Harry Styles Imagines

Falling (Drunk Mistake P.2)

You reached back home at 7, exhausted. You open the door with your key and silence echoed. The lights were still off. Where is Harry? You went up to your room and see him sleeping. "Y/N?" "Oh hi Lou! Didn't see you there...." He pulls you into a hug. "About yesterday..." His voice trailed off. "Hmm...What about yesterday?" "He was just drunk, you know that. He can be very stupid when he's drunk." "He normally speaks a lot of truth too." "He does, but this was a mistake Y/n." "For all I know, you could be lying. What he said yesterday wasn't a lie either. He does deserve so much better, and he deserves to be more happy!" "No..." A different voice spoke up this time. "I'll...give you guys some space. I'm going to my house back to Elen, call me if you need anything." Shit. I forgot I was standing right outside our bedroom, with the door open. "Babe I'm so sorry." Harry said, a sob escaping his mouth. I just wanted to hold him close and tell him it's okay but..a part of me repelled against the thought. "Harold...you..." You sighed, not knowing what to say. "I'm gonna go and take a bath." You said and entered the bathroom with your towel and clothes. You could hear him outside walk outside and come back in. He probably would have sat on the ground and...is that a guitar? Wait..you need a shower. You on the water and the hot water on your skin helped the pain in your heart ease. Not for long.

"I'm in my bed
And you're not here
And there's no one to blame but the drink and my wandering hands
Forget what I said
It's not what I meant
And I can't take it back
I can't unpack the baggage you left..."

You heard him sing. You couldn't take it anymore. You started sobbing. 

"What am I now?
What am I now?
What if I'm someone I don't want around?
I'm fallin' again
I'm fallin' again
I'm fallin'What if I'm down?
What if I'm out?
What if I'm someone you won't talk about?
I'm fallin' again
I'm fallin' again
I'm fallin'"

You can hear his voice breaking slightly, and the thought that you were causing him the pain burned in you but...your legs were too weak to go out now. He has seen you in your worst state but you couldn't allow yourself to go out, not like this.

"You said you cared
And you missed me, too
And I'm well aware I write too many songs about you
And the coffee's out
At the Beachwood Café
And it kills me 'cause I know we've run out of things we can say"

Nope. you didn't care anymore. You stopped the shower stepped out and unlocked the door. You didn't even bother drying or covering yourself. You just ran into him on the bedroom floor and fell down on your knees near him. He put his guitar down and picked me up and put me on his lap in one swift movement. He cradled me like a baby and you  couldn't help but say that you're sorry, again and again and again...

Harry's P.O.V

It's not her fault, and yet she's apologizing. Her body is so small compared to mine, all curled up to me, crying so hard. It broke my heart. She didn't do anything. "I'm the one who's supposed to say sorry baby. Please stop crying" She looked at me with blood shot eyes. Her wet hair lay on her shoulder and she was dripping with water. "I didn't mean to make you cry Haz...I couldn't take it when you said all those things. I just felt so worthless and helpless, like, I know I don't deserve to be with you but-" I shushed her. She had this problem at times, she talked absolute nonsense. "That's not true! If you don't deserve me, no one does!" She smiled a bit, but her eyes still had some glint of sadness in her. "Get dressed." "Huh?" "I'm taking you  out." "But...I had some work to-" "Nope." I lifted her off the ground and made her sit on the bed, peppering kisses all over her. "You're annoying Haz." She said with a giggle. "Why?" "You always have me by singing one of your songs and your curls and that very cheeky smirk of yours. Idiot." "Guess you're the one who's in trouble." I laughed, hoping in my heart that things would never go wrong, ever again.