Harry Styles Imagines

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Preview: You had a massive fight with your parents and agreed to move in with Harry, him not knowing you argued with them, and then they soon got in a car crash and passed away, which Harry also didn't know, which resulted in you mourning and Harry getting argumentative...

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"You are the worst daughter I could ever ask for!" My mum screamed at me as she threw a glass across the kitchen. "Mum!" I yelled, trembling and hurt by what she had just said straight to my face "Shut up, you have no right to speak to your mother like that you little bitch, you're all up in this Hollywood business that you don't give a damn about your family anymore, only that pathetic boyfriend of yours in that cheap, crappy boyband and your fucking fame!" My dad shouted back.

"I hate you guys so much, at least I'm getting somewhere in life and not working at the shopping centre with a tiny ass house that can't even fit a family of five!" I exclaimed, anger growing in me and words coming out of mg mouth that I didn't even mean. "Get out of my house!" My mum demanded, pointing to the door and I was thankful my brothers were at school. "Get out of my life you assholes!" I cried and stormed upstairs to pack my suitcase.

I rung Harry and put it on speaker before throwing my phone on my bed as I went through my wardrobe "Hey baby" I heard his raspy voice say that always warms the room. "Hey, I've been thinking, I will move in with you, I'm coming over in five" I replied, grabbing another bag and shoving everything in it "That's great! I'll be home a bit later as I'm with the boys getting Nando's right now but you have a key" he answered, pure joy in his voice. "Okay, I'll see you later, love you" I agreed and hung up.

Harry was at the studio again today and I had recently finished filming the last season on modern family so I was having a break right now. I leaned up against the kitchen counter, scrolling through social media until my phone started ringing, why was my aunt calling me.

"Hello?" I checked, putting my phone to my ear "Y-Y/N, you need to g-get to the hospital" she stammered, almost breaking into tears. "What? Why, what happened?" I asked, standing up straight "Y-Your parents were in an a-accident, the b-boys are asking for y-you" she stuttered and I hung up immediately, running to the door and making sure I wore plenty of clothing so paparazzi wouldn't recognise me.

"Kim and Adam Y/L/N" I told the lady at the desk, tapping impatiently with my nails "Are you family?" She checked, raising an eyebrow "I'm their daughter!" I answered a little to loud, drawing attention to myself. "Shit, sorry, yes" I apologised "Okay.. they are currently in surgery but the rest of the family is waiting outside rooms 234 and 235" she informed me and I darted to the elevator.

As soon as I left the elevator all I saw was my aunt trying to calm Theo down, my uncle sitting down next to James who was silently sobbing and my cousins standing to the side. "Let go of me!" Theo whimpered, hitting my aunt away and running over to me, I had always had a close sibling relationship with James and Theo.

Theo jumped into my arms as I knelt down and hugged him tightly "Y/N, mummy and daddy are- are" he sobbed, nuzzling his head into my neck. I stood up with him in mg arms and rocked him back and forth as I went over to James. "They're not gonna make it" James chocked out, standing up and resting his head on my shoulder, just standing there as I put one arm around him.

"Don't say that, they will, they're strong James" I tried to reassure him, running smooth circles on his shoulder. "What will happen if they do? Will we get put up for adoption?" James sniffed, looking up at me "No, I will not let that happen, it won't happen James" I answered, ruffling his hair.

That was it, 4 words they didn't make it to leave the doctors mouth and everyone broke down in tears. I was crying to myself, broken down on the floor as Theo sat on my lap and James sat beside me, crying into my shoulder. "G-Guys" My aunt stumbled over her words, crouching down next to us.

"Theo, James you will be staying with us for a while" My uncle told my brothers, kneeling down as well "N-No! I want Y-Y/N!" Theo protested, gripping onto me tightly. "Th-Theo, look, they will take good care of you, you will have Sofia and Flora too and I will come a visit you all the time, okay?" I told him, running my hands through his fluffy, blonde hair. "P-Promise?" James checked "I promise".

