Harry Styles Imagines

He hits you.

(2013 Harry)

You and Harry have been together for almost a year. You've loved every moment of it, that was until about a week ago. He started getting distant. No kisses. No cuddles. No nothing. You felt like it was your fault, so you didn't try and speak to him about it, just in case you'd make it worse.

One night, you were sitting on yours and Harry's bed watching tv, writing. You were writing a song. This was something that you've always wanted to do, especially since it's for Harry. You hummed and wrote down a few more words, as you were almost finished you heard the front door slam, making you flinch. You quickly put your book and sheets away and got up. You heard Harry's footsteps coming up the stairs. He comes through the door and slams it shut also. You gulp.

He locks the door and turns back around to you.

'Harry?' You ask with a worried look. He doesn't say a word. He just starts to come closer to you, slowly. You back up into the corner until your back hits the wall.

'You're scaring me, Harry. Please' You say holding your arms out. He stops when he's touching you, looking down on you. You try to push him away, but he grabs your hands and pushes them forcefully against the wall, making you wince.

'You're so fucking annoying.' He growls in your ear, sending shivers down your spine. Those words broke you. You look up at him.

'I-I...what?' You ask, heart breaking and tears blurring your vision.

'I saw you with a guy walking around the park. And to me he looked very happy to be with you, arm around you, kissing your cheek.' He says, getting more angry. You could smell the alcohol on his breath. You let out a shaky sigh.

'Please Harry, let go of me. You're hurting me.' You say looking at your arm. He only tightens his grip on them harder, making you squeak out in pain.

'Harry!' You shout at him, breaking free from his grip. You took this opportunity to run to the door. You try to open it twice, but realise it's locked, as you were about to unlock it, it was too late. Harry had pulled you and slammed you against the wall. He had You right where he wanted.

'HARRY PLEASE! YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE ON ABOUT! THAT IS MY COUSIN, JAMIE!' You shout at him, getting angrier by each word. He growls.

'STOP FUCKING LYING TO ME Y/N' he shouts back, slapping you across the face. You can't believe what he just did. You were so sad and frightened that you didn't really know what to do. You couldn't even look at him. This was not the Harry you fell in love with. You let out a sob and ran downstairs grabbing your phone and car keys. You heard Harry shout your name. You knew he didn't mean it, you knew deep down inside that he loves you and he fucked up, but you carried on, got into your car and drove to Louis' house.

Once you got there, you ran up to the door knocking on it loud. He opens the door and without you letting him even get the chance to speak you run and hug him, crying. He immediately brings you inside and sits you down on the sofa. When you stopped crying and calmed down you told him everything.

'He HIT YOU?' he shouts standing up, fists clenched, hard.

'Please Louis, wait. Just I can't go back, at least not now I can't.' You say, looking down into your lap, playing with your bracelet, Harry got you that. You let a tear escape your eye, but wiped it away quickly.

'Y/N, love. I know you're hurting right now. What he did was so wrong. You didn't deserve it. You can stay here for as long as you'd like okay?' He says playing with your hair. You smile and give him a bear hug. He switched on the tv and you two watched some spongebob to cheer you up. You rest your head on his shoulder and fall asleep.