Harry Styles Imagines

#Harry

~Your POV

You're together with Harry for 7 months now and everything was always fine. But since one week Harry is not the same anymore. He barely speaks to you and he isn't home the most of the time. Harry would always tell you that he's going out, clubbing with the boys. You know that Harry loves to have fun and go out, but he knows that you love that too, but he never takes you with him.

You're sitting on the couch, watching TV and waiting for Harry to come home. It's 6 pm and he should have came home 2 hours ago. Suddenly the front door opens and you jump off the couch, walking out of the living room.

"Hey Harry" You managed to say. "H-How was your day?" You asked and looked at him, biting your lip. You hoped he would talk to you.

"None of your business" He simply respond.

You can see it in his eyes that he is slightly annoyed. Before you could say anything else he walked past you and up the stairs to your shared bedroom.

'At least he talked to me' You thought to yourself and settled back onto the couch.

A few minutes later you hear footsteps coming down the stairs. They belonged to a fancy dressed Harry.

"Where are you going?" You walked to the front door, again.

"Somewhere" He said and left, smashing the door behind him.

"I love you too" You leant against the closed door. The tears were falling down.

'What have I done wrong?'

You collected yourself and grabbed your phone to call Liam. He always was like a brother, you can tell him everything and he will understand you.

"Hey L-Liam.." You sobbed.

"(Y/n). Is everything alright?" He was worried.

"Yes...well, no...I-I don't know what I should do" You choked.

"Ok. I'll be here in 10 minutes" He said and hang up.

You went to the bathroom to remove your makeup and wash your face, hopefully you wouldn't look like a total mess. Some time later the doorbell rang and you looked one last time in the full length mirror next to the door, before you opened it.

"Hey" You weren't able to say more and motioned for Liam to come in.

"Hey. What's wrong" He hugged you and followed you into the living room.

The two of you sat down on the couch and you did your very best to stop the tears.

"Is it because of Harry?" He asked.

"Is it that obvious?" You looked at him and you almost laughed at the thought that the boy you used to love is the reason why you're crying.
"I'll take that as a yes"

"It's just...I don't know. I'm totally clueless." You sighed. "I don't know what I've done wrong. I mean I couldn't have done anything wrong, because he isn't here the most of the time. And when he is here, we don't talk. He doesn't even want to be in the same room as I"

"Don't say that" Liam put a hand on your shoulder, squeezing it gently.

"I know you want to defend Harry, but you don't know what's going on. He's slowly but surely breaking me" You bite the inside of your cheek.

"I don't want to defend him. The last time one of us spoke to him was last Friday" He stated.

"Wait...what!? You haven't seen him since Friday?" You said the words, but your mind went crazy.