Harry Styles Imagines

She's gonna pay for this

Your P.O.V

It was such a good day. Everyone was happy at work, you just found a new break through in your case, you may get a promotion and the weather was just perfect.

But then I come home to a mess. There's a flower vase on the ground, broken. The couch is moved, the chairs are fallen over and there's no sign of Harry. "Harry? Are you here?" I go to the kitchen. Why's all the cabinets open? "Babe where are you?" I go upstairs and hear quite sobs. "Babe? Hazza where...HARRY YOU'RE BLEEDING!" I run up to him and see the blood flowing from his head. "i-I'll get an ice pack, no, get up let's go to the h-hospital." "Is she still here?" "Is...who?" "Sara" "Sara? Your cousin?" "No m-my ex" "why would she...no Haz she isn't here....Wait...DID SHE DO THIS TO YOU?" You ask as you're helping your bruised boyfriend downstairs to the car. "Uhmm...maybe" "FRICK!" "Baby please.""Shhhh" I was mad. I was fuming. No one gets to hurt my boyfriend like this. She's learning a fricking lesson. TODAY.

*******************At the Hospital****************

Harry's P.O.V

"He'll be fine, right doc?" "Yea! He has a bad cut on his fore head and some bruises on his legs, that's it." "How are you feeling Haz?" "I'm better princess. What about you?" "You don't wanna know that. Now, tell me what happened. Each and every thing." "Uhm...okay....I heard the doorbell and because you said you'd come early I opened the door without looking. It was Sara and I was really surprised but I smiled...and she asked me if the both of us could talk and that it was really important. I asked her if she could come back when you're home but she just pushed me in and locked the door, then kicked my stomach and ran into the kitchen and brought a knife and threatened to kill me...I said I'll call the cops but she threw my phone away. I tried to push her but the vase got in the way and she tumbled and fell along with it. I tried to run but she tripped me and took a bottle and smashed it to my head. She ran upstairs and I ran behind her and tried to lock her in the bedroom but I was really not feeling good so she just kicked me again and pushed me to the wall. She saw me bleeding, got scared and ran out the door. I couldn't move, it just hurt a lot and then, you know the rest..." I look at Y/N. She was glowing red and breathing heavily. "Wow you look red! What happened?" "Oh...nothing doctor...we still have free beds in this hospital, right?" "Yeah....why?" "You don't wanna know why, trust me. But you will eventually." I regretted every little thing I said to her.

"How are you Harry?" Louis asked emerging from the door. "What happened?" Niall asks concerned. "Twitter says Y/N hurt him and took him to the hospital, Y/Ndidthis is trending." "Oh no. I didn't do this to Harry. But the one who did will certainly be beaten up and taken to the hospital by yours truly." "Y/N please don't-" "Harry. No. You don't have the right to stop me on this one." "But-" "I SAID NO." I shut my mouth. I don't know why but I'm starting to feel scared. For Sara. "Wish me luck boys, hope that no one dies." "Y/N-" I was cut off by the door closing shut. "What was that?" "Payno, this was done by my ex, Sara..." I motioned to myself. "That B*tch!" Niall exclaimed. "I'm sorry but if she wasn't a woman, I would have...oh shit. Did Y/N just go....oh shit." "Lou can you...follow her?" "So that she kills me too?" "She wouldn't do that! Not to you, at least." "Fine. If these 2 come with me." "But.....we don't know where she went." "To Sara's, of course." "Do you know the way Payno?" "No...but Nicola will...."

Your P.O.V

I'm at her house.

I ring the bell.

She opens the door. Big mistake.

