Harry styles imagines

15. Stars

I felt frustrated so frustrated all I wanted to do was to take his head off, it was so fucking annoying every time we talked all he did was to turn the whole conversation upside down, to prove how wrong I'm and how right he was. He didn't want to solve the problem, all he wanted was to win the argument and sometimes it doesn't really matter because all I want is to solve the problem or to make it better but he isn't allowing it, he isn't allowing me to talk so he could listen and it's so frustrating.

I just want to help him but he doesn't want to be helped he refuses to and it was so fucking tiring.

And I didn't want to run from it, because we get measured by what we do what we fight for but if I didn't fight for him what will I fight for?

I didn't want to leave him because I love him dearly but all that doesn't really matter now.

"Love? Why didn't you put the gate of the fire place up?" I said as I pulled it carefully up looking at him with crossed arms, I didn't want to start a fight but this was the tenth Time this week and we could die if he's going to stay this reckless.

His eyes were glued to the flat tv screen as he kept switching between channels. "I forgot sorry"

"I don't want a sorry Harry, I don't want an excuse, we didn't buy that a week ago we've been living here for two years for God's sake! We could've died in our sleep, burned! Do you want to die burned and then go to hell?"

"I said I'm sorry I'm going to do it next time for fucks sake!"

"Please lower your voice"

"I do what I want when I want to and if I want to raise my voice I'll ok?!" Rage filled his emerald eyes as he looked in mine, his voice was loud and overpowered by the rage that he was filled with.

"No you can't! Because you're an adult you're responsible for what you do and whatever you do have consequences so you have to take care of whatever you do" I said as calm as possible because he was making me boil.

"You're not my fucking mother! You don't have the fucking right to tell me what to do and what not so mind your own fucking business"

"You are my fucking business! You can't tell me to mind my business because you are! We're married! See that fucking ring? you bought that so you could be my business!" My voice matched his at this point because it hurt.

He grumbled as he started to pull at his hair from frustration, I know what he was thinking but he was refusing to do it for our sake "I'm sorry ok I didn't want to fight i was just telling you how dangerous this is. So please don't forget next time" I sighed as I walked back to the kitchen to make dinner.

Standing straight as I chopped some onions that gave me an excuse for crying without being asked, as if he cared. I know deep down he does but we are falling apart and none of us wants to admit it. I was hurt and I couldn't let him know because I couldn't make him understand and it was tearing me apart because I love him with every piece of me and I can't keep him close to me without fighting about every little thing.

I felt his arms warp around my waist as he laid his head on mine, I feel his beating heart, I could hear his little sniffles right then and there I knew he was crying and it broke my heart even more. "Why can't we just stop fighting?" He whispered his voice weak as I left the knife and rested my hands on his as I pressed my eyes together to stop the more tears from falling.

"Why can't we be us? Again?" I sobbed as I turned around and wrapped my arms tightly around his torso, pressing my face into his warm chest as I cried.

"We need help" his fingers stroked my hair softly to calm me down, and it did, I looked up at him at the same man I once loved not that stranger I lived with, and I was happy he was talking I was happy that he acknowledged the problem I was so happy so relieved.

"Will you be there when I close my eyes for the last time?" His eyes twinkled as he said something I thought he forgot about something that made me warm and fuzzy from the inside.

Flashback

We were sitting under a huge oak tree far far away from the city noise and the bright lights that blind your eyes. It was our place when we felt stressed, or just tired it always filled us with positive energy and reminded us of great things.

Me and Harry knew each other since we were just 13 he was 17 and I was 13 obviously, we've been best friends ever since and now he's 25 and I was 21 we kinda made it a regular thing to go sit under the oak tree so we could talk about anything and everything so we would never lose connection and get carried away with work or whatever.

"You know it's always been my favorite part of the week when we come and lay here it's just so blissful."

"Yeah" I smiled as I kept staring at the beautiful night sky in front of me.

"I think there will be shooting stars tonight and it's going to be epic! They said it hasn't happened in 23 years! Can You believe that?" I said enthusiastically as I quickly looked at him.

"Shit I forgot my microscope I thought that was next week I'm sorry fuck, I can go get it now if you do like?"  I could feel his panic radiating off his voice it made me chuckle.

"since when have we been friends huh?"
"And don't it's fine! It's going to be very visible we're pretty far from the city lights"

"You know some people believe that when stars fall it means that dead people are crossing to our world and when they do angels shoots them with a star"

"That's fucked up, I think you've been reading too many ghosts books"

"Oh shut up!" I pushed his shoulders as he giggled.
"Hell I need more muscles you didn't even pudge" it made him laugh and his laugh made me giggle.

We stopped laughing as the fall began and I've never seen something so beautiful "you know Thinking about death is actually terrifying like one day you won't actually exist anymore, you simply won't open your eyes and you're going to be one of those people who people are just going to say 'He was a good guy lived and dead in silently' literally! And it wouldn't even matter you know? Your friends are going to move on and forgot you and you won't ever be able to say I love you one more time or I'm sorry one last time it's just horrifying."

"I don't know maybe it's not as scary as you might think you know? Maybe we might live in an another life with other people maybe there's really heaven and hell and we might all meet there someday but it's not scary because if there's an afterlife then it's the portal to a new beginning." I looked at him as he looked at me both our eyes searching for answers.

"If there's an afterlife or there isn't one and we're all gonna turn into dust, Will you be there when I close my eyes for the last time?"

End of flashback

"Where else would I rather be?" His smile matched mine as soon as the words hit his ears, he bend down a little, got closer a little, kissed me a little too passionately, a little too sweetly, I've never been more happier than now.

"I love you And I'm sorry, I'm sorry for everything I promise I'm gonna Change we can get through this together" he intertwined our hands as he kissed the back of my hand softly as he pecked me once more.

I was speechless so all I could do was nod as tears slipped from my eyes as I kissed him once more.

we're going to be alright.