Harry Styles Imagines

He gets angry and scares you.

(2017)

You had just come back from visiting your parents. You did invite Harry, but he was busy. You didn't question him, as he was in a very bad mood. You hated speaking to him when he was like this. You unlock the front door to see that Harry had left empty beer bottles and rubbish everywhere. The tv was still on. You sighed, put down your bag and keys and walked over to the mess.

'Why the fuck can't he clean up after himself' you ask yourself, taking the beer bottles in your hand, heading towards the kitchen. You put them on the side and sigh. You put your head in your hands and take a deep breath. You walk back into the living room to clean up when you see Harry at the door frame. You rolled your eyes and just continued cleaning up his mess.

'What's wrong with you?' He says, getting another beer out the fridge. You stop what you were doing and turn around to look at him.

'Harry, I come home to find beer bottles everywhere and rubbish scattered all across the living room! You need to learn to clean up after yourself!' You say, calmly, not wanting to piss him off. That didn't work. He slams the fridge door shut, making you jump.

'What. Did you. Just say. To me?' He growls turning around to face you. You gulp, but don't show your weakness. You decide to fight back.

'I said! You need to learn to clean up after yourself! It's a pisstake!' You say, more aggressively. He puts down his beer and walks over to you. You instantly take a step back, hitting the wall.

'Fuck' you mutter under your breath. He presses his body against yours.

'Shut the fuck up Y/N. I'm fucking stressed out at the moment alright? The least you can do is fucking be nice to me!' He growls in your ear. You look away from his eyes, but he just grabs your chin, making you look at him.

'I'm always nice to you Harry. I just I hate coming home to a mess. Why are you stressed out? You can tell me' you say calmly. He slams his hands against the wall, blocking you in. You close your eyes and bite your lip.

'MAYBE I DONT WANT TO FUCKING TELL YOU EVERYTHING. MAYBE I'M STRESSED BECAUSE OF YOU' he spits. He walks away, throwing an empty beer bottle on the ground, making it smash into a thousand pieces. You jump up, heart racing. You hear your bedroom door slam.

'Don't worry Y/N, you're safe. You're completely fine. Just leave. Leave him alone. He'll calm down' you think to yourself. You walk towards the door, picking up your keys and bag. You stop in your tracks.

'I should leave him a note' you say, grabbing your notebook and pen.

dear Harry,
I don't know how much you remember of last night, but I'll tell you anyways. I came home to the house being a mess. you got angry at me. saying how maybe i'm the reason for you being stressed and angry. i'm sorry, Haz. I am. But the way you spoke to me and threw that bottle on the ground scared me so much, I had to leave. I can't be around you anymore. i'm so scared that one of these days you'll hurt me. i'm sorry, but I've left, I don't know how long for, but I promise I'll be back.
I love you with all of my heart Haz.
Love Y/N Xx

You felt tears rolling down your face as you set the pen down, sobbing quietly, you pick your things back up, get in your car and drive to Louis' house.

When you got there, you were a mess. Mascara was running down your face, your eyes were red and puffy and you were shaking. He opens the door smiling.

'Hey Y/N, how-' he gets cut off when he notices your face. He brings you inside and hugs you tightly. You sob into his chest and hold onto him for dear life.

'Shhhh, love it's okay. What's happened?' He asks sitting you both onto the settee. You calmed down and told him everything. He looked so sad and confused.

'That is so unlike Harry. There's something wrong with him. Even the boys and I have noticed it. Y/N, you're the only one who can fix this. He needs you. He loves you with all of his heart. He's hurting. We don't know why, you don't know why. But he'll only open up to you.' You take a deep breath and wipe your eyes.

'Maybe you're right Louis. Is it okay if I just stay here for tonight? Please?' You ask.

'Yes of course love!' He says.

The next day

You wake up and groan, last nights events playing through your mind. You check your phone.

89 missed calls from Harry💗
68 text messages from Harry💗

You bit your lip and locked your phone. You got up and got ready. Once you've finished you go downstairs to see Louis on the settee watching spongebob.

'Uh, Louis, im gonna go back home now' you say walking over to him sitting next to him. He smiles.

'Okay, love. Be careful. I'm here if you need anything I promise' he says, kissing your cheek.

'Thank you Louis, for everything' you say, hugging him. You walk out the door into your car and drive as quickly as you can to yours and Harry's house.

You unlock the door and walk inside. You look around, no sign of Harry. You take your shoes off and put your things down on the counter. As you were about to head upstairs, Harry comes running down them. He takes one look at you and breaths a sigh of relief. You look at him, his eyes were red and puffy, his hair was a mess and he was only in his boxers.

'Kitten?' He asks. You start to cry. He runs over to you and takes you into his arms.

'Where have you been? I've been worried sick! Oh Y/N, never leave me again' he says, stroking your hair. You look up at him.

'I'm sorry' you whisper. He kisses your forehead.

'Don't you dare be sorry. It was all me. It's all my fault. I read your note. I am so so so so sorry baby. I didn't mean to scare you and to be so hurtful and mean towards you. None of this is your fault. I've just been so stressful with this whole album shit that I don't know what to do with myself. I'm a mess Y/N. I need you.' He says. At this point he was crying himself. You look up at him.

'Harry. I forgive you. We all get stressed honey, I understand you completely. I love you from the bottom of my heart. You can talk to me about anything. I will always be on your side and I will always love you no matter what.' You say, pecking his nose. He smiles and picks you up, spinning you around. You giggle as he sets you back down.

'I am so glad I have you Y/N. You really do complete me. I love you' he says, kissing you passionately.

This was the Harry you fell in love with.

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