Harry Styles Imagines

Teenage lovers

I wanted to cry.  I wanted to cry so bad but I knew I couldn't.  All because my little sister was currently in our shared room.  I had to stay strong for her.  I couldn't show her how weak I was.  She was the only thing that was keeping me together.

She is only thirteen.  I'm seventeen.  She needs me as a role model so right now, crying wasn't an option.  And I couldn't just tell her to leave.  It was ten o' clock at night.  I knew that all I needed was to wrap myself in my blankets and cry but she needed her sleep more. 

I picked up my phone when I felt it vibrate.  It was a new text message.  Probably from Harry.  He's been sending rude messages ever since we broke up.  I thought he would've stopped talking to me all together considering he was the one who ended the relationship.  Two years down the drain.  Just like that.  He didn't even care that it ended. 

I opened the message and felt the tears coming.  It seemed that all I had done was cry or wanted to cry.

From Harry:

I regret ever being with you. 

I whimpered as I kept rereading it.  I wanted to stop but I couldn't.  It felt impossible.  It was like my eyes were glued to the phone. 

"(Y/n)?" I heard my little sister call out. 

"Katie?" I asked.  It was my fault she was awake. 

"Are you crying?" She asked and sat up.  I couldn't really see her since the light had been off. 

"N-no." I choked out. 

"I can hear you.  Stop lying."  She said.  I heard her push the covers off of her and heard the patter of her feet on the hardwood floor.  I felt my bed dip to the side and then her arms wrap around me.  "I know you don't cry because of me." She whispered.  "You told Valerie you couldn't cry because of me." 

"It's have to stay strong for you.  It's my job." I whispered.

"You know you can let it out, (y/n).  I think you're stronger when you cry.  It shows that you have feelings and emotions.  It shows that you're human.  It shows that you care.  I don't like it when you don't cry." She said. 

"I can't cry in front of you.  It shows you that I'm weak.  It shows you that I'm not able to pick up myself and the pieces that I broke." I said that let a tear drop. 

"Then I'll pick them up for you.  Just like you do for me." She said. 

"God, I love you, Katie." I said and dug my head in her neck. 

"Ditto," She said.  I could feel her muscles in her mouth moving, letting me know she was smiling. 

"He broke up with me," I said.  She stopped rubbing my back and got off my bed.  I thought I said something wrong.  That maybe she didn't want to listen to me.  Maybe she was just telling me that to just break me even more in the end.  But instead, she turned the light on and studied my red, puffy, wet face. 

"He's so stupid.  He'll be back." She said and kept standing there.  It was like she refused to move. 

"He won't.  He's gone forever." I said.

"I need you to do me a favor." She said.  Was she serious right now?  But of course I couldn't tell her that.  So I nodded for her to continue.  "I went to that dam earlier today and I took my turtles blanket with me."

"Yeah?" I asked. 

"I need you to go there and grab it for me." She said, emotionless.  She was being completely serious right now.