Harry Styles Imagines and one-shots.

Stranger Things (AU)

"I think the Demogorgon is coming Harry," I shouted, pulling him along.

"I want to fight," Harry said.

"No, I'm not losing you," I snapped.

"Save you," Harry said desperately.

"No we'll get out of this," I said, voice breaking.

I could hear the monster crashing down the hallways. Gun fire had almost completely stopped, and I assumed it was because the men were dead.

Harry's large hand was clasping mine, and I wasn't about to let it go. I held on with an iron grip, but he looked at me pleadingly.

"I don't want you to die," Harry said, holding my face in his hands.

"No, we won't, please. Harry, don't leave," I said, feeling my eyes well up with tears.

The Demigorgon skittered into the room, giant clawed feet creating holes in the floor. It's horrible mouth opened, layers of teeth lining the inside. Disgusting lines of saliva dripping from its gaping jaws.

"It's time to go," Harry said in a deep and intense voice. He pulled me in and kissed me for the first time. My whole world stopped turning for a moment. His lips were so soft, his hold on my waist so reassuring. After a sweet moment, I was blasted back against the wall.

Harry stood before the beast. One hand keeping me pinned against the wall, knowing I'd get up and help if he'd let me. The other hand toward the monster. His fingers bent slightly as he used his powers to make the Demigorgon squeal in pain.

Harry's face became pale, dark circles formed under his eyes. His cheek bones seemed to become more prominent, his skin tight against his skeleton. A small trickle of blood began to flow from his nose.

"Goodbye y/n," Harry said, his voice laden with emotion.

"Nooo!" I screamed as Harry and the Monster disappeared in a moment. The body binding power released me, and dropped my head into my hands. I sobbed, shoulders shaking. I worried I'd never see Harry again.