I watched as (Y\N) struggled to get up the stairs on those dreadful crutches.
Earlier that day, we were being chased by the paparazzi, and she'd twisted her knee on the curb. It immediately swelled, and she couldn't put any weight on it.
The doctor had said for her not to try and put weight on it till the scans showed what was wrong.
"Babe, can I help you?" I said from the bottom stair.
She simply glared at me, shook her head no, then continued her climb up the stairs. She was to proud to admit she needed any help.
I climbed up the stairs to where she stood.
"Here, I'll carry you." I suggested.
She laughed, then began ignoring me.
I took her crutches away, then without warning carefully draped her over my shoulder.
Once we were in the bedroom I laid her on the bed, elevated her knee, then popped in one of those sappy romance movies she loves.
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Harry Styles Imagines
FanfictionA variety of imagines about none other than the lovely Harry Styles. Hope you enjoy! Pregnancy, marriage, dating, and all stages of life included in these imagines.