Harry Styles Imagines

72. Overprotective

Vivian Blake is just a random name. If it belongs to anyone of you, I'm really sorry. The Vivian I potraited here is just a random person. Thank you.
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Your pov:
"So, how is your relationship with Harry?" My friend, Emilia, asks as she drinks her tea.

I'm having a tea party with my college friends. Harry and I have been dating for nearly five years.

Since the start of our relationship, he's a overprotective boyfriend. When I'm about to do something, he would always stop me first. I hate that side of him.

"Overprotective as always. He's always watching me and he's...like.... don't do this or don't do that. Don't go out alone. Don't wear this, wear that. " I whine, making the girls giggle.

"Maybe he's overprotective for a good  reason." Haley chips in.

"Why?"

"Because he loves you." Haley answers in a tone that I should understand Harry. I'm trying.

"He wouldn't even let me post a bikini picture on instagram."

"If I were him, I wouldn't too." Emilia jokes.

"Whose side are you on, Emi?"

"Yours, of course. I said it because you have a nice curvy body. I wouldn't want any perverts to check out your body." She continues as she eyes my body up and down.

"Stop it!" We laugh together but stop when we see a red car pulls in Emilia's front yard and the driver sounds the horn.

"Speaking of the devil, he's here. I gotta go. I'll see you girls later. Okay?" I stand up and hug them. I walk out of the house as Emilia and Haley wave their hands.

"How was the tea party?" Harry starts the conversation, his eyes on the road.

"Great. We talked a lot about our life. We were talking about you just before you arrived."

"Geez. I feel embarrassed. What did you ladies speak of me?"

"They asked me if our relationship was okay and I said yes." I lie. I don't want to talk about it right now. He just arrived from his music tour. I don't want to start a fight.

"Something in your voice tells me that you're lying."

"No. I'm not."

"Oh....(y/n). You don't know how to lie. Just tell me the truth. I won't judge." His eyes shift from the road to me and his left hand moves from the steering wheel to my right hand.

Should I?

No.

"It's really nothing. I just missed you." I shake my head and plaster a fake smile.

"I knew it! I miss you too, (y/nickname). " He flashes a lopsided grin and squeezes my hand.
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I'm checking my gallery and counting the number of nice photos which I should have posted a long time ago but didn't because Harry didn't want me to.

I click on a picture of me in a purple, white-dotted bikini, pink sunglasses, holding a wine glass and smiling wide. That photo was taken in California. I went there with Harry. He took that photo for me.

Should I post this? A picture won't hurt. I'll tell Harry that I accidentally posted it and maybe he'll forgive me.

I press the cross and choose the picture. I tap my chin as I think of the caption. Nah.... If I wrote a caption, he'll know that it wasn't accidentally posted.

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niallhoran Does Harry know this?
niallerforlife Idk but I know that I love you.
lovingniall OMG! Niall commented on (y/n)'s photo.
imstilladirectioner I know right?!