Imagines (5SOS and 1D)

Give Me A Chance (H.S)

YOUR POV

"I don't know why I always have to tell you where I'm going or who I'm going out with," I yelled.

"Because I'm your boyfriend," he snarled, pointing angrily at his chest.

I growled and threw my hands up in frustration.

I stomped away, towards the kitchen and sure enough he followed.

"I have every right to know where you are each day," he continued.

Who the fuck did he think he was?!

I was so angry but I didn't even have the energy to continue this argument.

"I'm going to bed," I sighed.

I pushed past him, hoping he wouldn't stop me.

"Whatever, I'm watching the game," he scoffed.

I slowly made my way up the stairs, my mind wandering to someone else.

I wondered what he was doing, who he was with.

If he was busy or not.

I shuffled into the bedroom and closed the door, already hearing the sounds of the TV from downstairs and Ben cursing.

I flopped down on the bed, closing my eyes and there, flashing behind my lids were those eyes.

Those green, sparkling eyes.

And if I concentrated hard enough, I could see his dimples and that beautiful wide smile.

Should I call him?

Would that be totally weird to call him?

Just as I started deliberating what to do, my phone buzzed on my dresser.

My eyes flashed open and I reached for it quickly.

And there, scrolled across my screen was the name that made my heart race.

The name I'd hoped to see.

And I smiled, a huge grin that hurt my cheeks.

Harry.

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A knock at my window made me jump, and I ran over to open the curtains.

It has been an hour since I'd come upstairs to hide away from Ben.

He hadn't come to check on me or even come to go to bed.

It was 11:30pm.

He didn't usually stay up this late, especially when he had work the next day.

I'd been texting Harry and he'd known immediately something was up.

So he'd called.

And just hearing his deep, raspy voice, speaking so slow down the phone had lifted my spirits.

He'd made me feel so much better.

I pulled back the curtains and squinted my eyes to see in the dark outside the window.

I couldn't see anything.

I pushed the window open, and poked my head out.

"Must just be the wind," I shrugged.

"Hey," a voice called out in the dark.

I jumped and looked around for the occupant of the voice.

"In the tree Y/N," he chuckled.

I looked towards the huge oak tree outside my bedroom window and sure enough, there was Harry perched on a branch.