One direction imagines

Harry styles- I Love You More

(A:n) This is going to be the first imagine that I write that takes place after Zayn left. So many feels. I also named this one bc why not.

Harry was sitting in his chair staring blankly at the T.V. with a beer bottle hanging loosely in his hand. He lifted it up and took a swig. His brown curls were framing his face. You stood in the doorway watching him. He's really only moved to go to the bathroom and to get more beer. Zayn leaving really impacted him. He hardly ever ate or slept. He hasn't said more than a sentence or two to you in the week that Zayn's been gone. You brought a plate of food over to a table next to him. You picked up the full plate of pizza that you had left him earlier.

"Harry? Baby? You need to eat something." You ran your hands through his thick greasy hair. He pulled away from your touch. "Harry, look I know you're still upset about Zayn but please say something." You pleaded. Harry looked up at you his eyes were glossy with tears. He had deep dark circles under his eyes.

"I.. I don't want to talk about it." You sighed and put the plate down.

"I know, but you can't stay like this much longer."

"Why not?" He sniffed.

"Because you haven't slept or showered in days. You barely touch the food I bring you and, I miss you." You ran your hands through his hair again but this time he didn't move away. "I know you're going through a lot and I respect that but I need you back." You held back the tears that were threatening to escape your eyes.

"I know." Harry whispered. A small tear ran down his cheek. "I'm sorry." He cried.

"No, no don't be sorry. I'm just worried about you." A few tears dropped from your own eyes. It really pained you to see him like this. He's usually such a sweet, happy person and seeing him like that would make almost anyone upset. "Why don't you go take a shower and go to bed. Yea?" He nodded and got up. Harry walked to the bathroom, you herd the shower start. You went into your closet and changed into some shorts and one of Harry's shirts. You went downstairs and had a slice of pizza before going back  up to check on Harry. He walked out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist. You followed him into the bedroom. He went into the closet and came out wearing a pair of boxers. He noticed you standing in the doorway watching. You walked over to Harry and pulled him into a hug. "It'll get better." You whispered.

"I know." He sighed. He pulled away from you and walked over to the bed. He laid down and covered himself with the covers. You kissed his forehead and started to walk away. Harry grabbed your arm stopping you from leaving. "P.. Please don't leave me." You looked over at his sad expression.

"Never." You sighed. You climbed over Harry and laid down next to him. He wrapped his arm around you, he squeezed your body close to his own. "Harry I love you but I can't breathe." You giggled.

"Never leave me." He mumbled.

"Harry you know I won't." You assured him.

"That's what I thought about Zayn but he's gone." You watched as a few tears ran down his cheeks. "My best mate left me, I loved him so much (y:n) and then he just left."

"I know Harry, I know." You wiped the tears off of his face.

"I love you (y:n). What if you leave me like he did?" You gasped like you were offended.

"I love you too much that I don't think I can leave you even if I wanted to."

"D.. do you want to?" His emerald eyes were sparkling with tears.

"No. I would never want to leave you, I love you." Harry let out a sigh of relief. He quickly pressed his lips against yours. He rested his forehead against yours.

"I love you (y:n)." He whispered.

"I love you too."

"I love you more."

"No I love you more." Harry's arm squeezed righted around you.

"Love, I don't even think it's possible for you to love me more than I love you." You immediately shook your head. "Oh so you don't believe me? What if the tickle monster has a little chat with you?" He smirked.

"Harry no." You said firmly. You were extremely ticklish and Harry knew that and used it to his advantage a lot. He pushed himself up so he was hovering above you. His long fingers moved to your sides. "Harry don't."

"Only if you admit that I love you more." He started tickling your sides.

"Harry stop!" You laughed but he continued to tickle you. "Please!"

"Only if you admit it!" He smiled.

"Ok.. Ok!" He stopped tickling your sides. "How about this? We both love each other the same amount." Harry paused and thought about it. His long curls were hanging down by your face.

"I can settle with that." The corners of his lips curled up again. He stopped suspending himself above you and collapsed on top of you.

"Harry I'm having breathing problems! Get off!" He rolled off of you but kept his arm around your torso. "I love you."

"I love you more." You sighed in defeat. You knew you couldn't win this argument.