One Direction Imagines and Preferences 2

I'm Never Letting You Go - Harry Imagine

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A Zayn imagine is next:)

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Today's the day. The day of my exam results and I was extremely nervous.

I had gotten into a fight with Harry over the phone, seeing as he was on tour, a few days ago and that made me even more nervous for today. Today was also the day Harry was coming home and it was arranged for us to meet at my school (a/n or college if you've just got results for that) but what if he didn't turn up?

We hadn't spoken since the fight and I sent him a text this morning asking if we were still meeting but he hasn't replied.

I walked into the all too familiar building and into the hall, picking up my letter and walking outside where my best friend stood to greet me.

"Well, did you do well?" She asked, hopeful.

I shakily opened the letter to reveal I'd passed everything. I squealed, jumping up and down in relief and excitement causing my best friend to flinch at my sudden outburst.

"I'm so happy! We worked so hard so we deserve it." I beamed, squealing.

Y/B/F/N laughed and smiled along with me. I couldn't have done it without her.

I sighed. It was a shame Harry wasn't here, even after our fight I still thought he cared about me enough to come. I guess not.

"What's wrong?" Y/B/F/N asked.

"Huh? Nothing, why?" I retorted, snapping out of my thoughts.

"Your frowning like you've failed." She laughed.

"I just wish Harry would've come, you know? Even after everything that was said I still thought he cared about me enough to at least text me to ask me how I did." I confessed.

"Maybe he's just busy?"

"But he took the day off to be here today... Or maybe he didn't seen as we fought." Tears welled in my eyes at the thoughts I was having.

"Or maybe he just doesn't care anymore." I mumbled, although my best friend heard.

"Y/N that is the stupidest thing I've ever heard you say, Harry does care about you and I know there will be a reasonable explanation as to why he isn't here." She comforted, although it wasn't enough.

"I know I must sound really pathetic right now but I can't be fully happy without him here, is that bad?" I blinked back tears as Y/B/F/N looked at me sympathetically.

"Your not pathetic, at all, your my best friend and it's not bad at all. You two will be fine, I know you will." She smiled, rubbing my back for reassurance.

"Hey, where's Harry?" A girl asked, rudely, from behind me.

I turned around to be greeted by a young girl, probably around the age of 14 wearing a crop top and short shorts who was glaring at me. Great. Another fan who hates me.

"Why do you need to know?" Y/B/F/N asked, that's Y/B/F/N for you, always sticking up for me before I have the chance to myself.

"Well he's not here is he? Supporting his so called 'girlfriend'" she sniggered.

"He's busy, problem?" My best friend argued.

"Y/B/F/N!" I scolded.

"Too busy for his girlfriend? He clearly doesn't love you Y/N and it's pretty obvious he's going to leave you soon,"

"And what would you know about their relationship?" My best friend countered.

"That he clearly doesn't care about her."

"Yes he does." I argued, finally gaining some control.

"Yeah? Then where is he?" She laughed.

"I'm right here." Harry's familiar voice spoke from behind me.

I turned around to be greeted by Harry, his jaw clenched and his gaze fixed on the 'fan'.

"I'll have you know I do care about her." He started, walking towards me and wrapping an arm securely around my waist.

"I love her so much more than I ever have anyone else before, so go away and leave her alone." He finished.

The girl looked shocked, not quite believing what had just happened, but left all the same.

"I'm gonna leave." My best friend interrupted before walking off to her car.

I pulled Harry off to the side, out of the way from any fans that could interrupt.

"How could you just ignore me like that and then turn up? Do you have any idea how upset I was when you weren't here?" I cried, a part of me wanting to hug him and a part of me wanting to shout at him.

"I'm sorry Y/N, my phone charger broke and there was traffic when I was on my way, but I'm here now aren't I? I wouldn't miss this, no matter how much was at stake for my career. I love my fans but I love you too and I really wanted to be here when you opened the letter." He explained.

I sighed, shaking my head before pulling him into a hug. I tightly wrapped my arms around his waist and buried my head into his chest, breathing in his sent I had missed over the past few days.

"I'm sorry for everything that happened Y/N, your the first girl I've ever loved and I really don't want to lose you. Your the only one I want. Your mine and I intent to keep it that way." He said, wrapping his arms around my neck and burying his face into the crook of my neck.

"It's alright, I forgive you." I said, tightening my grip on his waist.

"I'm sorry too."

"It's okay, Y/N." He said, beginning to sway us from side to side.

"I'm never letting you go." He whispered in my ear, and in that moment, I couldn't be more happier.

He pulled away and then dipped his head down to meet my lips, sealing his words in a loving kiss.

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I feel like this imagine isn't as good? :(

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P.S. I'm doing a Zayn imagine next but please feel free to comment on what you would like it to be about? If not I have some ideas but I just wanted to write about what you guys want to read.

Lauren<3