Harry Styles Imagines

Trapped part 2

2 months later...

Y/n's POV

I seriously needed that vacation so bad. I even met someone. He's a great guy and made me forget all about my troubles. I wasn't in love with him but I felt comfort with him. We agreed not to date but to be friends. I kept his number on my cell and deleted Harry's. After I left, my phone was overloaded with Harry's number. Messages and missed calls. I deleted them all and blocked him. By now, He's probably on his honeymoon with Sheila and she's milking his money out with that dude she's with. Harry's gonna learn the hard way when to trust your friends. Oh well...

Anyway, Gary, the guy I met on my vacation decided to come back with me and hang out. Even have a vacation himself. I still love Harry but he's married now, broke and used. Like how I feel right now. Gary and I were sitting on my couch, watching Return of the Living Dead 2, laughing our asses off and eating popcorn, it felt nice to have someone to help me with the heartache. I didn't think of Harry all night.

Ding-dong!

"Oh, excuse me." I said to Gary.

I walked up to the peephole and saw it was Niall, dressed as a chauffeur. What the...?

I open the door in confusion, "Niall, what the hell are you doing?"

"Why aren't you ready? Didn't you get our message?" He asked.

I shook my head, "What message?"

"Liam told me he was going to message you as soon as you got back." He says.

"I'm not in the mood to talk to anyone right now." I said. My cell has been off for some time.

I was about to shut the door but Niall stops me, "Wait! Y/n, go in your closet, there's a dress in there. Please, put it on and come with me. Harry..." I cut him off.

"I don't want to hear that name anymore. Harry is gone. Long gone with Sheila. As far as I am concern, Harry can just..." I stop and sigh. "If this is his way of apologizing, tell him...he's too late." I open the door wider and let Niall see that I was with Gary. Hopefully, Harry will get the message and leave me alone. I finally close the door while Niall has that shocked and hurt look on his face.

"Who was that?" Gary asked while snaking on the popcorn.

I let out a long sigh, "Just an old friend."

Days went by and Harry still continues to contact me in anyway. He sends me flowers, I throw them away. Chocolates, I give them to Gary. Stuffed animals, I give them to the neighborhood kids. Finally, I see a news report about Harry and Sheila. Sheila is in jail serving time for fraud and thievery. Guess Harry saw the video then. But I don't care. Hell, call me stubborn but I don't like it when a friend whom I've known since birth call me a bitch cause I was just being a good friend and caring.

"You should talk to him." Gary tells me. Yup, I told him what happened and he was very understanding. Wish he had better advice than this.

"I don't want to, Gary. I'm still so mad at him and so hurt. I loved Harry for years. But, right now I just want to punch him." I say.

He laughs and pulls me in for a hug.

"Y/n, I think he learned his lesson now. He's been without his best friend for months after finding out the one he loved betrayed him. He needs some comfort." He says.

I groaned in annoyance, "Fine." I give a hug back then get up off the couch.

Before I knew it, I was in front of Harry's house. Sighing, I reach up to knock but stopped when I saw figures moving in the window. I peek and see Harry...talking to some female in the dining room. Of course he moves on. That just fuels my anger.