Harry Styles Imagines

"Mine" (Not anymore P.2)

Harry's P.O.V

I woke up, my head's throbbing. I can hear the heart monitor. My body hurts. "Son?" I heard my mother. "You woke up..." I heard Gemma. What day even is it? I can hear the boys nearby, asking me if I'm okay. "I...I'm fine. I just don't remember anything...How did I end up here?" "You were on a call with me and you were in a car crash." It came back to me. "What day is it?" "Monday." "And...where's Y/N?" "Why do you still love her? She almost killed you darling. She almost took me away from you." "Mom! You can't just blurt out things you don't know!" "Hi Harry. I'm your doctor. I know you're...well...surprised or in mixed emotions but...don't exert yourself a lot." I nodded and he helped me up so that I can sit up. He checked a few things and left. "So, what I was saying. Where's Y/N?" "First answer me," Louis said, "What happened between you and Y/N?" "I...I lied to her. I told her that I don't love her anymore. I told her that I replaced her with someone else. I...I broke her..." I felt the water in my eyes roll down. I could see the surprise in their faces. What did they say to her? What did they do? "Again. Where.Is. She?" "Okay...don't get angry." Liam said. Seriously? "We...thought that she broke up with you and maybe abused you or something. So we might have told her some things against whatever the truth turned out to be..." "Sorry" Gem whispered. I was angry. Very angry. But I also felt guilty. Very guilty. "Where's my phone?" "Here." I tried to call her and text her but...nothing. "Any idea where she would be?" "France. She said she'll be back tomorrow, if I remember the things she told that day." "When can I go home?" "You'll be discharged tomorrow, that's what the doctor told me." "I can't wait to go home and meet her..." "Uhmm...She won't be at your house...she moved back." "WHAT?!" "You broke up with her! She didn't want to stay in your hair after that!" I shut my eyes trying to think. I can't.

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I reached home and stepped in. It felt empty. Lifeless. Hopeless. It didn't feel like home. She wasn't home. I miss her. I turned to Louis. Take me to her house. "But-" "LISTEN TO ME. TAKE.ME.TO.HER." He nodded.

Your P.O.V

What am I doing with my life? I loved him and the boys before they even knew me, I still do but they don't. Why did I get so comfortable with him? Ugh. Here I go again. I'm still wearing his shirt. I'm on the couch, clutched on to a picture of him, crying. "Princess?" "Aaahh" I jumped. Harry. "Haz..err..Harry? You're not supposed to be here. Oh, is it for your clothes? I'll return them after I wash them." I'm blurting things out. I don't know what I'm saying. He's limping towards me. Why can't I move back? "Stop...I'm sorry" He hugged me. I couldn't help but lean into his touch. Control your tears you idiot. I pulled away and stepped back. "Harry...you're not supposed to be here..." "Baby-" "No Harold. You found a girl. You found someone who deserved you more. I'm fine." "No you're not. You're still wearing my shirt. You're still crying over me. You're still telling me to go over some stupid lie I told you. Angel, look, I lied. I was under a lot stress and pressure the whole week. I wanted to tell you but I just couldn't. I didn't mean anything, and when I realized my stupidity, I called Niall, and turned around but then..." He motioned to himself. "I've told you not to use your phone while driving Haz." I said sternly. "It proves that I'm an idiot without you..." Damn Harold. "You're the one who told me that you didn't love me anymore." "It's the same me whose telling you that I'm sorry. Oh and, I'll teach the boys how to not assume shit." "You do it yourself Harold." "Well...yeah...." "I love you." I hugged him. "We're sorry." The rest of the boys said in unison. "How many times did you practice that?" "4... times?" Louis said shyly. "Saw right through me. I'm sorry Y/N.""Aww Nialler...It's okay!" "No it isn't. We made you cry. We made you sad." "I love you guys." I brought them into a group hug." "We love you more." "Hey. Enough. Hands off my girl. I love you more than everyone." "Oh! Your girl?" "Yes.mine. Mine and mine only."