said and sat on the ground to catch his breath quicker.

"Oh, humiliating me in front of the whole school wasn't enough?" I snapped. 

"You know I didn't mean it in that way." He said and lifted himself off of the ground. 

"Oh you didn't?  It sure did help you boost your reputation.  That's what you wanted right?" I asked. 

"I don't care about my reputation anymore!  I care about you!" He yelled. 

"You have a funny way of showing it, Styles." I said and walked away with my things over my shoulder.

"D.amn it, (y/n)!" He grabbed my arm and twisted me around so my back was against the wall.  My book bag dropped on the ground.  He grabbed my face with both of his hands and pressed his lips to mine.  I placed my hands on his chest and tried to push him away but he refused.  He pressed his body against me and still continued to kiss me even though I didn't kiss him back. 

My arms began to feel uncomfortable so I moved them so my hands were lightly placed on his side.  He pulled away from the kiss and pressed his forehead against mine.  "Don't do this to me," he whispered.  "Not now."

"I can't, Harry." I whispered and let a tear drop.  "I can't be with you." I cried and let my head drop on his shoulder.  He grabbed me by my waist and pulled me into him and held me tight. 

"Why?" He asked and buried his head in the crook of my neck.  "Why can't you be with me?"

"We're too different.  You have your own friends and I have mine.  We hang with different people.  We like different things.  We are different." I said and moved my head so I could look at him in the eye. 

"We are different but I'm okay with that.  I want you to be different." He said and held my face again.  "I want you to be much more different than anyone else including me."

"But why?  Why do you want me when you could have any pretty girl you want.  A girl who is exactly like you." 

"That's the thing.  I don't want someone like me.  I want you.  Only you.  It will only be you." He said and moved so our lips were only centimeters apart. 

"Do something for me?" I whispered and closed my eyes. 

"Anything."

"Kiss me." And he did.  He kissed me hard and with so much passion.  I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer to me.  Our lips didn't move in sync and I was in a very awkward position.  But to me, it was the most perfect kiss I could've ever asked for. 

When we pulled away, he held me close and moved his mouth next to me ear.  "Do something for me?" He asked.

"Anything." I said and held him tight. 

"Be my girlfriend.  Be the love of my life."

"Of course." I said and moved my head on his chest.

*** Last part!  Hope you liked it! ***

- B