-Your POV-
“I love this song!” i said, turning up my iPod’s volume. Never Say Never by the Fray was now blasting. did i mention The Fray is my favorite band? no? well they are.
Harry shook his head, as i knew he would. He doesn’t the same love for The Fray i as i do, sadly.
“This song is depressing! Change it!” Harry said with a slight grin.
“And what do you suppose i change it to, Styles? The Script?” i mocked, the smile on my face growing.
Harry’s favorite band at that moment was The Script and he wouldn’t stop listening to their music. They had been on replay for the past 2 weeks.
“Yes! The Script is CLEARLY better than The Fray.” Harry said, only slightly joking. He was dead serious, he actually believed The Script beat The Fray. HA.
“Uh… says you.” i said, getting annoyed by his know-it-all attitude.
“Exactly. Anyone who thinks otherwise is stupid.” Harry said not even realizing that was he said was pretty fucked up.
“Oh so i’m stupid now?” i raised my voice slightly, getting up and walking away.
I heard Harry’s protest’s behind me in an attempt to keep me from leaving, it was clear that i was way past pissed off.
-Harry’s POV-
Why did i say that?! (Y/n) isn’t stupid, in fact she is really smart. Smarter than me.
“What’s with (y/n)?” Niall asked, walking out onto the balcony of mine and (y/n)’s flat. It was just a few moments ago that we were out here laughing and having fun, why did i have to open my big mouth and offend her?
“Where did she go?” i asked, suddenly panicked.
She wouldn’t leave me for this… would she?
“She left. I think she said something about being stupid and not being smart enough.” Niall said, completely oblivious to the seriousness of the situation at hand.
it almost pissed me off how carefree Niall had it. His girlfriend India is so laid back, just like him, so they never have any issues like me and (y/n) do.
“shit. shit. shit. shit.” i cursed myself under my breath.
“What’s going on?” Niall asked, catching on to my distress.
Running my hand through my curls, i picked up my phone and dialed (y/n)’s number. She didn’t answer.
Fuck this is bad.
“Harry?” Niall asked again, his face now taking on a concerned expression.
“I’ll tell you later, Niall.” I said, running my hand through my curls once again. This is stressing me out more than it should.
I tried calling a couple more times, but she didn’t answer and i don’t think she plans on it either.
Where is she?!
Where does she go when she is upset… BINGO. i’m going to get my girl back.
-Your POV-
it’s not that Harry’s words hurt my feelings, i am just surprised that he said that. He has never called me names before, especially not something so insulting.
i’m sitting by the lake a few blocks down from our flat, i come here when i need time to think on my own.
“(y/n)?! babe?!” i heard Harry yell from about a block away.
Oh great. He has probably come to tell me how stupid i am for running out on him like that.
“babe! there you are, i’ve been worried sick about you.” Harry said, running up to me. His cheeks were flushed, he must have been running around looking for me.
i stay silent, avoiding eye contact.
“(y/n), please don’t be mad at me.” Harry pleaded, grabbing my hand. i pulled it away from his grasp, leaving him puzzled.
“Why shouldn’t i be? You said yourself that i’m stupid.” i said, the venom in my voice coming out much clearer than i had expected it to.
“I didn’t mean it, you know that.” Harry said, shaking his head.
“do i?” i challenged.
“look, i’m sorry okay? i know i shouldn’t have said that, and there is no excuse for it.” He said, his eyes brimmed with tears.
was he really going to cry because i’m mad at him?
“please forgive me.” Harry whispered, taking my hand in his. This time i didn’t pull away as i saw a tear roll down his pink cheeks.
God, he is so emotional. Well… i guess that is Harry for you.
“don’t cry. i forgive you, just don’t be such a dick next time.” i said, with a giggle. my thumb swept under his eye, wiping away the single tear that fell seconds ago.
a smile took over his whole face, his green eyes bright with relief.
i squeezed his hand, and brung him in for a hug. i felt his breath on the top of my head before he kissed it softly.
“Let’s get back.” Harry said, sighing.
i nodded and followed him back to the flat, hand in hand.
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A/N:
Thanks for reading this imagine! i hope you enjoyed it!
i kind of got the idea for this imagine from that one Hannah Montana episode where Lilly and Oliver get in a fight over "their song" lol
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love ya <3
-India xx
