Harry Styles Imagines

08 - Things between us (au)

IMPORTANT NOTE:  I've received a lot of comments saying 'ugh she should not forgive him this easily' or 'this is unrealistic. if he cheated once, he'll cheat again' and YES I agree but currently you are reading a row of PERSONAL IMAGINES  so they've been requested this way. I did NOT think of the plot! I wrote it how they wanted me to write it so please don't complain that it is unrealistic. I know it myself. Thanks for your attention.

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PERSONAL IMAGINE

THINGS BETWEEN US

 "Hey, have you seen Harry?" I ask a friend of mine who my boyfriend Harry and I are visiting since she and her husband are throwing a little party, nothing huge.

 "Sorry, Ariana. Maybe he is outside with the other men or he went to the toilet." She answers shrugging and I nod, thanking her quietly. Outside, I ask a few other people if they have seen Harry but no one seems to know where he is. All I want is to go back home and since he has the car keys I have to find him.

 My legs carry me upstairs but no restroom is taken. Where else could he be? Feeling a bit suspicious I open some doors just to find no one. Harry would not leave without me. He would tell me, right?

 When I open another door my jaw drops and I wish I could make everything undone. I wish I wouldn't have looked for him, I wish I wouldn't have opened all those doors to find him. I wish I would have never found out. Because this hurts. This sight stabs me over and over again.

 Harry presses Alice, a good friend of mine, against a wall, working his lips, which I thought would only explore my body, on her neck. Her head tilts to the side and her eyes take me in while I'm still standing in the door frame, my mouth wide open and tears brimming in my eyes.

 No.

 "Harry, hey, Harry, stop. Harry, stop." Alice says and presses Harry from her. Harry takes a few steps away from her and turns around to see me. His jaw drops and he runs his fingers through his hair.

 "Ariana..."

 "I'm sorry...I didn't...I mean, alright....I didn't want...to...interrupt you." I stutter and close the door again, making my way to the stairs. But a firm grip spins me around and Harry stands right in front of me, way too close for my liking.

 "Get away from me, Harry." I whisper, my voice shaking from my tears.

 "Baby, please."

 "No, please don't call me that," I beg and pull at my arm, "Isn't it enough already? Didn't you hurt me enough?"

 "I'm sorry."

 "No, I'm sorry, Harry. I'm sorry for being so boring, for being not what you want. I'm sorry, Harry, for not being Alice. I'm so sorry!" I cry and I see Alice standing behind him, "And you, you can have him. He is all yours."

 "Ariana..." Harry begs, "I love you."

 I laugh whilst wiping away some tears. "I didn't know that this is the way you define love. Cheating on your girlfriend is what you call love? I didn't know that we have a relationship going on, no strings attached. You could have ended it. You could have said it in my face and not behind my back. I'm so done. It's over, Harry, I...God!"

 "No, no, no please don't say we are over. We...I...you don't— Don't end it, please. I love you."

 "I didn't end this...this thing between us, Harry. You did, you ended it by cheating on me, with a friend of mine!" I say and shake my head. I should stop crying. He is not worth it, not a single tear I shed for him. Turning around, I go downstairs but when I'm halfway down I turn around to say more things that came to my mind.

 "You know, I just can't believe it. I always thought we both...you are my Prince Charming, you are the one I have been waiting for. So many things threatened to tear us apart. Your job, my parents, my job, friends. God, my parents and friends even have warned me about you and I didn't want to listen. I always said 'Harry? No, he is perfect. He is the one I've been waiting for.' But they were all right. I love you but you are an asshole. The biggest I have ever seen and I mean...I know a lot of assholes! But you, you are worse than anyone else."

 As I held my little speech Harry sheds a few tears and I almost want to run upstairs again and hug him. What did he do to me? Was this his plan? Making me fall in love with him so he can do whatever he wants because he knows that I'm weaker? That I will give in and forgive him?

 So many things were between us, almost tearing us apart but we always managed to get past them. And now I caught him cheating on me.

 "I love you, Ariana, and I don't just say that. Listen, I know you have every right to just leave and in the next minute I won't explain myself because I have no explanation. But I can tell you that I love you and that I regret everything I have ever done that's caused you pain," Harry starts and I hate how good he is in winning me back.

 "This won't work, Harry."

 "We can make it work again." Harry says and steps a few stairs down, standing now in front of me. He dares to take my hand and I don't push him away. Alice already left which is the best for her.

 "We can make it work, baby," Harry whispers and kisses my knuckles. My body is shaking from how much I try to control myself to not give in, "What I did was wrong and if I could I would make it undone but I can't. You can hate me all you want but love conquers it all, doesn't it?"

 "Don't pull those phrases on me."

 "I love you, Ariana," He says again and I turn my head to the side when he leans in, "I only need one chance. One chance to show you, to prove you that you are the only one for me. God, Ariana, I will do anything."

 "Leave me alone then. You would do anything? Stop hurting me, Harry." I whisper and Harry closes his eyes, a few strands of his curly hair falling into his face and as a bad habit of mine I push them out of his face to see his glossy green eyes.

 "I love you, Ariana. Don't do that to me. Don't push me away."

 "I'm not pushing you away, Harry. You left me when you started this with her."

 "One chance," Harry says and this time when he leans in I don't lean away, "Only one. I'm begging you."

 "Do you realize how much you are asking? Do you know how big the mistake you have done is?"

 "I know, baby." Harry breathes and his lips ghost above mine.

 "One chance?"

 "Yes, only one."

 "No." I say and push him away to finally leave but Harry pulls me back again. His lips press against mine and my head is screaming, screeching to push him away, to leave him but my heart, my heart wants this, him.

 "One chance," I breathe and feel Harry smiling. I can taste our salty tears on our lips, "Don't hurt me again, Harry."