Harry Styles Imagines

You Get Jealous(Sort of long)

You took this beautiful day to go over your mom's house seeing as Harry went to the studio to record some songs with the boys.

When you got to your mom's house, you found her watering the garden. "Hi mom!" You pulled your aviators over your head as your mom turned around. "Hi, hunny! Came for a quick visit?" She asked with a smile on her face. Ever since your parents got a divorced, it was hard to get her to smile sometimes. "Yeah, came by to see how you and Angela were doing." You smiled back. Angela is your only sister. "Don't worry about us, we're good! But Angela's in her room. Where's Harry?" She looked around trying to find Harry's fluffy head probably. "Oh, he has some recording to do." Your mom nods her head and tells you to go inside and eat.

You get inside the house and made your way to the kitchen to grab a brownie off the plate. You then made your way to your sister's room, excited to catch up with her.

As you opened the door, you couldn't help but giggle and shake your head. "What's so funny?!" Your sixteen year old sister asked in defense since she knew why you were laughing.

"It's just funny to see One Direction posters plastered all over your room. I mean, really Angela?" You let out another giggle. Your sister's been one of the biggest directioners out there, even before you and Harry even got together. "What can I say? I love my boys, even before you did!" She stuck her tongue out as you surrendered from making fun of her.

"Okay, okay, I'll stop. What are you doing anyways? Trying to stalk the boys? They're in the studio." You let out another giggle before ACTUALLY stopping from making fun of her. "Haha, very fun and lame. And no, I'm actually reading this Sugar Scape article on Harry. It keeps popping up on my dashboard on Tumblr." Your hands dropped from your hips and you went to close the door. "Scoot over, let me see." You sat down next to your sister on her bed and took her laptop.

You couldn't believe what you were reading. Sugar Scape had the nerve to accuse Harry of cheating on you and making you look like a fool for letting him walk all over you. Your sister took the laptop away from you, seeing as you found pictures of who Harry was photographed with. "She's prettier than me ..." Your voice was low as you found a picture of Harry and some model you didn't care to know the name of.

"Y/N, I'm pretty sure they're friends. C'mon, let's go see what mom's up to right now." As your sister gets off her bed, you declined. "No, it's okay. I'm fine. I'm just gonna go home. I'll talk to you later, okay?" Worry was written all over your sister's face. "Yeah, okay. I love you." You gave her a hug before leaving. "I love you too."

When you got home, Harry was already there. You were already annoyed with what you just read, you didnt want to deal with him right now.

"Hello babe!" Harry chirped as he went to give you a kiss, but you turned your cheek. "What's wrong?" Harry looked confused. "I don't know, why don't you ask your model girlfriend." Harry sighed and shook his head. "What did you read now?" You got annoyed because he didn't take it seriously. "Can you be more serious?! It's annoying having to read an article saying you cheated on me." Harry's eyebrows furrowed together. "And you believe that crap?! Y/N, why the hell would I cheat on you?! We're just friends." You crossed your arms as you walked away from him. "And how many times have you told me that? Ten? Twenty times? I'm sick of it, Harry! I can't be with someone who's not faithful!" With the look of shock on his face, he was obviously taken aback by what you just said. Not knowing what else to say, the room goes silent.

You shook your head as you grabbed your car keys and headed for the door. "Where are you going?!" Harry tried to stop you, but failed. You had to leave so you could clear up your mind.

You got in your car, not looking back and drove to your way to your number one supporter.

Luckily, you had a copy of the house key, so you just waked in. "Mom?! Mom?! Where are you?" Your sister walked out from the living room, surprising you. "She's on the porch. What's wrong?" You put on your best acting face and tried to smile. "Nothing, nothing's wrong, I just need to talk to her." Not looking convinced at all, your sister shook her head showing you that she understands.

As you closed the screen door behind you, scaring your mom a bit, you ran to her side and cried in her arms. "It's okay, hunny, it's okay. Now tell me what's wrong." It was always comforting for you when your mom patted down your hair and just held you. "Mom, I think he's creating on me! I saw pictures!" You cried louder this time. "Now hunny, I'm sure there's a reasonable explanation for those pictures, you don't want to jump into conclusions." You looked at your mom, trying to tell her otherwise, when, as if on cue, Harry knocks on the screen door.

Both you and your mom looked back, she gave you a reassuring smile that everything will be okay. She got up to open the screen door and gave Harry a sympathetic smile.

You quickly wiped away any evidence on your face that showed that you cried. Too late, because Harry wiped away a tear that carelessly slipped from your eye.

Still being mad at him, you turned your cheek and didn't make any eye contact.

Harry took your hand in his and started rubbing his thumb over them.

"I called your sister and she told me you were here." Ignoring that, like you even cared to know how he found you.

You didn't want to hear any explanations. You just went straight to it. "You know, it sucks. To see you photographed with these different models or any girl for that matter and have people like Sugar Scape basically convince everybody that you're cheating on me. I love you. I love you so much, Harry. Everyday I'm afraid that you'll leave me for someone better than me. There's a lot of girls that you are friend with that are way prettier than I am. It's like a risk being with you. A risk my feelings won't be able to take. I don't ever want to lose you ,Harry, but I can't help but to think of how easy it actually is. For you to leave me and how devastating it'll be to see how happy you are without me." You still never made eye contact with him. Harry sat there taking in every ounce of what you just said in.

Harry shakes his head. "Y/N, look at me." He lifts your chin up. You were now starring in his beautiful green eyes. You've never realized how lovely they are. "I love you. I love you more than anything in this world. Babe, you have to understand that those girls, they're just my friends. Nothing more, nothing less. You're the only person I want to spend my whole entire life with. The girl I want to share my last name with, the girl I want to carry my children, you're my everything, Y/N. There's no one prettier than you, there's no one that I love more than you. You shouldn't worry, at all. I should be the one who's scared to lose you. I mean, have you looked at yourself? You're beautiful, there's so many guys out there that are probably waiting in line to be with you." You can almost see how sincere he was just by the sparkle in his eyes. He kissed your hands and you couldn't help but start crying.

"What's wrong, babe?!" Harry tensed up, not knowing why you were now breaking down crying. "I'm so stupid! I overreacted over nothing!" Harry was now chuckling. He took you in his arms as he kissed your forehead. "Babe, you're crazy, but I love you times a million." You looked up at him, thankful for the universe giving you such an amazing boyfriend, and soon to be husband, and father to your future kids.