Harry Styles Imagines

Work

You find it difficult dating Harry Styles. He's always busy with work, even if they have a few months off, he just always wanted to do his best in everything he did. Tonight he'd promise to be home for dinner. You weren't hopeful so you decided to keep it simple and just do spaghetti. You just wanted tonight to have a nice chat at dinner then maybe watch a film after. With your phone on the counter, you started dinner. 'I'm so sorry, but I won't be able to make it home tonight. I love you xx' the text appeared from Harry. 'That's fine xx' you replied. It really wasn't fine. You felt this anger build up inside you. You just wanted him home for once. After cooking, you left his bowl in the oven so he could eat when he's home. When you ate yours, you decided to watch a film in the living room. 

11:45pm

Harry finally came home from work. '(Y/N), I'm sorry. I did try to leave early' Harry said as soon as he walked in. 'Not right now Harry. I have a headache and don't want to start this now' you said walking past him. You were sure your headache was just because you were mad. 'Wait. Let me explain' he said. 'Explain what?!? How you have work. There isn't anything I can do about it but maybe a little heads up before I start dinner for us. It's in the oven then you can sleep down here for all I care' You said. You walked up to your shared bedroom and got ready for bed. As soon as you laid down, you felt a tear run down your cheek. You turned over onto your stomach and fell asleep.

You woke up in the middle of the night to the bed dipping down a little. You switched on the lamp then rolled onto your back. 'I'm sorry' Harry said, rubbing your arm. 'What do you want?' you asked. 'Please can I sleep up here?' he asked. 'Fine but lie on your own side' You said. You turned to your side so your back was facing Harry. '(Y/N), I love you' Harry said. You didn't answer; fell asleep in stead. 

9:26am

You just woke up to the sun peaking through the curtains. The bed was empty. You sat up and rubbed your face. As you walked downstairs, you could smell bacon cooking in the kitchen. You walked in to see Harry stood there in his boxers, above the stove. 'Good morning. I'm sorry about yesterday so I thought I'd stay for breakfast this morning to make up for up' Harry said once he noticed you. You walked up to him and wrapped your arms around his waist. He put his arm around your shoulders and placed a soft kiss on your forehead. 'It's ok. I just miss having you home' You said. You looked up and pressed your lips to his. He pulled back and kissed your head once more