Imagine part 75//
"Sorry, I was getting my stuff.. I-I didn't know you were home, I thought you were going to England to visit your mom", I said looking down at my hands. Seeing him made my heart beat faster. He had the effect on me no matter what I did. "Oh right.. I-I, never mind, use you time", Harry mumbled giving me a slight smile, but I could tell his eyes went back to his sad, regretfull ones. "Wait Harry", I said causing him to turn around. No matter what he did I seemed to not be able to resist him. "You can tell me.. What you were going to say", I said, wanting to hear his actual feelings. He sighed and looked down at his feet. He never changed. "I hoped you came back.. To stay", he admitted, finally looking at my eyes. I took a deep breath and nodded. "I fired my manager Harry, you're free from this set up now. Ever since day one you hated it. Now it's over, you can go back to being Harry", I said giving him a smile. I knew he hated the fake marriage. "I don't hate it. I got to love you, I got to feel loved by you", Harry admitted taking a few stept closer to me. "Can I ask you one thing?" Harry's soothing voice whispered as I nodded. "Why were you up here when you're stuff are downstairs?" He asked, sounding desperate for an answer. I had nothing to lose. I was taking the next flight to my dad's. Harry should know. "I was memorising all our memories here, and I ended up here. That one night when you came in to sleep next to me.. That's the moment when I realised I loved you Harry", I told him, never leaving his eyes. "It's where we made love", I finished, wishing I could relive all of that. I wished Harry never ruined it. We didn't say anything. We just looked at eachother. I took a deep breath and walked past him. "I should go", I said, getting all my things I had folded in the spare room. I had so much here. Harry followed me, but didn't say a word. I missed when I could just kiss his lips. I put my jacket back on and opened the door, about to leave, but he opened his mouth right before I was outside. "I realised it before you, that I loved you", Harry said shocking me. He couldn't have loved me longer than I loved him. "What?" I asked turning around, waiting for him to tell me more. "I was drunk, remember that? You came home, and I was drunk. I didn't really drink anymore, but my feeligs were scaring me. You called me Styles then, but that night when you called me Harry. I felt this feeling travel through my body. I fell in love with you", he whispered coming closer to my face. "I still do, and I always will love you", he said giving me his beautiful smile. I nodded as I closed my eyes. "I know", I answered before I stepped away from his touch. I couldn't stay any longer. I had to get away. I had to move on.//
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