♡ Harry Styles ♡ {Imagines}

Girl Crush.

Yo how you doin fam ?

Haven't updated in a while but I've got my exams coming up so I might be able yo update only every Friday/Saturday for the next two months :(

Anyways, here you go, I hope you guys understand this one because it'll be kind of Complicated. Remember that when she says 'Girl crush', she doesn't mean she's lesbian or Bi. So try to understand your best to understand this one.

Enjoy

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I layed in Bed, on my side of the bed, wrapped up in the bed sheets but still felt really cold. I couldn't sleep, I never could when the only thing running through my head was Her. Her beautiful Sky blue eyes, Full pink lips and Her amazing fit body. She was always, all the time, on my mind.

I've got a Girl Crush, Hate to admit it but I've got a Heart rush, It's slowing down.

I felt like I thought of her way more than I should have, but I knew exactly why. I want literally everything she has, she's perfect and I don't blame him for loving her.

I want to taste her lips, Just because they taste like him. I want to drown myself in a bottle of her perfume.

I want her long blonde hair, I want her magical touch because maybe then, He'd want me just as much.

I want to be Her.

I turned to the other side of the bed, looking at Harry with so much sadness in my eyes. Just looking at him sleeping makes my Heart speed up. I reached out hesitantly, too scared that If I touch him, I'll melt.

But the moment my Fingers brushed over his cheek, I instantly felt warm. I felt safe. I felt in love. But that's the thing, I didn't feel loved back at all.

Because with all the thought surrounding my head, the only thing that I focused on was Her. How she touched him in so many ways before and how she got to touch him whenever she'd like. He was Hers, But he was Never mine.

Why can't He love me? I know that I'm not as pretty, I'm not as cute, as Fun, as Amazing as Her. But I don't think anyone in this world can love him as much as I do. Not even her.

"Maybe one day you'll see How much I love you, Haz. You'll finally see That It doesn't matter How beautiful you are from the outside, But How kind and Pure you are from the inside." I whispered, as My hands caressed his Soft cheek gently.

I turned around, looking up at the ceiling. And as I tried to Close my eyes and imagine another life, where It'd be just me and Him, I couldn't because my mind instantly wandered off to Her. There isn't a time that she isn't on my mind, she simply always is.

Because I couldn't stop thinking about what I could do to be loved my him like she is, she is a perfect human being and I can't deny that. How, can I ever be Her?

My chin trembled and My eyes filled with tears as I thought of the countless number of times I stood in front of the Mirror, examining and counting all my flaws and then sitting on the Bathroom floor, weeping and sobbing because after realising for the millionth time that He'd never love an Ugly, worthless Girl like me.

He needs someone perfect and Not broken from the inside. He needs Her, Not me. And that Hurts like a Bitch.

The million dreams that I have about him being mine are honestly Countless, But that's why they are called dreams, they'd never come true. And all that Fu.cking Bullshit about how if you follow your dreams, they'll come true. I have been following Him for the past four years of my life, does it seem like he was ever mine? Fu.cking No, He was never.

I was Just always His Best friend and Nothing more.

I tossed and Turned, trying to Find a comfortable position to lay in but I knew that the only comfortable position that wasn't only comfortable but kept all the nightmares away was in His arms. But that's not my place to be, it's Hers.

The image of Her laying in his arms with bedsheets wrapped around both their bodies and her long hair spread on his Bare chest. How his head would be buried in her neck, Smelling her intoxicating scent.

She probably looked beautiful while sleeping, I mean she was naturally a Gorgeous person. Could be a model, If she wanted to.

That image Brought another flood of Tears down my cheeks. And I couldn't take in anymore, I started sobbing, Burying my head in my pillow, to make sure that they come out muffled so He wouldn't wake up to see me like this, 'what a Pathetic person', I imagine him saying to himself.

She surely wasn't pathetic, No wonder she Gets alot of guys.

"Hazel?" I heard His raspy voice whisper, shuffling on the Bed.

I slowly looked up, my Black hair messy infont of my face. And he sat there, a worried look on his face as he frowned,  his bright Green eyes shining in the darkness.

"Did I wake you? I'm sorry." I sniffled, turning away from him so he doesn't see that I'm crying.

"Are you being serious? I don't care that you waked me. What's wrong, why are you crying Haze?" He said, shaking his head in disbelief and leaning over to looke at me closely.

"It's nothing, don't worry." I assured him, turning to face the ceiling and sitting up. I got up, walking to the closet to pull out a hoodie and leggings. When I looked over at him, He was still on the bed with a confused look on his face.

"Where are you going?" He asked. I shrugged and walked over to the washroom, looking at myself and instantly frowning at my appearance. Sje surely looked beautiful even when she woke up, But I looked like an ugly cow all the Time.

I put up my hair in a messy pony tail and walked out not before splashing some water on my face. I put on my converse, turning to look at Harry one last time.

"Take care of Fluff." I nodded at him, before walking over to the door, petting the cute little puppy that we named Fluff, and slamming the Door shut.

And I walked to god knows where, She somehow found a way to my Mind again. She always does, No surprise.

I've got a girl crush, and I've got it real bad.