Harry Styles Imagines

Dark Harry Styles ( Request )

This request I've written 3 times. Everything I wrote didn't seem to work out. I had to get some help on this request because to me it couldn't reflect off of Punk. thecollarboneslut helped me out. Check out her stories! I absolutely love 27 Tattoos! This request if for Tamra! Hope you like it!!

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"Where the hell are you!?!" Harry roared through the phone. You see I wasn't suppose to leave the house unless Harry was with me. Yeah he's "protective". Since he was asleep I thought maybe I could go for a walk to relax. But I guess today wasn't my lucky day. I met Harry back in High School our Senior year together. He was much kinder and less protective. When friends or family members stopped by they were scared that Harry might hit me. Which will never happen all we do is argue. 

"I'll be home in a few." I quietly answered back. My surroundings were different from my usual ones. Basically what I'm saying is that I'm lost. Shit. If Harry found out about this I'll never have freedom.

"I didn't ask you that did I?! Where. Are. You?" With every word he said I knew he was pacing around waiting impatiently for my responds. I really didn't know what to tell Harry. Do I say "Harry I disobeyed your orders plus I'm lost." That will just make his day.

"I am.... I sorta am... Harry I'm lost." I blurted out. Seeing that was almost dark outside I needed Harry to get me as soon as possible. I heard Harry inhale and exhale trying to calm down his nerves.

"What do your surroundings look like." He asked. Wow I'm impressed usually by now he would have yelled loud as possible. Seeing that I was at a local park I just told Harry the name and he said he's on his way. Honestly I couldn't believe Harry hasn't threaten to take my freedom away. My eyes spotted the black Range Rover pulling up in the parking lot. That was my queue to leave. Climbing into the car I felt uncomfortable for a reason. One I know at some point he'll yell at me that will cause a big argument. 

"Hiiii," I cheerfully sang and pecked Harry on the cheek. He had his hands gripping the steeling wheel to tightly. His knuckles were white and his jaw was clenched tightly. Yup I'm going to get yelled at.

"Harry, babe, love, sweetheart, Haz, cupcake please don't be mad at me." I tried using all of Harry's nicknames to remind him that I love him so hopefully he'll go easy on me.

"Why? You know your not allowed to leave the house unless your with me or one of the lads." He stated. I hated when he does this. He makes me feel like a prisoner I can't even go for a walk without him yelling at me.

"I was just going for a walk. Calm down. Why do you treat me like I'm your prisoner!?" I shouted back. All this time I wasn't allowed to leave the house without his permission. I hardly did ever get to see my friends.

"Tamra, we'll discuss this later." He calmly answered. I knew by me saying that hit a nerve. Harry had trust issues so he thought one day I'd leave him. Since his own family did. They saw Harry being more and more aggressive and verbal. They left him because they were scared. But I'm not so he shouldn't be doubting I'd leave him. I've seen many faces of Harry from sweet to caring, anger to rage, lust to desire. None of them make me want to leave him. Deep down he's just broken so it probably wasn't best to leave the house.