Harry Styles Imagines/Preferences

#5: He Cheats On You - Part 2

Imagine #5: He Cheats On You - Part 2

You and Justin have been hanging out at his hotel talking about the whole Harry and Taylor drama on how he always hangs out with her and how he comes home late and talking about her. It made you jealous and makes you think about if your that boring to not hang out with. Justin listened to every word you said. It was great having someone like him to talk to and to have your problems out of your chest. He even gave you great advice. Your phone starts to buzz and you look to see Harry texted you.

1 new message: Where are you? Come home. xx

Oh, so know he wants me home. You thought. You didn't text him back though. Justin saw the look in your face and he knew what that meant. He would drive you home since you didn't come with a vehicle, and that it's already late. You talked in his car for a while, laughing and goofing off. Justin stopped the car in front of the house you and Harry shared. You thanked him and told him you would call him later tonight. You walked to your door step and opened the door. As you were closing the door, you saw Harry, arms crossed in front of his chest with an annoyed looking face that your mom would give you when you came home late.

"Where were you?" He tapped his foot.

"I was out with a friend." You responded with confidence. You walked past Harry to the kitchen.

"Which friend?" He followed you to the kitchen. Now you were getting annoyed.

"Justin."

"Justin? Justin Bieber? Your 'ex?'"

"Yeah...."

"Why didn't you tell me you would be with your ex? Why didn't you reply to my texts?"

"Excuse me? First off, we needed some catching up to do, and second, how do you think I feel when your with your ex and you don't reply to MY texts? Huh?" Your voice was raised and made Harry flinch a little bit and he got mad. Like steam was coming out of his ears.

"Because I'm with Taylor and my phone is turned off. Just because I go out with my ex doesn't mean you do the same!"

"So that's your excuse? Your stupid phone is turned off when your with her cause you don't want any distractions!"

"Yeah your my distraction. Where did he take you?"

"To his hotel room." You say, your voice still loud.

"WHAT!? Did you guys kiss?! Have sex?!" Harry yelled. Now it was your turn to yell.

"Do you think I'm cheating on you?! What the fuck is your problem?! What makes you think that?!"

"I don't want you going out with him anymore Y/N!"

"Wha-what?!" You croaked out, hot tears running down your face. Harry didn't trust you and thought you had sex with Justin and he won't let you see him.

"You heard me. I don't want you seeing him anymore." His voice was low, but was loud.

"You can't make me not see him. He's my friend and I can see and talk to whoever I want to." Your tears were still running down but slowed down.

"Fine. Do whatever the hell you want." He walked past you and up the stairs. While he was walking up, he muttered something.

'"Stupid Slut."

Thats when you fell to the floor and started crying. Your boyfriend called you a slut. A stupid one. You sobbed all night long and couldn't stop. You heard Harry's loud laughter upstairs. You eavesdropped on what he was doing. You held your ear to the door and listened to what was going on. Harry was laughing and talking. Who was he talking to? You heard Harry say, "See you tomorrow morning Taylor" and then a goodbye. You ran downstairs, put your shoes back on, got in your car, and started the engine. You saw Harry pull up the blinds and he saw you driving away. While you were driving, Harry kept texting you to come back and that he was sorry over and over again. You just ignored them and drove to your sisters house.

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