♡ Harry Styles ♡ {Imagines}

Sober.

Double update ayyy :)

Since I wouldn't be updating for a while now, I thought maybe I should Make as many updates today/tomorrow.

Enjoy

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"What?"

It seemed like the world suddenly stopped around me and my line of vision suddenly cleared out a little, and The Haziness surrounding my mind Faded for a second. The Alcohol in my system suddenly felt non- existent and for the first time In a very long time, I felt sober.

He stood in front of me, looking pissed as Ever, His forest-like eyes darkened into a deep shade of Black and His cheeks flushed. He was looking at me with angry eyes, His demeanour indicating that I really shouldn't say the wrong thing right now. But my drunken self didn't really understand what the Fu.ck was happening so I stood as clueless as ever in front of him.

"You Heard me, Hazel. We're over." He snapped at me. I blinked a couple of times, Shocked. I tried to take a few steps to reach out for him but I ended up stumbling and Falling on the Glass table behind me. I winced, feeling The glass getting stuck in my skin.

"- And that's Exactly why, Before you ask." He Said, crouching down and Helping me up. The pain was unbearable but Amount of drinks I consumed within the past Five hours Covered it up.

"Harryyyy.." I slurred, Looking around and frowning when My drunken mind realised that He's not Here and standing in front of me was actually My Brother, Looking at me with curious eyes.

No. It's happening again.

"Hazel, Snap out of it. I'm not Harry." My Brother Said, Carrying my Bloody body to the washroom to clean me up. I didn't even realise that I was crying until I felt The trickle of drops Escalating down my Cheeks.

"When did you become this broken, Hazel?" He sighed as he cleaned my cuts, each Cut stinging more than the other bit nothing can compare to the Pain I feel in my shattered Heart every single day.

"H-Harry.." I choked, Breathing heavily as I felt my Heart break for the billionth time from when He left me. My brother held me close, rubbing My back and reminding that It will be okay. But how can I believe him? Without Harry I'm a broken mess and my state right now can prove it.

"Does it Hurt?" He asked me. I shook my head as another flood of tears blurred my vision. "Everything Hurts." I slurred, Closing my eyes.

"I'm sorry, Baby." He whispered sympathetically. I frowned, opening my eyes and staring at him blankly. I think from the amount of tears I've cried, drinks I've drowned, Break downs I've had, That I've eventually and Finally become Numb from the inside and the outside.

I wasn't really sure if It was the fact that I was Hammered, But then, when am I not? I actually forgot what it felt like to be sober. I wouldn't want to remember anyway, because being sober brings back memories of him and that leads me into drinking ten times as bad. I'll probably get an overdose if I keep following this unhealthy routine but at this point in life, I Don't think theres anything That I'd want to live for so why Not?

"Can I sleep?" I mumbled, Avoiding making eye contact with my own self, with the mirror in front of me. I probably look like shit, I mean I am shit for Fu.cks sake!

He nodded, carefully helping me get off the counter. I stumbled, my head pounding as I tried to figure out which one was my room. My brother lead me inside it, kissing my forehead as he tucked me into bed after letting me change into my pajama shorts, keeping the same shirt on.

When He Walked out and closed the lights, I took out my phone, squinting at the screen due to the lack of Light. And once again, for the millionth night since The day that He left me, I looked through My 'Memories' File and scrolled through all the pictures and videos I took with Him and so I sobbed, until I managed to fall asleep.

And I realised at that moment that what Hurt the most wasn't the Fact that I lost Him and I'm never getting him back, It was that I lost him While I was drunk, and If I Was sober I would've Made him stay.

I lost My love And I don't even remember why.