Harry Styles Imagines [COMPLETED]

Protection

Y/N's POV:

The screams roared in my ears. Bright lights of cameras flashing right in my eyes. I looked over at Harry. He was smiling and politely waving at the cameras. I smiled at how kind he was.

Someone pushed me into him and he caught me right before we both fell. He chuckled. I, on the other hand, was not so smiley. I looked at who pushed me and noticed it was a fan, smiling devilishly down at me. She mouthed 'I hate you' before looking sympathetic at Harry. Tears welled up in my eyes.

We stood up and she asked him for a picture. Harry accepted and smiled. While the camera was on them, she looked at me and mouthed 'see ya' before kicking me into a group of fans. I stood up and apologized about a billion times but they all said they saw what happened.

Harry saw what she did and immediately pushed her away.

"Nobody, and I mean NOBODY, treats Y/N that way! You hear me?!" He yelled. She looked scared and nodded before scurrying away.

"Baby are you okay? I'm so sorry, I didn't know she would do that," he uttered as he came towards me and cupped my cheeks.

"I'm okay. But she was also the one to push me into you," I admitted, and his face immediately went from regretful to anger.

"I can't believe that little-" he started but I interrupted him.

"Harry stop. She's gone now."

"I'm so sorry. From now on, I'll have a close eye on you," he smiled and grabbed my hand. "I gotta be your protection."