Harry Styles Imagines

#Harry#Part4

~Your POV

You felt your eyes brimming with tears, but you refused to let them spill. After 3 weeks he has still this affect on you. Of course he has, you love him. Before you could turn around and go somewhere to think, Harry made eye contact with you, but your eyes were focused on the girl behind him. Harry turned around, to see what you're looking at. The girl rolled her eyes and Harry turned to you again.

He started walking towards you, more like jogging, but you shook your head and walked away in the opposite direction.

How could you be so stupid? Of course he's still with this girl. Your whole relationship meant nothing to him. She's prettier than you and you've seen her face somewhere before. On a cover of a fashion magazine. A model! Of course Harry would get enough of the ordinary girl. Of course he would prefer to be with a girl, who is better for 'publicity'. The entire time when he told you, that you're perfect to him and that he doesn't care what other people say, he was lying. And that hurt. But the top of everything is, that he brought her here. To your birthday party.

Fuck this girl.

Fuck Harry.

Fuck your feelings for him.

You got back to reality, as someone grabbed your wrist, spinning you around so you were almost bumping into his chest.

Harry

Who else would it be.

"(Y/N)." His voice was almost a whisper, barely audible over the loud music.

"No, Harry. Just...." You couldn't find the right words, so you just shook your head. Still, you held the tears back.

He opened his mouth to say something, but gladly you heard Liam's voice speaking in the mike again.

"Karaoke time, everybody!" He yelled and everybody clapped, getting excited. "Let's start with the birthday girl, should we?" He looked at you and motioned for you to join him on stage.

You turned to Harry, then you followed Liam's instruction and made your way towards the stage. Probably this could be a way, to 'talk' to Harry. You were a loss of words, not sure what to say. You should be angry and mad. But the more you think about it, you notice that you're sad and heartbroken. And it's his fault. Harry's fault.

You approached Liam and told him what you wanted to sing. Of course you whispered it into his ear, so nobody would hear your decision.

You held tightly onto the microphone as Liam walked off stage.

"This song....." You swallowed. "It's for a 'special' person." A tear rolled down your cheek and you directed your attention at Harry, who stood there and it seemed as if people avoided to stand near him, so you both could face each other better. "I just don't know what to say." You looked at Liam and gave him a quick nod. He told the DJ that this is his clue to play the song.

{I know I can't take one more step towards you
'Cause all that's waiting is regret
Don't you know I'm not your ghost anymore
You lost the love I loved the most

I learned to live half alive
And now you want me one more time

And who do you think you are?
Runnin' 'round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So don't come back for me
Who do you think you are?

I hear you're asking all around
If I am anywhere to be found
But I have grown too strong
To ever fall back in your arms

And I've learned to live half alive
And now you want me one more time