Harry Styles Imagines

He moved on

Y/N P.O.V.

It ended so quickly, right before my eyes then it was over, he was gone. His existence was out of my life. His hands wouldn't be meeting mines anymore and i would never be able to feel his lovable personality. I lied in the coldness of my bed expecting that i could somehow fill the gap between me and the covers. I didn't think it would hit me this hard, i didn't expect that my whole world would crumble before my eyes. I continue to stare at the blankness of my celing trying to find ways that I can numb my body from feeling the emotional distress I caused myself.

~ Flashback

I looked over at the clock next to the T.V, trying to adjust my glasses to read the time right, the time said 2:59 am. I was already mad that Harry had missed our dinner that we have once every month, but now I'm worried cause he hasn't answered any of my calls, text, or voicemails and it was nearly 3 in the morning! Right when I was about to turn off the T.V I heard Harry outside the door, chattering his keys looking for the right one. He opened the door and was stumbling to walk through. He slammed the door and walked toward me. I couldn't help but give him that dirty look like he knew he did something wrong.

Harry sat next to me and wrapped his arms around me in hopes that I would do the same. I crossed my arms and continued to watch T.V. Harry started to become agitated and said "Why are you being like that?"

I couldn't believe he even had the nerve to say something like that to me. I snapped back and said "Are you fucking serious!? You're kidding right!! So you have no fucking idea why I'm mad!?" He jumped up and said "Is it cause I came home late?"

That's when I broke and I couldn't take it anymore. I shouted and said "You're literally fucking with me right?! Harry you've been out every fucking day and coming home drunk all the time! The only time I see you is when your fucking throwing up in the toilet?!Did you even realize that you missed our dinner today?! I've waited for hours worrying my ass off wondering where you are! I always think where am I gonna find Harry today cause I know you're going to be too drunk to function! I just can't fucking believe you thought I was mad because you came home late! How insensitive could you be!" Harry's image hovered over me as I could feel my heart beating faster. His whole image changed into a dark feature and I could tell this was taking a different path.

Harry shouted back at me and said "I'm insensitive! How dare you even fucking say that to me! Cause you know who's insensitive, you are! You never have sex with me anymore! Because of you I'm at the club trying to get laid because you apparently can't fuck! Why do you think i always come home when your asleep already! I'm tired of you saying you don't want to have sex cause you're too fat or you look gross! You always complain of how fat you look and you know what maybe if you stop eating so much and exercise more then maybe you wouldn't be so fat!"

I paused and I tried to process the words that came out of Harry's mouth. Tears began to run down my face and Harry had realized what he said and tried to wipe my tears. I pushed his hand away and screamed "If you felt this way about me why don't you just leave! Go find another pussy to fuck since I'm so fat to give you pleasure!"

Harry was trying to comfort me by trying to hold me and he said "baby I.... I didn't mean what I said please don't get mad at me I love you so much please." I didn't want this any more. I pushed him to the door and opened it and pushed him outside and told him "This is your fuck up Styles, I'm sorry I wasn't good enough in bed for you!" I screamed as I slammed the door in his face. I pressed my back against the door and sat down and cried. I could hear Harry standing in front of the door for a few minutes and then walked away. I got up and walked over to the couch. I turned on the T.V. I laid my head on the pillow and fell asleep.

I woke up to find 70 text messages all from Harry saying how he was sorry and never meant to hurt me. I was totally fed up that I just ignored all his calls. I can't begin to tell you where Harry went ballistic and crazy and started to call me every day and text me all the time and leave notes and gifts at my door. Then one day it all stopped, I didn't get any calls or text or any cute notes on the door, he was officially gone. I sat on my couch and went on my phone. I went on Instagram to see the word I wish I never would ever see again but it said "trending now, hendell". Along with that were photos attached of Harry and Kendall on their beautiful vacation on a yacht kissing and cuddling. Realizing that I'm not his anymore, I will never be his.

~Present
It all leads to now, where I constantly think about how Kendall is so perfect and beautiful and skinny. How Harry moved on so fast, to this perfect girl who everyone adores and is flawlessly beautiful without makeup. She's an absolute representation of the person who should be with Harry because compared to me she makes me look like I was just a mistake waiting to happen. I'll just lay here till one day I have the strength to regain myself from everything.
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