Harry Styles Imagines 2 (h.s tumblr)

Imagine 60: He shouts at you for the first time

{Requested by: @pineapplexfusion }

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"Can you stop being so protective harry!" The drink you were holding had been yanked from your hand and thrown to the ground.

Harry was your best friend's older brother. You were at a party and got a bit over control. Your best friend was around having some fun with his girlfriend and you didn't realize harry was watching you from a distance. He was the popular boy every girl wanted, his reputation was dating for a short amount of time and getting a new girl every two weeks, but with you it was different, he always showed you his soft side but you didn't know that different side of him. You two weren't dating but deep inside of him he wanted something with you but permanent.

"You're drinking too much already. Relax a little." He said.

"You're not the boss of me. Why is it that every time I want to have fun, here you come to stop me from doing so." Your voice sounded annoyed as you walk pass the crowd while guys laid eyes on what you were wearing.

"Because it's not safe." He warned.

"I do what I want, so mind your own business Styles!" You spat as he tried to grab your arm but you refused too making him follow behind you towards the parking lot.

"(y/n)." He calls out.

"I can't hear you."

"(Y/N)!" Harry looses his temper. You stop on your feet from fear as he comes towards you making your back hit the bumper of the car.

"WHEN I TELL YOU NOT TO DO A CERTAIN THING, I MEAN IT." He shouts leaning in closer to you. "IT'S NOT SAFE."

You stay quiet, afraid to speak looking down not wanting to make eye contact with him.

"I HAVE SEEN THIS MANY TIMES BEFORE, I AM FOR SURE HELL NOT LETTING THAT HAPPEN TO YOU." He kept yelling at you making you understand what he means when he tells you not to do that.

"Seen what?" You quietly ask, your hair covering your face as you look down at Harry's hand still gripping your wrist.

"Look at me and ask me again." He said.

Your eyes were beginning to get watery, afraid he will do something if you didn't listen to him. This side of harry was so different than the soft harry you knew growing up.

"Please look at me." He repeated once again only this time his tone was soft and desperate waiting for you to look into his green ones.

"What do you see?" You ask him again your eyes traveling up to meet his.

"Girls getting drunk to the point where they can't stand anymore. Men waiting for someone to get that way just so they can do horrible things to them without consent. This is why I am telling you to stop. I would loose my mind if I found out you were one of the victims. I'd fucking kill the person who would do this to you, I swear." He said jaw clenched, loose curls laying on top of his forehead not loosing his contact with you.

"Is that the only reason?" You asked.

"I like you, (y/n)." He finally said it.

"I'm sorry I came at you like this but get angry with me, you can do whatever you want but that will not stop me from protecting you." Harry whispers in your ear enough for you to hear him giving you a soft squeeze on your hands and a quick kiss on your cheek before walking out again into the party leaving you with so many mixed emotions.