Written by: @/ o-brienwrites
Summary: You and Harrison share the same group of friends, but somehow you can't stand each other. All of your friends wonder how long it'll take for you two to get along, or maybe even fall in love.
Word Count: 1, 311
Pairing: Harrison Osterfield x reader
Warnings: swearing, Asshole!Osterfield
Three years later
You sat down in the chair by your desk, facing the wall in front of it. The pictures on the wall seemed to stare back at you, memories pouring out of them. Your eyes drifted to a picture of your boyfriend, now ex boyfriend. You frowned. The sound of paper ripping echoed in your room as you tore apart the pictures of him. You scanned the wall for any pictures of him, ready to get rid of them.
You spotted a picture of you, your boyfriend, Tom and Harrison at a party. Harrison was frowning. You remembered that party. A fight broke out between your boyfriend and Harrison. It took you and Tom ages to break that fight up. You never knew that that fight was about, probably a disagreement. Harrison never liked your boyfriend. He always had something to point out about him. Flaws, his actions, all the little things that your boyfriend did seemed to bother him. Even his presences seemed to put Harrison off.
"Finally. He's gone." Harrison sighed as he plopped down in the couch. Your boyfriend just left your apartment, in which you shared with Harrison and Tom.
"Why do you dislike him so much?" You fired back, looking at him for answers. Was your boyfriend that bad?
"He's such a dickhead. He cheated on his previous girlfriend you know..."
"And you cheated on my sister." You said flatly.
"At least I learnt my lesson. At least I'm a decent human being." Harrison spat. "All he does it flirt with girls when you're not around. He's terrible! Why can't you see that? What do you even see in him?"
"I see a caring, charming and supportive man. He's a decent human being. Unlike you." You said in disgust. "Why? Are you jealous? That he's getting all of my love?" You smirked at Harrison.
"God. Why would I need love from such a desperate and pathetic girl? I'm pretty sure no one wants love from you. Your boyfriend is just your charity case." He rolled his eyes.
The words pricked your heart. Pathetic? Desperate? Charity case? How could he? You were not a charity case. You were annoyed, and your pms made annoyed you even more. Anger bubbled inside of you as you thought of a comeback, or any statement. You had no words. You were at the end of your rope. You were mad. So so mad at him. You grabbed your keys and wallet. You needed to think.
You sat in the booth of your favourite diner, sipping a chocolate milkshake. You needed some chocolate to soothe your nerves and to satisfy your cravings. You though about what Harrison said. Would your boyfriend cheat on you? Does he flirt with other girls? Was he really what Harrison had described?
You wanted to text your boyfriend so badly, but he was on the way to the airport for a flight. You sighed. Megan? No, she's at her parents place. Harry? No, he's filming overseas. Sam.
You picked up your phone and was about to text Sam Holland. Suddenly, a strong grip pulled you up, dragging you out of the your seat. You looked up at the person who was dragging you. Harrison Osterfield.
"Let go of me!" You struggled. Why was he here?
He remained silent as he pulled you out of the diner. It was pouring.
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THE HOLLAND BOYS AND HARRISON OSTERFIELD IMAGINES
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