Sidemen Imagines

Fifa Disaster (Harry #5)

Disclaimer : I don't own the right to the song used.

I had just got off work, earlier than usual, so thought I would go and pay Harry a surprise visit. I texted Cal to see if Harry was in and see if I could come over. He said he was in and that I was welcome over anytime. Me and Cal have been friends since high school and he was the one who first introduced me to Harry, I can't be thankful enough.

I reached out and knocked on the door quite quietly but audible. A few seconds past before Cal opened the door. He pulled me into a hug which I welcomed and hugged him back before stepping back and closing the front door slowly so it didn't make too much noise.

"It's great to see you again (Y/N). How have you been?" Cal asked me as we walked over to the kitchen.

"I've been good; work has been a bit long but nothing I can't manage. How about you?" I say and ask back to keep the conversation flowing.

"Yeah same here YouTube takes a lot of work but in the end it will pay off", Cal replies back before looking at the clock. "I'm really sorry (Y/N) but I'm going on a date with Sarah tonight and I need to go and pick her up now. Feel free to stay as long as you want and you know where everything is if you need something", Cal says frantically picking up his things he needs before waving goodbye to me as he exits the flat.

"It's fine Cal don't worry", I said just before he left. I'm left alone now in the kitchen so I grab myself a glass cup from the cupboard and pour some orange juice into it from the fridge. I slowly sip some of it before taking out another glass and filling it for Harry. I pick the two glasses up and take them with me down the corridor. I could hear shouting as I walked down the corridor until I go to the entrance of Harry's room where the volume increased. I peered my head in to see he was playing Fifa which explained the high level of noise. I walked into his room slowly trying to sneak up on him to surprise him as he didn't know I coming. I had made it all the way past his bed when all of a sudden Harry sprang out of his chair and threw it behind him where it collided with my body. The chair hit me in the torso and face mostly, making me fall to the floor before the chair bounced back onto the floor however that wasn't the worst part; the glasses of juice had spilled all over me and shattered. There were miniscule pieces of glasses scattered across the room but also into my skin. I moaned out in pain as shards of glass stuck out from my arms.

Harry had turned around when he heard me wince out in pain with his face struck with horror. "(Y/N)! What are you doing here? I didn't even hear you come in and I'm so sorry, if I knew you were there I wouldn't have thrown the chair. Are you alright? " he said as the chair hit the floor.He looked down at me where my arms are held out in front of me. "OMG (Y/N) your arms are bleeding and you have glass stuck in them. I'm so so so so sorry", Harry said now with tears flowing down his cheeks.

"It's fine. I'll be fine", I reply also with tears rolling from my eyes.

"You're not fine at all (Y/N), it was all my fault. Just don't move the glass because it can make it dig in more. We will have to let the hospital deal with that", Harry says slightly scared as he helps me up onto my feet then he grabs some tissue to clear some of the blood, dabbing lightly to make sure he doesn't knock the glass by accident and then picks up his car keys tightly with anger at how stupid he thought he had been. Frustration drowned him and sorrow swept in.

We walk out of the flat and get into one of lifts luckily with no one else in besides us. I can't have imagined getting in with other people staring at us wondering how it happened. We exited the lift speedily not wanting to see anyone and quickly walk to the car.Harry helps me into the passenger seat of the car, placing the seat belt under my arms as i hold them out in front of me helpless to move them. He clicks in the seatbelt carefully and before closing the door he pecks the top of my forehead. "Thank you", I say smiling at him and he gives me a small smile back, I could see the sadness and worry behind it and I could see the blame he'd put on his shoulders.