Harry Styles Imagines

15| When Trouble Meets Trouble II

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So far it's been a week since the two have separated from each other. Harry has been going back to his life before y/n. Smoking, getting shit drunk, and hooking up with girls. Y/n has heard about Harry sleeping with other woman but she keeps herself cooped up in her room, extremely drunk. So drunk, that one night, she slips out late from her room to sneak out to Harry's house.

Y/n sloppily searches under their welcome mat for the key. Once she finds it, she twists the door knob, which meant that Anne isn't home yet and Harry's awake. So she throws the key behind her and walks into their home.

Once she walks in, she hears pounding and moaning, "Harry, ohhh. Please! Harder," the girl moans and y/n's heart breaks some more. She angrily walks up his stairs to hear something that made her smile, "y/n. You're so good-"

"What? Who the fuck did you call me?" The girl angrily questions.

"Courtney-"

"-it's Caroline!" She shrieks and y/n hears some shuffling, then, a few seconds later, she sees a tall skinny blonde walking out in nothing but her underwear and bra, holding her clothes in her hands.

"You must be y/n," She squints her eyes at her.

"He's clearly not over you," she bites and y/n's eyes widen.

"I know!" She slurs and drunkenly giggles.

Out of nowhere, there Harry stands in only his boxers. Y/n took the time to look at him and admire his features. Even if he's both drunk and high with bloodshot eyes and bits of cocaine powder on his chest, y/n still finds him to be the most handsome man she's ever seen in her life.

Harry does the same. He stands there panting, as he watches her watch him. He could feel his heart burst in relief and happiness. Even if she did have chocolate from all the ice cream on her shirt, her bloodshot eyes, her messed up tangly hair, he thinks that she is the most beautiful woman that would hold his heart forever.

"Are you as drunk as I am?" Harry accidentally trips over his foot which makes the both of them laugh.

"Two bottles of vodka baby," y/n smirks, walking over to him.

Harry wraps his arms around her waist to pull her close to him, "lets fuck on my mums bed, to avenge you," he places sloppy kisses down her neck. How could she even resist?

Y/n pulls away and takes his hand to lead him to Anne's room, "fuck. I can't keep my damn hands off of you," she groans as Harry pushes her so the two could land on Anne's mattress.

"I just want you to know that those girls meant absolutely nothing to me," Harry presses his lips onto hers and that night was history.

The two of the wake up tangled into each other's arms. Y/n looks up to admire his sculpted face in the sunlight. She was way into deep. Suddenly she looks around, how did we end up down stairs in the living room naked?

"Good. You're awake," Anne's voice startles y/n which wakes up Harry.

"Baby, whats- holy shit! Mum!" Harry takes the sheets to cover y/n up.

Anne lifts her eyebrows, "what am I going to do with the both of you?" She disappointingly shakes her head and Harry sits up.

"I love her mum," Harry softly says, taking her hand under the covers.

She stands up from her seat, "fine, but if you two ever... EVER have sex in my room again! Just watch," She squints her eyes and takes her keys to exit her home.

"Round..." Harry starts, but forgets the number.

"Seven, I believe," y/n purses her lips and shrugs, pulling the back of his neck to kiss him.

The two end up doing in three more times, twice, in Anne's bed.

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