"(Y/N), you have to believe me!" Harry shouted out after you as you went into your bedroom.
"Honestly Harry, I don't know what to believe anymore." You say, a tear beginning to roll down your cheek.
"You should believe me! That isn't my kid! Why would I lie to you about that?" He took a seat at the foot of your bed.
You didn't say anything for awhile, and all he could do was stare at you. The silence was deafening.
"You lie all the time! It's what you do."
"What the hell are you talking about?" He replied, angrily.
"You think I don't know about all those women? I see pictures. I read the tabloids." The tears came down harder now.
"Those are bloody fake! You have to know that! How dumb are you to actually believe what you read in those papers?" Tears of his own were forming now.
His emotions almost made you want to believe him, but you knew better than to fall for any of his tricks again. You'd let the cheating go on too long. It was just sex you told yourself. Those other girls didn't mean anything to him like you did. But you're done now. This was the end.
"I think we should just... End it."
He looked up from the floor.
"No. (Y/N)....." He struggled through his sobs.
"You're the best thing that's ever happened to me. Even over One Direction. You can't do this to me (Y/N)."
"We're over, Harry."
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Harry Styles Imagines
FanfictionA variety of imagines about none other than the lovely Harry Styles. Hope you enjoy! Pregnancy, marriage, dating, and all stages of life included in these imagines.