✤ Harry Styles Imagines ✤

The Thing About Love

The thing about love

  I sat quietly on the beach chair, with my hands around my legs. I stared on the white sand with no emotions of any sorts. I didn't want to see Harry cuddling and doing the goo goo eyes with that...girl he likes so much. Spending the summer vacation seeing them be so gooey and lovey dovey with each other is just too much for my eyes to handle. But why am I here with them? Because the other boys begged me too. Said that the vacation won't be complete without me. How can I resist those idiots?

  And, cue the couple! There they are, sitting beside each other beside the shore. I just kept my eyes glued on Harry as he laughed with that bitch. I never really liked that girl, and so did she. When she bragged about how much Harry is so sweet and affectionate to her and it's getting obvious that she's intending to make me jealous, I was THIS close to hitting her with the chair. Well, I won't regret it because hey, love makes you do crazy things.

  But Harry made it clear. That he loved her. It then caused me to argue with him. Then it got worse and worse when we threw insults at each other. Anger kept on making me shout things that I didn't even really mean. I finally stopped shouting when Harry shouted something that hit me harder that a rock.

  He hates me.

   Those words just kept circling around my mind widly. I was feeling both angry and hurt. A part of me was still desperate for him. Still desperate for his kiss, his hug, his warmth. And those lingered in me for so long. So long, that it confused me. And spending the next few weeks sitting alone on the couch slowly tore me apart. I spent so many days crying my heart out. The pain just grew each day that passed without him.

   I didn't notice that Niall was looking at me with a smirk placed on his lips. I snapped into reality and looked at him. He raised one of his eyebrows, seemingly knowing what I was thinking. I just scoffed and looked at the blue waters. A few moments passed, and I couldn't resist looking at them again. That was when Niall spoke up.

"Jealous ey?" he jokes, nudging me.

I just uttered the "tsk" sound, and ignored him.

"I know you love him (Y/N), it's so obvious."

"Y-yeah..."

He looks at me again, and this time, I looked at him.

"Admit it, you're jealous."

I looked at them again, sighed, and finally nodded.

"Tell you what  (Y/N), why don't we make him jealous?" he says.

"B-but, he hates me."

"Well, that's what we'll find out, won't we?"

    I thought about it for a while. Make him jealous? But he's too busy paying more attention to that blonde bitch he's with. I was about to say no when that girl looked at me. She smiled evily like manluficent and kissed Harry roughly. And the sight of seeing Harry kiss her back just burns me, not just with pain, but with anger and hate towards that bitch. I stood up quickly and looked at Niall, who was waiting patiently for my answer.

"O-okay, I'm in. But, why  did you think of this?" I asked him.

He stood up and walked closer to me.

"Because you're one of my bestest friends (Y/N). And it hurts me to see you getting hurt by that girl." he calmly replies.

I took a deep breath and smiled.

"Thanks Niall. But, one more question."

"What is it?"

"How the heck are we gonna make him jealous?"

He thinks for a moment, and after a few seconds, he gasps.

"I know! You and me!"

"Huh?"

"Let's pretend that I like you, and you like me too, and I'll pretend to say cheesy things at you. Later on, I'll ask you if you'll be my girlfriend. He'll be REALLY jealous, I'm sure!"

   That was a great idea, but that made me blush a little. I have a tiny crush on Niall, and that made me like him more. But I looked at the two again as they played in the waters happily. And seeing that bitch again, laughing and giggling with the one I love made me even more jealous. I finally nodded.

"Let's get this thing on!" Niall beams.

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    We headed down the beach along with the others. Seeing the other 3 boys and their girlfriends have fun made me smile. I then held Niall's hand as we ran into the water. Splashes and laughs were heard everywhere. I have to admit, I was having fun with him. He then splashes with a big wave of water. I then hit him back with an even harder splash.

"Unfair (Y/N)!" he shouts sarcastically.

"Well, I guess girls are even better than boys then!"

All of the boys looked at me.

"Oh no she didn't!" Zayn gasps.

"Oh yes she did!" Eleanor replies.

