Harry Styles Imagines

(107) - birthday frog

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"Hey, frog.", I greeted my boyfriend.
"Hey.", he said, his green eyes stuck looking at the phone in his hands.

"Frooog.", I whined.
"Hmm.", he hummed still not looking at me.

"You know, that in a month is your birthday...", I said tracing circles with my thumb on his stomach.
"Mhm.", he answered, still not taking his eyes off the phone.

"Who are you writing to, Styles? Should I get worried?", I started growing annoyed at him.

"Nobody.", he answered flatly.

"Alright, you're sleeping on the couch tonight.", I got up and started walking towards the kitchen.
"Babe, wait. I-I'm sorry. Come here.", he opened his arms for me.

I raised an eyebrow at his weird behaviour.

"What's wrong with you today? I wanted to make your birthday special and you are acting as If I don't exist."

"Well, I was organising your birthday."

"My birthday is in eight months.", I crossed my arms over my chest.

"Alright, alright, you got me."

"So what were you doing?", I plastered my best innocent smile and touched his arm softly.

"I was planning my birthday party.", he looked at me.

I froze. I wanted to organise it.
I wanted to make it special.
I wanted to invite the people.

"Who are you inviting?"

"Niall, Liam, Louis, Lou, Elise...-", I cut him off.

"Excuse me?", I was already annoyed at the fact that he was doing all of it on his own, and now he even invites the person he knows I despise.
I know that I'm being childish in every way, but I just am like this. I'll apologise later.

"What?"

"Why her? Out of all people. Why her?","You know very well that I don't like her. Are you doing it on purpose?"

"I can invite whoever the hell I want. It's my party, not yours.", he snapped.

"Are you listening to yourself Harry? She's going to ruin us. Our relationship. You and I!", I yelled.

"Stop it, you know very well that I don't like her. We're friends, for fuck's sake.", he threw his hands in the air.

"Friends. Of course.", I muttered.

I grabbed my car keys and headed towards the door.

"Where are you going, now? Are you running away?", he came closer to me.

"I want you to tell me the truth Harry. You are impossible. Don't you see the rumours people are spreading around? Do you really know who she is?","Do you really know her, Harry? I bet you don't."

"Of course I do."

"Goodbye Harry."

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A Week Later:

Harry's Point of View:

"I don't know mate, I haven't heard from her either. Try to call one of her friends.", Liam told me.

"You know very well she doesn't trust anybody to be her friend. I guess you are the only friend she actually has.", I rubbed my head.