Harry Styles Preferences/Imagines

Famous in love (PART 2)

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You frown as you look at the picture the online gossip site had posted. You didn't want to believe it but it was there, right in front of your eyes. You'd had a bad feeling about the party that Harry went to last night before he left and wanted to go with him but had a late night recording session that you couldn't cancel. You had trusted Harry though, the two of you had gone to parties with out the other before and it was fine.

Here it was though. Harry with another girl, the model Kendall Jenner at that, pressed up against him, his arm wrapped around her waist, his hand resting very low, lower than was to be considered casual and innocent. His nose was pressed into her ear as he said something to her. She was grinning, her hand resting on his chest.

You tried to keep your tears in check but as you continue to stare at the picture, along with the words that went along with it, the tears came anyway. The article said they spent almost the entire evening together. Sources also say they were seen making out at one point. You didn't want to believe it, you had rumors like this spread around about you both constantly but this.. you could see it this time. Maybe not the making out part but this picture was oddly suspicious so you also believed the making out just a little.

"So, love, I was thinking for lunch we could-" Harry stops short when he sees your tears. He couldn't see your laptop just yet. "What's the matter, love?" He questions, rushing over to you. He sits beside you, going to wrap his arm around you but you shove your laptop at him and stand up quickly before he could touch you. He looks down at the picture, frowning. His eyes skim over the article as well.

"Is it true?" You whisper, standing a ways across the living room from him. Your hair hung in your face, your arms crossed over your chest, terrified of the answer that was to come.

"Absolutely not, sweetheart. Come on, don't you trust me?" He closes your laptop and rests it on the coffee table before he stands up, taking a step towards you.

"What's with the picture then? That looks a little too cozy to me." He sighs, pushing his long curls away from his face. He shakes his head.

"We're just friends, you know that. I understand that picture looks bad but we weren't standing there like that. The picture was just taken at the wrong moment. I was saying hello to her, that's all." You wanted to believe him, you really wanted to but... you just weren't sure anymore.

"I want to believe that, Harry but.." You look up at him. "I just don't."

"Oh come on, have I ever given you a reason to not trust me, love?" He asks, waving his arms a bit. You could tell he was getting frustrated but you were too. You just wanted to know the truth, even if it hurt.

"No, but that looks a little bad for you, Harry." You point at your laptop, referring to the picture. "Kendall is gorgeous, I would understand why you'd want to be with her."

"I don't want to be with her, I'm not with her, I'm with you and that's exactly what I want! I want you!" He yells, now letting his frustration show.

"Then why did you stand with her like that?!" You finally yell, losing it too. "If you saw me in a moment with a guy like that, you'd be afraid of the same thing, wouldn't you?" He groans, rolling his eyes. He runs his hand through his hair in frustration.

"Nothing was going on, Y/N!" He yells back, tossing his hands up. "I don't know why you can't just trust me like a good girlfriend would. You have to trust someone to be in a relationship, love!" You narrow your eyes at him.

"So I'm not a good girlfriend now? Just because I see a very suspicious picture of you with another girl and can't help but wonder about it?" You shake your head, wiping at your still wet cheeks. "I want you to leave."

"What?" He questions, his eyes narrowed in confusion. "You're breaking up with me just because of a picture?"

"No, I'm asking you to leave because right now I don't trust you. That picture really upsets me and you don't understand that. You think it's okay to have your hands on another girl like that and I'm not okay with that."

"I'm not going anywhere, this is my home too." He crosses his arms over his tattooed chest and shakes his head.

"Leave, dammit!" You scream at him. "I don't want to see your face right now!" He shakes his head before he finally turns and leaves the room. You hear the front door open and then slam shut. He really had left, he was gone.

Over the next few days, you sit alone in your big empty house, crying. Harry made no move to talk or see you. He didn't answer your texts or calls. Everyone online was saying that he was with Kendall now and that the two seemed happy.

Here you were alone and heartbroken and he was off with another girl, the girl the whole fight was about even, and happy. It wasn't fair. But then... you were the one that made him leave in the first place. But you figured he would come back in a few hours after you both had cooled off and calmed down so you could talk it over but he never came back. He sent Niall and Louis to get his things and never responded to you. He didn't want to be with you anymore and you had to come to terms with that.

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