"Alright then. BOYS AGAINST GIRLS!" Harry shouted.

  All of us lined up. And unfortunately, I was standing beside the blonde. She looked at me again with those evil eyes. She looked at Harry and winked at him. He then replies with a wink. I felt myself getting heated up, clenching my fists tight. And, in a split second, all of us charged against each other. Huge splashed was whirled at all of us. Zayn seemed to be losing against Perrie. Eleanor and Louis just looked like as if they were playing like children. But Liam and Dani seemed to be like warriors. All of a sudden, I felt someone push me hard. I fell on the water face first. I stood up at once, and turned to see the bitch whistling suspisciously.

"Oopsie. My bad (Y/N), I'm sooooo sorry!" she sarcastically apologizes.

Niall quickly rushes to me, and helps me up.

"Are you okay? Are you hurt? Are you injured?" he fastly asks.

"Whoa there Niall, I'm fine! Just landed on water, no harm done."

  He smiles warmly, which made me smile as well. He then puts an arm around me, while I smiled again. From the corner of my eye, I saw Harry look at us. Not with an ordinary look, but with a what's-going-on-here-look. The blonde rushes towards him, and wraps her arms around him. He then smiles at her.

"It'll work (Y/N), trust me." Niall whispers.

  After a couple of hours, the night rolled in. We were all gathered around the campfire. The full moon shone beautifully in the night sky accompanied by the stars. I sat beside Niall, who still had that warm smile on his lips. I knew that this was the moment that I will find out if Harry does love me. I took in a deep breath and relaxed. My eyes couldn't resist to look at Harry, who just sat there quietly with the girl hugging his arm. He seemed to be comfortable with her, but his expression was different. So different.

"Alright, since we don't have a guitar, special thanks to Niall for forgetting it-" Louis starts, pointing at Niall.

We all laughed as Niall "bows" at his statement.

"...let's play "Never had I ever"!" he adds.

   All of us held our hands up, with our fingers spread widely. As the time passed, each one of us said something that made Niall put some of his fingers down. And when I said something that made him put his last finger down, he sighed in defeat. I giggled triumphantly, seeing that I was still left with 10 points.

"Alright, I lose. Hit me with the dare." Niall sighs.

Perrie then lights up, and points at me.

"Aha! I know! Since you and (Y/N) seem to be 'close' to each other, tell her something that you never said to her before!" she beams.

   The others gasps and ooos at the both of us. I just sat there, smiling wryly and fidgetting with my hands. Niall looks at me nervously. He then nods slightly, meaning that it's the time for him to say it.

"So? What'cha gonna tell me Niall?" I smiled.

"Yeah...what..." Harry mutters, enough for me to hear.

Niall took my hand, and a lot of squeals came from the girls' mouths.

"(Y/N), ever since we met, I fell in love with you. I didn't know how to say it to you, so I kept quiet. But I just couldn't resist you. I had to say it. I love you (Y/N), so much." he finally says.

I smiled widely and squeezed his hand gently.

"I love you too Niall. Very much." I replied.

   The others cheered at the both of us. I have to admit, that sentence made me blush a little. But only one person didn't move a muscle nor say something. Harry. He just stared at me with a sad expression. He just bit his bottom lip and looked down. I just watched as the blonde hugs him tightly, but with him not doing anything in response. I was about to blurt out the truth, but then Niall interrupted me.

"(Y/N), will you be my girlfriend?" he asks.

   Harry shot his head up at hearing those words come out of his mouth. At that moment, everything seemed still. He seemed to feel the same thing I felt a few moments ago. Hurt and Jealousy. Both that which tore my heart which looked like was tearing his as well. And then it hit me. It  hit me like  a rock being thrown at me. He does love me. He doesn't hate me, he was just mad. The look on his face said it all. I started to regret doing this in the first place. I should've just asked him properly.

   But love made me do this. Some part of me told me to do this. To make him feel jealous. But I never expected to seem him hurt. See, this is the thing about love. It made me do crazy things. Made me agree to this sillly nonsense and make him jealous. Love pushed me too far. And that bitch helped in making me agree to this. Now I just sat there regretting everything, not even saying a word.

