Harry Styles Imagines

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Preview: You've just been crying for days and days, Harry hasn't been able to help you because he's been away on holiday with the boys and you just want to be alone when comes back. All your mind could think about was how tired and stressed you were and everything bad that has ever happened to you so you don't want anyone's help.

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That's all I did. I cried all day and all night long. I didn't reply to Harry's messages. I didn't reply to anyone's messages. I didn't answer Harry's calls. I didn't answer anyone's calls. It was too much. If I answered one, somebody was going to tell me that this or that had happened and that's another thing to add to all the weight already resting on my shoulders. I was tired. I hadn't slept properly in months from all the stress. Not even Harry could help but he hadn't noticed until he went on holiday.

It was the day he came back, well I didn't know that, but I was just crying on the floor in the corner of our bedroom until I heard the front door open. "Y/N!" I heard Harry's voice yell. "Y/N are you here!" He yelled once again, his footsteps could be heard outside the door. Shit.

The bedroom door swung open and revealed a tired, worried, angry Harry "Why are you crying? You didn't answer any of my texts or calls, I was so worried that I got an early flight home!" He exclaimed, walking over to my side. "Stop, I just want to be alone" I sobbed, hugging my knees. "What...you've been alone all week, what's the matter, I can help you" he tried to reassure me, kneeling down and lifting my chin from my knees. "I want to be alone" I cried, not looking at Harry. He was worried and upset, he didn't know what to do and you were sending him away. "Please baby, just talk to me, let me hold you, we can work it out" Harry begged, wrapping arms around my body and trying to hug me. I pushed him away and cornered myself in the corner again, crying my eyes out. "Please" his voice cracked, my body leaving the touch of his. "Go" I sobbed, looking away.

Over the next few days I had been rejecting Harry, he hadn't even been able to hug me properly without being forced away. Now he was extremely worried, he didn't know if it was him or whoever did this to me he swore he would kill, he was confused but felt hurt and rejected. I still slept in the same bed as Harry, just as far away as possible on the edge.

It was now morning, I sobbed quietly, staring at the wall, wondering how much this horrible feeling would last. Harry stirred in his sleep, yawning and remembering he couldn't turn over to touch me. "Sweetheart" he stated in his rough morning voice. I didn't reply, just kept crying my eyes out "Please stop crying" he pleaded, turning on his side to look at me.

That was it, Harry had had enough of this distance between us and it was going to end today. He grabbed my waist and pulled my body close to his, hugging me from behind and not letting go as I tried to get out of his grip. "Let go" I sobbed, trying to force him away. Harry's grip only tightened and he kissed my shoulders, then neck, then cheek "No, I am not letting go, I am going to hold you and I am going to kiss you and show you my love until you tell me what's wrong" he refused then went back to kissing my body.

I eventually gave up trying to force him away, I was too tired, too tired mentally and physically to even cry. Harry's grip stayed firm, but when I moved it tightened until he realised I was turning around to face him. My arms wrapped around him as I hugged him tightly and a breath of relief spread throughout his body "It's okay, I'm here baby, I'm here" he whispered, kissing my cheek. "I'm so fucking tired and stressed, I don't know what to do" I said, nuzzling my head into his neck.

"Its okay, you know what I'll do, I'll clearly our schedules for a month, we'll just stay at home and go on walks and go to the shops and we'll rest and you can sleep properly in my arms, you'll be okay" Harry reassured me, rubbing my back. "Will I be okay?" "Of course you will darling, just us time for a month, we can even lock our phones away in a cupboard for a month, no contact with the outside world, just us" he replied. I nodded and slowed down my breathing.