One Direction Imagines

Harry- It's Not What It Looks like (Naya)

Requested by @livelovedream1D

Harry's POV

I twisted the handle of living room door slowly, trying not to spill the mugs of tea that i had carefully balanced in my hands. My eye eyes scanned the room briefly, before seeing Naya's and Louis' faces pressed together.
"What the hell is going on?" My voice was controlled, which, in fact, surprised me. Nana moved away from Louis, he face was guilty. Her eyes searched for mine but I refused to give in. I placed the tea on the nearest table and walk out, seemingly emotionless.

Naya's POV

"Harry!" I call after him, knowing that i was already too late. The front door slammed shut and Louis turned to face me. "What did you do that for, Lou! You know I'm with Harry!" I say angrily.

"I'm so, so sorry ,babe. I completely messed up. I thought that's what you wanted."

"I never gave you the impression that I liked you. I was trying to be nice, to comfort you after your breakup. I don't want to get with you!" I said rudely, but in this instance, I don't care.

"You didn't. I'm sorry." Louis eyes looked hurt, but I was furious. I walked away from him, following the way that Harry went. I know where he will be. I need to make this right.

---An hour later, in an old park---

With the biting, cold wind whispering round my face, my cheeks reddened whilst I searched the park that Harry took me to after the night that we met. We met at a party in a house just down the road from here a few months ago. It was boiling in the house and we were both pretty drunk, in all honestly we were looking for a room to 'be alone together' in, but when we got talking we decided to go for a walk. That's when we ended up here, falling asleep watching the stars.

I walked over to the area where we were that night in the summer. Harry told me that this is where he comes when we argue because it reminds him about how much he loves me, his words. God, I love him. A male figure was sat on the grass with his back resting against a old tree. Harry.  I speed up my walking speed towards him. I need to make this right.

"Harry." I said whilst getting closer. The closer I got the more I could hear snuffling as if he walk crying. I sat down next to him, resting. My head on his shoulders. "It's not what it looked like." I spoke, not knowing if he was listening or not. "There is nothing going on between Louis and I. He kissed me. I didn't kiss him back. He tried it on with me. I promise you, babe. I want you." I softly spoke, nuzzling into his shoulder, trying to steal his warmth.

"I can't be without you." Harry replied, sadness was evident in his voice.

"I can't be without you either."