THE HOLLAND BOYS AND HARRISON OSTERFIELD IMAGINES

Mean -Part 6 [Harrison Osterfield series]

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, 647

Pairings: Harrison Osterfield x reader, ft Tom Holland

Warnings: none

"Y/N, Tom, this is Katherine. She's my girlfriend." Harrison said proudly, as if he were showing off a trophy. Maybe that's what she was, a trophy girlfriend. Someone he could show off to the others.

"Oh..." You furrowed your brows, your face seemed to show too much emotion. Sadness. Pain. Anger. They bubbled inside of you like a spell brewing in a cauldron.

"What the heck Harrison!" Tom raised his voice, causing her to wince and retreat into Harrison's arms. Harrison ran his hand up and down her back, calming her down from what seemed to be a shock. She seems needy and bimbotic. Such taste in girls Harrison.

"What's wrong with me bringing my girlfriend back?" Harrison hissed, now annoyed at the fact that you and Tom were so unwelcoming to a guest.

"This is a mistake! You can't be with her! You love-" You knew what Tom was going to say, so you butted in.

"If he's happy with his girlfriend, so be it. Let's go Tom. It's movie night." You tugged on Tom's arm. He moved towards his room reluctantly, like a kid leaving a toy store.

You shut the door quietly behind you. You looked at Tom. His face showed concern, his eyes seemed to ask if you were alright. You knew you weren't alright. The excitement and happiness of Harrison liking you was overcome with anger and hurt. You thought that he really did like you. You had believed Tom.

"I'm so sorry Y/N... he really liked you. He was so in love with you..." Tom opened his arms, offering a hug. You gladly accepted.

"It's alright... he moves on quick... the kiss was only one and a half months ago." You let out a sigh.

"It's gonna be alright okays... you'll get over him... there's plenty of better guys... like me." He teased. You smiled as you nuzzled your head into his chest.

"Now," he pulled away from you. "Shall we start our movie night?"

It had been a month since that night, when Harrison introduced his new girlfriend. You knew you had to stop liking him, and being mean to him was the only way that helped. You reminded yourself of all the terrible things he's done to you in your youth. All the shoves, pranks and teases. You were getting revenge now. Tom wasn't too keen on the idea, with the three of you being housemates, but he figured that if it helped you to get over Haz, you might as well do it.

You sat by the counter, smiling contently to yourself as you thought of what you've done. You scooped another spoonful of your dinner into your mouth, humming as you chewed.

"What the hell?" You heard Harrison yell from the living room. You smirked. It has happened. You turned around to see a pink Harrison, dripping with pink paint.

"Why did you do this Y/N!" He wiped paint off of his face. "I'm going to be late for my date! What the hell! She hates it when I'm late." He groaned in frustration, staring at the culprit.

"Oh that's too bad Osterfield. I mean you could always go to your date pink. Doesn't she always leave you pink and flustered anyways?" You shrugged and looked back at your cereal.

"I have no time for this!" He curled his hands into fists. "I'll deal with you later. I need to change."

You were done with your evening meal, so you decided to go to your room to prepare for work. You headed to your room, glass of juice in your hand. You turned the corner, only to be struck by a great force. The juice spilled down your top, and down his too. The cup shattered into bits, leaving shards of glass lying on the floor.