You and Harry ended up having a huge fight backstage.
It was so bad, you were convinced this was the end.
They stood onstage, performing for thousands. You on the other hand, were in the wings, pondering on whether to leave now, when you had the chance. Harry met your stare, almost as if he read your mind. You stood like this for several seconds, until Harry remembered where he was, and what he had to do. He sung his note, finishing it off by tilting his head towards you.
"Please don't.." He barely whispers.
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Harry Styles Imagines
FanfictionImagine this, a book about just Harry. I think yes. Read on to see what imagines makes you go from happy, maybe even to mad. Maybe some tragedies, and maybe a little bit of some smuts(;
