One Direction Imagines

Tell Me A Lie (Harry Styles)

i found my uan album again and i listened to tell me a lie on repeat and this just kinda happened... i typed am unedited version of this to my bestie and she loved it so i decided i would post it... i nearly died of feels not even kidding

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"Y/N," Harry called softly through the closed hotel door. "Me and the boys are heading out to lunch, do you wanna join us?"

You poked your head out from under the covers, blearily looking in the direction of the door. "Isn't it a little early for lunch?" you called, reaching out for your phone on the bedside table to check the time.

Harry jiggled the door handle, trying to get into your room. You sighed at having to get up out of bed, but did it anyway, opening the door to reveal a smiling Harry. When he took in your rumpled pyjamas, terrible bed head and puffy eyes however the smile vanished and was replaced by concern. You sighed again, turning around and getting back into bed.

"It’s nearly noon, love,” Harry said as he followed you over to the bed, sitting down beside you. “You've been sleeping all morning... And yesterday you didn’t even leave your room. Are you sure you're okay?" He sounded really worried so you actually thought about your answer instead of replying with the standard "I'm fine".

"Honestly, babe, I'm just really tired," you finally sighed into your pillow.

"Of what?" he asked, frowning as he started rubbing your back.

You sat up to face him, giving yourself some more time to think in the process.

"Of a lot of things,” you finally answer.

“Like what, Y/N?” Harry demanded.

You looked at the boy who had stolen your heart so completely and considered lying to him just to spare his feelings because you knew your answer would hurt him. But you also knew lying to him would hurt him just as much.

“You’re not gonna like the truth at all,” you warned him. “So I'm gonna give you a choice and I won't think any less of you, no matter what you choose. Do you want me to lie to you and you stay happy, or do you want to hear the truth, which will result in you probably getting really mad at me?"

You weren’t being silly. You knew he had enough on his plate without having to worry about you and whatever small thing that was bothering you, so you just wanted him to have the option of staying happy and unaware. It wasn't anything serious; you were just having a bad couple of days, so it wasn't necessary for your mood to ruin his plans for the day.

Harry’s frown had deepened as you had spoken. "Y/N, I don't want you to ever lie to me. About anything. A lie, even a lie for good reasons, is never better than the truth," he said as he pulled you to his chest.  "Now tell me what's bothering you, maybe I can help?"

"Ummm,” you fidgeted, angling your face away from him. “You are actually the problem." You knew your face was blood red and you could picture the shocked expression on Harry’s face so clearly, you didn’t even have to look.

"Well not you, exactly, more like the lifestyle you come with," you hastily corrected yourself, trying to explain without hurting him.

"What do you mean?" he asked slowly, confused.

"It’s just the jet lag, the constant screaming fans, the hotels, the hate on twitter, the not seeing my friends and family... Everything is so busy and stressful and it’s all starting to get to me. Like I feel I'm gonna burst into tears if someone so much as looks at me funny so I just don’t wanna leave my room..." you trailed off.

Harry smiled at you. "I was wondering when this would happen. You held out much longer than any of us did. Liam literally cried himself to sleep during our first tour because of the stress. Actually, we all did at some point..."

You were shocked. "Really? You cried yourself to sleep?" You were really curious about this little titbit of information.

Harry shrugged. "Yeah. Things just pile up and after a while, you just... snap," he said simply.

"So... You're not mad at me? You don't think I'm being stupid and pathetic?" you asked nervously.

"I could never be mad at you. And I have never and will never think that you are stupid or pathetic. And I don't want you thinking it either. You are one of the strongest people I've ever met. But honestly, I would've started getting worried if you hadn’t cracked," he laughed.

"I did not crack! I just needed some quality time with my pillow, that's all," you defended yourself, lying back down and hugging your pillow as you looked up at Harry.

"Mmmm," Harry hummed at you, amused.  

"That actually sounds really good though. I think I'm gonna join you and your pillow," he winked at you as he lay down next to you.

"What about lunch with the boys?" you asked.

"They can survive without us. We can just order room service," he told you.

"I love you, Harry," you smiled at him.

"I love you, Y/N," he smiled back.

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*throws bucket of water on you to wake you from your feels coma* ARE YOU OKAY? I WASNT HOLY JESUS STAB ME I CANT HANDLE THIS ANYMORE

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