Harry Styles Imagines/Preferences

#26: Us

Imagine #26: Us

A/N: some of you have been notifying me about the requested imagines. I'm sorry I haven't gotten to do them, I'll try to finish them maybe before this month ends.

Hope you all had an amazing Christmas and happy new year everyone! Many more to come:)

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Since the day Harry got back home from tour, it seems like he's been distant with you. Days pass by without Harry hugging you, kissing you, touching you, you felt bored.

Sure Harry would kiss you goodnight, but it didn't feel the same. He wouldn't cuddle next to when you go to sleep, or sitting on the couch. He would leave the house to hang out with friends, and would come home late when you stayed home, and just relaxed. By yourself.

You took a few days off of work just to hang out with Harry, since he's only staying here for 3 weeks, until he's on the road again.

After cooking dinner, and cleaning the house before Harry gets home you relaxed on the couch, talking on the phone with your sister and watching a show.

Harry walks in the house, you still on the phone. He walks up to you and makes the face, 'who's on the phone?'

You mouth to him your sisters name and he nods, walking away.

After hanging up, you toss your phone on the couch and get up to prepare a meal for Harry.

"Hey, you hungry?" You walk into the kitchen where Harry is on the island and drinking from a water bottle.

"Uh, no." He shakes his head.

"I made you dinner though." You said weakly because this is probably the 5th time Harry hasn't eaten your cooked meals.

"Oh yeah? What'd you make?"

"Rice and chicken. But you don't want it so," you close the oven and make a plate yourself.

"I'll have some." He finally gives in.

Once you gave Harry his plate he walked into the living room and are there.

"Harry, I just cleaned the living room." You moaned.

"I won't make a mess." he says as he brushes you off.

You walk to your bedroom and went to sleep.

Harry has been acting strange for a while. You wanted to get to the bottom of this.

The next morning, Harry was up before you and on his phone with an empty plate of what looks like he are bacon.

"Morning." You smile at him.

"Huh?" He says after a few seconds.

"Nothing. Where's my bacon?"

"What?" He asks again.

"You didn't make me breakfast?" You lay your hand on your hip.

"Make cereal." He says, still not looking away from his phone.

You huff as you stand behind him to see what he's doing.

First, you wrap your arms around his neck and kiss his cheek a few times and then kissing his ear. He continues doing whatever he's doing on his phone. Texting random people, and checking his emails, until he lands on one saying he got an open spot for a club that he's been wanting to rent. For a party...

"Club 24?" You ask.

"Yup." He says.

"For what?" You ask.