Harry Styles Imagines

You love Harry, not Zayn.

(2013 Harry)

!!!DISCLAIMER!!!
This imagine starts off with you and Zayn being together, and ends with you and Harry being together!

You and Zayn had been together for just under a year now. You had loved every second of your relationship with him, until last month, he was getting very distant a with you, not as many hugs or kisses. In bed he wouldn't cuddle you anymore. Little talk. Just very distant and you were curious on to why he was acting like this.

You were staying round Zayn's tonight, and he had Harry round too. You missed them so much as you haven't seen them both in a week.

'Hey Y/N!' Harry says as he brings you into a hug and takes you indoors. You get butterflies in his stomach whenever he touches you.

'God Y/N, snap out of it! Zayn is your boyfriend, not Harry!' You think to yourself.

'Hey Haz, how are you?' You ask smiling up at him.
'I'm alright thanks, how about my Y/N?' He asks grinning as he sits down on the settee. You blush.
'Uh, yeah...I'm okay' you reply, putting on a fake smile.
'You sure?' He asks, looking fully at you.
'Positive' you reply, smiling wide. He smiles back and turns around and walks towards the settee. Your smile fades as you keep on thinking about Zayn.

You sit cross legged next to Harry on the settee and and look around, 'where's Zayn?' You ask Harry.

'Oh yeah, he's just gone out with Louis and Niall, he said that he should be back by 8pm' Harry replies, turning his head back towards the game he was playing.

'Oh, alright, why didn't you go with him? you ask. He shrugs his shoulders and looks at you.

'I'd rather stay here with you, honestly.' He says smiling. You blush again and look at the clock. 7:56pm.

'Any minute now really' you think to yourself. 20 minutes went by, when Zayn came strolling in happily. You look up at him, his smile fading as he takes his shoes off. You bite your lip and look away. 'What have I done?' You question yourself.

'Hey Zayn did you have a good time tonight?' Harry asks, pausing his game and looking at him.

'It was amazing Harry! you should've been there! It was such a laugh!' He says chuckling. You look down at the ground and sigh.

'Oh yeah, hi Y/N' Zayn says, rolling his eyes.

You don't reply, you just look up at the ceiling, rubbing your eyes. Harry turns off the Xbox, sits back down and turns you to face him.

'What was that all about Y/N?' He asks sad.

'I don't know, he's been distant with me lately and I think he doesn't like me anymore, ugh I don't know Haz, i'm so confused!' You say frustrated as you put your head on Harry's shoulder. He strokes your back and kisses your forehead. Man did you love it when Harry kissed you.

'Y/N, he's probably just having a bad week! Theres no way he wants to break up with you, he loves you' Harry whispers, feeling sad. After all he loves you more than Zayn ever has and will. You look up at him and shake your head. You both stare at each other for a while. Faces inches apart. You want to kiss him. So bad.

'No, Y/N. Stop yourself now.' You get up to break the awkwardness.

'I'm gonna go talk to him' you say, taking a deep breath. Harry nods and turns the tv on.

You frown and walk downstairs into Zayn's room. He was on his bed scrolling on his phone.

'Zayn, are you okay?' You ask. He sighs and looks at you angrily.

'No' he says sternly.

'Well, what's the problem?' You ask, leaning against the door.

'YOU' he says as he gets up and walks towards you. You flinch and run to the other side of his room.

'Zayn, please just calm down and tell me what's the matter!' You say, calmly. He storms towards you and pins you against the wall.

'You don't know when to fucking stop do you?' He shouts.

'Stop what? I don't understand' you say, tear slipping from your eye. He lets go of you harshly.

'Stop being so clingy! Did I mention you're getting fat too? You don't know when to stop eating! You don't fucking respect me, you flirt with Harry, you always want a cuddle or a kiss and I'm sick of it!' He pauses.

'sick of you' he shouts.

Those words cut deeper than a knife, you look down and let out a sob. You look at him and become angry.

'I hate you...I fucking hate you Zayn Malik! You're an asshole, you don't love me! You never did! You only love yourself!' You shout and cry, pushing him. You run out of his room and run downstairs, put your shoes on, grab your bag and run out of the door as fast as you can.

You drive home and run upstairs into your room and slam the door. You have never been so sad and angry in your life. You hated him. How could he say that to you? When you calmed down you finally got to sleep.

You wake up and look at your phone.
1 new text message from: Harry❤️
6 missed call from: Harry❤️

'Hey Y/N, I know you're upset right now. Zayn told me everything, even what he told you. I yelled at him telling him how much of a dick he was for doing that to you, I know that won't make the situation any better but I don't understand how he could do that to a beautiful girl like you Y/N. What I said was wrong, he doesn't love you, I do. I hope I can come round and talk to you too sort this out and to treat you better, please. Haz xxx

The butterflies had come back again.

'He feels the same way?' You thought to yourself as you smile. You love Harry.

'Fuck, I think I do love Harry. He's cuddled me, God, kissed me more times than Zayn has, he's loved me better than Zayn has.' You sit up abruptly and think harder.

'I've fallen for Harry you think to yourself. You don't love Zayn. you love Harry. You fall back into your bed, after 30 minutes of processing what's happening right now, you text Harry back, knowing exactly what you want, who you want.

Harry, I love you too, I mean it. We need to talk about this, please come over asap! Y/N xxxx

You lock your phone and put it on your desk. You walk into your bathroom, brush your teeth, and change out of your pyjamas.

10 minutes later you hear a knock on your door. You walk downstairs and open it. Harry was stood there, grinning at you. When all of a sudden he picked you up hugging you tight, spinning you around. He puts you down, and smiles at you. You take a deep breath and look at him.

'I love you Harry, I'm not just saying that because me and Zayn are done and you're my 'rebound'. You're far from that. I was thinking earlier on how much you were there for me and how you cared about me more than Zayn ever did. You treated me better than he did, and I love you for that. You mean everything to me Harry and I love you a lot' you tell him.He smiles and hugs you tightly.

'I love you so much Y/N, I'm so glad you've finally realised it' he replies. You just smile to yourself and sighed a sigh of relief.

'Zayn was nothing compared to Harry'

(please comment what imagines you'd like me to do next) all the love, Xx