(Imagine 1)
Déchirements (Heartbreak):
Once the clock struck midnight, you knew he wasn't coming home. With a small sigh, you turned the TV off then slowly dragged yourself up the long stairs; which you thought the house you both lived in was obnoxiously large and absolutely hated it.
But Harry loved this house, so you went along and made it home.
A tear escaped your eye when you tucked yourself into bed, a task which Harry would normally do. You laid in bed wondering where it all went wrong. Just a few days ago, you were both ring shopping for Zayn who was going to propose to his girlfriend, Perrie, in a few days.
He wasn't acting strange, everything was normal, what went happened?
You train of thought was broken when you heard the front door slam close making you jump. You wrapped the silky robe around your small body and raced down the stairs, only to find a drunken Harry with an even more drunk blonde clinging onto him for dear life.
More tears fell down your cheeks, "(Y/N)?," Harry slurred blinking a few times, not believing that you were standing in front of him and the tramp.
"H-Harry?," You stuttered out. If you listened real close, you could hear the sound of your heart breaking into two.
"W-Who is she?," Your breath was shaky as Harry looked down to the blonde
"Miranda?," He questioned, she nodded, "Miranda." Harry confirmed. You sighed, knowing that this was the end of (Y/N) and Harry.
Wiping the tears, you stupidly walked upstairs, ready to pack your things and get the hell away from him and Miranda.
You heard Harry run after you, he stood by the doorway shaking his head. "Kitten," He whispered making you whimper.
"P-Please," He started towards you, laying your hand on him chest - you gave it a rough push. "What have I done?," Your bottom lip quivered as you asked.
"Nothing," Harry responded, "You told me that you would never let anyone hurt me, yet you're the one that broke me, Harry." You cried.
"I'm done." Were the last two words you said to Harry Styles before leaving and starting a fresh new start.