"Oh! the girlfriend of my ex is here!" Yup, she's annoying. I punch her face. "AAAAAHHHH What the-" I push her down the couch. "HOW DARE YOU TOUCH MY BOYFRIEND?" "I...can't...breathe" I let her neck go, my body still hovering over her. "I'M SORRY I WAS A BIT DRUNK AND SAW OUR OLD PICS AND YOU BOTH STANDING TOGETHER SO I GOT JEALOUS AND-" I slap her across the face. "SHUT THE F*CK UP. You barged into my house. You kicked my boyfriend. You hit him with a bottle. You push him against the wall. You bruised him. You almost killed him. The same you thinks that I'll let you go without facing consequences....brave, I must say. Your just an EX" "BUT HE LOVED ME MORE YOU B*TCH!" And there my hands go again. I made her stand and kicked her. She tried to slap me, but I dodged, then she kicked me down, I pulled her with me. Got on top of her and punched her. Hard. "YOU SAID YOU WANTED TO KILL HARRY DIDN'T YOU SL*T!" She tried to get on top again but nope. I got up and pulled her leg, picked her up and walked up to the pool and threw her in. "AHHH IT HURTS!" "Does it you B*TCH! YOU AREN'T EVEN BLEEDING!" I was gonna jump in but a voice disrupted me. "Y/N PLEASE STOP! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU NOW?" Louis. I saw Niall running toward me. "SHE'S BACK HERE!" "WHERE'S SARA?" "SAVE ME FROM THIS MANIAC PLEA-" "SHUT THE HELL UP OR I'M COMING DOWN AND SMASHING YOUR HEAD AGAINST THE POOL." She did. "You came in a car, I believe." The boys were all looking at me with wide eyes, scared. "Don't worry, I won't hurt you. You came in a car, yes?" "Y-Yes." "Time to go Sara." "WHERE?" "Hospital. One more word and you're actually dead." "How are you so strong? How did you throw me onto your shoulder-" "I SAID ONE WORD ASS H*LE!"

*******************Once again, at the hospital.**********************

"Y/N did you...you did this" "Yup. I did doc." "Did she do this to Haz?" I nodded at the tall figure outside the hospital door, standing with disbelief written all over his face, slightly slanted onto the right, trying not to apply pressure on his left leg. "Don't worry doc, she ain't bleeding, and I spared her death points. It's just a bunch of bruises, i'm sure." "I'm sure about that as well. Do you wanna meet her? I suppose not." "Why not? She didn't tell that she didn't wanna see me either, right?" "....No. But don't hurt her." "I won't. Come babe."

"Who...please don't hurt me. I'm really sorry. I'm sooo sorry just don't-" "Do you always speak too much?" "Did...are you okay Harry?" "Yeah! Not dead. And you?" "Feel like I'm dead. Feel like dying as well." "Please don't. It would be a loss, trust me. Do you wanna take this to the police ooor" "NO! Please don't. It's my wrong anyway..." "It is. You have some sense. You'll receive your restraining order tomorrow." "oh...okay." "But, regardless, if you actually need something or some kind of help, anything really, you can come. To me." "Uhm..." "Don't worry, I'm not gonna hurt you until you hurt someone I care. So, if someone hurts you, call me up." "Wait, Seriously?" "Yeah! Why not?" I smile. I'm not even lying. "You're...interesting....and I'm genuinely sorry. I actually-" "You broke up with your boyfriend of 2 years day before yesterday, you were trying to get him off your head, saw pictures of you and harry, cried, got jealous, hurt him, regretted it. I know." "but...How?" "Oh, I have my ways. And, I paid your bill so you can go tomorrow. Probably." "You didn't have to do that....Please forgive me Harry." "I think I have to, after that."

***********At home*************

"So, how's your stomach?""Hurts a bit from the kick, that's it.'' "I've got a crazy friend" "You're lucky, Lou" "No one told that we aren't. Food?" "Thanks Nialler....Where's Lima and Haz?" "They-" "We're here!" "Where were you?" "Out to buy a bunch of dessert to feed your sweet tooth." "Thanks!" "I didn't ask before, how was your day?" "hehe. it was the best day in the past month until I came home to a mess, but then I got my anger and frustration out, taught someone a lesson, and now i feel better than ever!" "You scare us." "You should be."