"(Y/N)? You okay?" Eleanor asks worriedly.

I just looked at Niall's eyes, which seemed to wait for me to answer.

"Y-yes. I do." I finally blurted out.

   Wait...what? That wasn't me! I was about to say no! Why the fuck did I say this? Oh, right, love. Sometimes I really hate that love pushes you to do things you're not supposed to. And by those words, Harry swiftly stands up and looks at me with anger in his eyes. I looked down, feeling ashamed of what I did. I could've stop. But no. I still kept going on, thinking it wouldn't affect him that much. I did this maybe because I wanted to prove Niall wrong. That Harry doesn't love me.

"WHAT.DID.YOU.SAY?!" he roared.

I flinched at the sound of his loud voice, but no words escaped my mouth, not even a grunt.

"Harry babe, what's wrong?" the blonde asks, clutching onto his arm.

"GET OFF ME!"

The blonde quickly flinches, and sits down quietly.

    In one swift motion, he walks towards me and grabs my arm. His grasp was tight, too tight. He quickly pulls me away from the campfire, still keeping his hard grasp on me.

"L-LET ME GO HARRY!" I screamed.

He lets me go at once and looks at me with anger.

"WHAT WAS THAT (Y/N)? WHY DID YOU SAY YES?!" he growls.

I looked down, but I was a bit angry.

"I-I like him Harry..."

He scoffs and puts his hands on his hips.

"That's cute, but I don't fucking believe you!"

I then got even more angrier, and I shot  him a glare.

"WHAT ABOUT YOU?! YOU'VE BEEN TELLING ME A LIE FOR SO LONG!"

"WHAT?!"

"THAT YOU LOVE THAT BITCH!"

He suddenly shuts up, and looks somewhere else.

"I WANTED TO MAKE YOU JEALOUS HARRY, BECAUSE THAT BITCH PUSHED ME TOO FAR!"

He keeps his gaze away from me, not saying a word.

"It's KILLING me Harry! Killing me! The thought of not being yours KILLS me everyday I see you with that girl!"

He then turns to me to say something but I interrupted him.

"I LOVE YOU HARRY! THERE, I SAID IT!"

   He widens his eyes at me. He was suprised. His face starts to soften as it began to sink into him. I realized that I was already crying. My heart began to feel heavier the longer he kept quiet. I began to get weak on the knees, my heart pounding so fast. I broke down into more tears as I buried my head in my hands. My heart began to swirl with too many emotions that I could handle. The silence was slowly killing me.

   I then felt a hand lift my face up. I then saw his green eyes staring into mine. His gaze was softer now, softer that his gaze before. But his lips were still in a straight line, so still and motionless. His thumb gently wiped my tears away as I began to calm down. As if his stare was slowly taming me. The comfort of his presence made me calm down.

"(Y/N)...I..."

"I'm s-sorry Harry... I-I'm so sorry..." I managed to choke out.

   He remained silent, with his eyes looking at my lips. I looked at him, with a burning desire to kiss his lips. He slowly leans towards me, his eyes slowly closing. I couldn't take it anymore, so I went ahead of him. I kissed him. For a moment, he seemed to be surprised by my trance, but as I deepened the kiss, he began to sink in. He kissed me back with such passion and love that I've ever felt. The feeling of hurt began to drift away from my chest.

   The kiss was so soft, so gentle and passionate. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he pulls me by my waist. He finally pulls back, with our foreheads still touching. I looked into his eyes, and found nothing but love and care. His lips were now formed into a warm smile. The pain was gone. He made it go away. The boy that was once the source of my pain was also the one who took it away. I smiled widely, finally feeling happy.

"I'm sorry that I shouted that I hate you (Y/N), I was only angry." he whispers.

"It's okay...let's just forgive each other. Sound good?" I asked.

"Very good."

He cups both of his hands on my cheek and whispers:

"I love you so much. More than that girl."

I smiled and simply kiss him in reply.

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