Harry Styles Imagines

-𝘈𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨-

Preview: Harry has a conversation with Louis and told him that you had changed since you moved in together and you overheard

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I sighed as I finished writing an email to one of my many managers, recognising that I had to still write 4 more emails. Louis was downstairs with Harry so I didn't have to worry about him feeling alone but I did need a drink so I shut my laptop and went downstairs.

"Hey Y/N!" Louis called out as I walked into the kitchen. "Hi Louis" I said before boiling the kettle. "So how are you and Y/N going, considering you've moved in together recently?" He asked Harry, not realising I could hear but that wasn't his problem. "Fine I guess" Harry murmured, shrugging his shoulders. Fine?! Just fine, I thought it was great, is he already sick of me? "That doesn't sound very enthusiastic, what do you mean fine?" Louis commented, turning the tv on silent. "I mean, she's changed, she's more clingy and constantly wants to be at my side, she's not very mature and she's nagging me to do all of this stuff like put the washing away, do the dishes, blah blah blah" Harry explained, and I could tell he didn't know I could hear when the kettle stopped boiling. "I mean, she doesn't seem like that" "Trust me Louis, she is, it's rather irritating, just watch this".

All of my insecurities came flooding back into my head, anyone whoever is or was close to me has always told me I'm irritating and a pain and before we moved in Harry reassured me that I'm not, which I believed up until now. I knew I was going to break down any second, I didn't have time to make the tea so I just walked out the kitchen and headed for the stairs. "Hey baby" Harry said, looking over his shoulder. Louis looked up at me instead of looking at Harry "Y-Yeah?" I replied, not looking at him. "What's your favourite thing to do?" He asked, knowing I would either say cuddling or kissing him as that's what I told him before, fucking prick. "I don't know, go shopping with Emma" I said bluntly before rushing upstairs. "Mate I think you're going delusional" Louis commented, looking back at him. "She never ever says that! She always said cuddling or kissing me! I swear, maybe it's because you're over" Harry defended himself.

Oh shut up Harry, nobody fucking cares except you, you didn't have to go and tell one of your mates instead of telling me so we can work it out. I shut the bathroom door and locked it before sliding down the wall, sobbing silently as Harry and Louis carried on talking like that didn't just happen. When I got into this relationship he reassured me it would be nothing but love, loyalty, trust and honesty, not lies and complaining.

I don't know who long I was crying for but there was suddenly a knock on the bathroom door "Baby, you okay?" Harry checked, knocking again lightly. Quickly I stood up and turned the tap on, sniffing and blowing my eyes "I'm fine Harry!" I answered, applying some foundation and bronzer to my pink nose. "Can you let me in please?" He requested, rattling the door handle. I turned the tap off and put the foundation and bronzer back in the draw before unlocking the bathroom door and opening it.

"Hey, you alright?" He asked again, putting a hand on my shoulder. "I told you I'm fine" I replied, putting my hand behind my back and giving him the finger. "Are you sure, Louis left a while ago you didn't finish making your tea?" He once again questioned me. "Harry I said I'm fine, just drop it!" I exclaimed, brushing past his shoulder and into the bedroom. "Sorry, only trying to help" he mumbled, putting his hands up and walking out.

The next morning I stared at the wall, Harry's arms wrapped securely and tightly around my waist. I stayed there for 5 minutes before I realised I didn't want him to think me as clingy so I wiggled to the edge of the bed and checked my phone, replying to some texts and emails. Harry began to stir in his sleep and he rolled onto his back, yawning and stretching his arms out "Mmm baby c'mere" he groaned in a groggy morning voice. "I'm doing something Harry, wait a second" I said flatly, finishing an email and opening WhatsApp. "Do it later, it's too early to be working, just come cuddle me" he whined, reaching out to me. "No Harry, I'm doing it now, I'm going shopping later" I told him sternly, pushing his hands away and continuing to type. I don't know how he reacted, I didn't look at him, all I knew was that he just rolled onto his side and faced away from me but I was doing it for him, he doesn't want me to be clingy so I won't be.

"Harry I'm leaving!" I yelled from the door, slipping my coat on. There was no response so I just put my shoes on and left, beginning to question my actions. Should I confront him about the conversation? Or should I just carry on being distant, I mean that's what he wants, so I don't see why I shouldn't?

I shook my head and parked the car before going into Sainsbury's, a few Paparazzi outside but not many. Harry didn't say he wanted anything so I'll just get what we actually need which was just milk, bread, fruit (mango and strawberries) and some butter. Once I payed I left the store, took some photos with some fans and signed some movie posters before finally getting to the car and being able to leave.

When I got back I went straight into the kitchen where Harry was sat at the island, on his phone and drinking a cup of tea. Neither of us said anything I just unloaded the shopping "Babe" Harry suddenly said. "Hm?" I replied, shutting the fridge. "Come here, please" he told me, putting his phone down. "Why?" I asked, putting the mango in the fruit bowl. "Y/N just come here" he sighed, frowning at me. I put the strawberries in the fridge then went and stood in front of him "So, what is it?" I shrugged as he just looked up at me. He stood up and kissed me passionately, cupping my cheeks with both of his hands and pushing me into a wall. I'm not gonna lie, it felt so right to finally be kissing him again, but after 5 minutes I realised I'm probably being clingy when he started kissing my neck so I pushed him away. "What's wrong?" He checked, looking confused. "I need to put the shopping away Harry, I'm not in the mood" I said, walking away from him and continuing to put everything away. "Whatever.." he mumbled, walking upstairs.

Over the past few days Harry has learnt not to even try and make any contact with me because I would just reject him which is getting a bit shitty now. I was currently laying in bed, staring at the ceiling as Harry finished locking the doors and windows downstairs before coming into the room, shutting the door behind me. "What is your problem?" He spat, standing at the end of the bed. "What?" "What is your problem, you've been avoiding me all week and rejecting everything I do, I'm sick of it!" He yelled and began to pace around. "I'm doing it for you!" I exclaimed, sitting up. "How is rejecting me exactly for me, are you going fucking mental?!" He shouted, pointing at his head aggressively.

"Because you told Louis that I was clingy and that I nagged you, I'm just doing what you want!" I cried, tears beginning to well in my eyes. Harry's eyes widened, that's why I was distancing myself from him "What- I-I, I don't want that, Y/N I wasn't thinking, I was just tired and pissed off about work, I didn't mean it, I love your attention, I want your attention and I need it, and I can't let you do all the work around the house, I love you!" He explained, running to my side and jumping on the bed, wrapping his arms around me tightly as I cried into his shoulder.

"Please, I need you baby" he begged, tangling our legs together and rubbing my back. I sniffed, resting my head on his shoulder as he kissed my forehead multiple times "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean it, I love living with you" he whispered. "It's okay, I- I believe you" I reassured him. Harry smiled faintly and kissed me passionately "I love you so much".