Big book of Harry Styles imagines.

He punches another guy Harry imagine

This one is weird...

You and Harry were having a lazy day. Just you and him tangled up on the couch. You guys were watching netflex and eating all the food in the pantry. Since you guys were actually at a hotel you couldn't really do much. It was both yours and Harry's day off. You started getting bored and wanted to go get ice cream for you and Harry. Now let's just say that word went around,in the 10 minutes you were getting ready, that you were leaving. Harry said he wanted to come too. You both got ready and headed down to the lobby.

You took a step outside and were just ATTACKED by all the fans and paps. It was frustrating. You didn't expect them to know,nor did you expect them to hate on...Harry. You felt bad. Everyone was saying mean stuff to him, but calling you beautiful. You just ignored them until a very rude person started calling you some really mean names. He called you a bitch, than a slut, then a whore. You told thenm to stop. Then he called you ugly,fat, and worthless. Harry turned to the guy and pointed at him while holding your hand. "Never call my girlfriend those names again!" You were happy He had stood up for you. "Yea, that's what I want. Show me more Harry! Y/n is a stupid,ugly,un talented pussy that should go kill herself!" The paparazzi grabbed you by your waist. "Isn't that right sweetheart." You kneed the guy in his groin. Harry grabbed you and gave the guy a punch! Which sent him toppling backwards.

You both took a second to choose if you want to go on or if you want to go back into the hotel. You wanted to go to back to your room, so you guys rushed back. After you guys ran back to your room, your hips started to hurt. You went into the restroom to look at what was wrong. On each of your hip bones,there was a huge bruise where the guy had held you. It hurt to touch it. You didn't want to tell harry because he would make a huge deal about it. Right then harry walked in and you quickly rolled down your shirt. Harry gave you a weird look and walked over to you. He lifted up your shirt. His eyes got huge. He hugged you. You winced at the pain. "Sorry." He said. From that day on Harry said that you weren't allowed to go into big crowds which was funny knowing that you had a concert next week.

Of coarse the next day Harry punching the poparazi and You being grabbed by one was all over the news. Both you and Harry got in trouble for going out with out a body guard. It was fine. Your bruises went away in a week and little did you know that you'll get some more. (If you know what I mean ;] )

So did you guys like it. Sorry for any errors. My iPad is wack. And guess what... I'm working on a dirty one, but I don't know what to do. I don't want to do something everyone else is doing or has done. Anyways, I love you guys.