Harry Styles Short Stories

The PlayStation 7.

Eid Mubarak to everyone who celebrated it last day... I was so busy because of this occasion.

We had dinner and had a blast.

Here's another update. PlayStation is being liked again and I'm so happy about it.

Y/N's POV.

I slammed my hand agaisnt Harry's locker. Really wanting that his face gets hurt in the process. He looked at me in anger and so did I.

"Where were you? After the weekend you vanished! You didn't called or showed up! What's the matter with you. " I said getting so annoyed by his ignorance since 4 days.

"I'm fine. We're late for Chemistry. " he said and I punched his locker and he looked at me in shock , a few people snickered as they walked by.

"Fuck Chemsitry! I want answers. I can't stand this for the second time. You -

He pulled my hand dragging me outside of the building. It was so unusual of him to skip a class and talk. We walked fast towards the most silent place we could find in the ground in front of the school.

"Let me go! " I pushed him away and his bag fell on the grass.

"Why are you ignoring me? We were just fine on the weekend. " I asked and he sighed.

"Y/N... People are talking again... " he said looking hurt and I frowned.

"What are they talking about? " I asked.

"That I'm with you for money. I was ignoring you because -

"Because your and my image infront of the whole school is more important than this relationship!" I knew he was about to say that.

"It's not like that... I just don't want any talk about ME." he emphasized the word me...

"Oh. So this all ignoring thing was a part of people thinking there is nothing between us. " I said, getting hurt again.

He didn't said anything and just stared.

"It's all being done so that they think we holding hands is nothing. We kissing agaisnt my locker is just a stunt or a one good kiss with a best friend. " I said and he looked down.

"You're not helping Harry." I said getting frustrated. He looked up, his nostrils flared.

"Yes! I can't do this anymore. It was the greatest two weeks of being your boyfriend but now we're freinds and nothing more! " he said, carrying his bag and I gasped as he walked away.

I grabbed his arm to stop him.

"Who told you, you can make a decision for me? Huh! Don't I have a say in this at all. " I yelled and he pointed me to keep it quiet.

"Oh. Still scared that people will judge you. " I laughed sarcastically.

"What can I do? Huh. You won't let us break up if I let you decide! " he hissed pushing me agaisnt the tree and I gasped as his eyes looked so horrifying. His expressions sending shivers down my spine.

"I care because I have nothing but respect, good grades, a reputation, a mother and a house that might fall in a few years. " he snapped and I sniffed.

"What about me? Hmm. Don't you consider me as one of the things you own. " I said and he sighed.

"Y/N. I can't be with you. I can't afford that. I can't give you anything. If I could give you so much more then I would've never cared about what people say. But I have nothing."