Over the next few days I think Harry could tell I was acting, well, I guess you could say, off. I just kept replaying what I had said to them into my head today causing me to break down into tears once again. I'm such a horrible daughter, that last thing I had said to them was 'I hate you guys, fuck you' when I walked out the front door.

"Hey hey hey, baby baby baby, c'mere" Harry's voice said, I didn't know he was even home, he just wrapped his arms around me and held me in his arms. I sobbed into his chest, he didn't even know why I was crying "Shhhh, it's okay, it's okay, I'm right here, baby I'm right here" he cooed, caressing my back and planting small kisses on my head.

After 5 minutes of crying I managed to contain myself "What happened love?" Harry asked, pulling away and resting his hand on my knee, rubbing it with his thumb gently. "I-I" I began, not wanting to start crying again "Hey, it's only me, you can tell me anything" he said, slipping two fingers under my chin.

"I-I just miss my parents" I told him, knowing that Harry would interpret this totally different than how it was. "Really, Y/N, you live with me now, you don't need to make it such a big deal" he sighed, taking any contact from our bodies away and standing up. "Harry I just r-really miss them" I croaked out, looking away as tears built in my eyes.

"Stop crying, it isn't worth it, god Y/N why did you even move in with me if you were going to miss them that much and cry over them every single fucking day!" He exclaimed, rolling his eyes and planting his hands on his hips. "Y-You don't understand" I whispered, trying to avoid his gaze.

"I don't understand, I don't fucking understand- please what I understand is that you're acting like a 5 year old girl who is crying over not living with her parents, go back to them if you're gonna act like a wuss!" He yelled and stormed out of the room. I broke down into tears once again, I can't even tell him now that he won't speak to me.

I layed in bed that evening, staring at the ceiling when Harry decided to wonder in at around eleven at night. He stripped from his jeans and shirt into his boxers and got into the bed however remaining on his side and avoiding all contact with me. I contemplated whether I should say goodnight or I love you or just tell him what happened but I stayed silent, knowing he wouldn't even want to hear my voice.

Once again I rolled onto my other side for the millionth time tonight, unable to sleep. "Y/N can you stop moving" Harry hissed through his gritted teeth, huffing and trying to fall asleep. "Sorry" I mumbled with a tad of attitude which didn't go unnoticed by him. He scoffed and rolled onto his side so he was facing me.

"Why did you fucking move in with me Y/N, what's the real reason because you should just go back to your parents" Harry asked me sternly, still annoyed from earlier. "I can't" I trembled, facing the bedroom wall "Look at me while I'm talking to you Y/N" he huffed, grabbing my waist and flipping me onto my other side then propping himself up on his elbows.

"You can Y/N, this isn't going to work out if you miss your parents so much, it's just childish and I don't want to be in a relationship with somebody who can't attach themselves to anyone but their parents, it's not like they would've done up your room or anything, you've only been gone 2 weeks" he told me in a bitter tone, fed up and tired.

"Harry they got in a car accident last week, th-they didn't m-make it and I-I had to d-drop my brothers off at my a-aunt and u-uncles house, Theo throwing a t-tantrum and begging me n-not to l-leave h-him too, J-James c-crying into my sh-shoulder as my u-uncle led him i-inside and w-watching them being f-forced inside and Theo ba-banging at the w-windows and s-screaming w-while I go-got into my car, a-and to ma-make it an-any better the l-last time I saw t-them we got into a m-massive argument and the l-last thing I said to th-them was that I h-hated them" I stammered.

Instantly Harry's arms wrapped around me and he pulled me into his chest as I began to sob quietly, my hands resting on his torso "I am so so so sorry baby, I can't believe I said that to you, oh my god I am so sorry, I am so so sorry for what I said and I am sorry that they are dead" he apologised, running his hands through my hair.

That just made me cry even more "Sorry sorry sorry, wrong choice of words, I am so fucking sorry, I shouldn't of thought ahead, I am so sorry" he whispered, his eyes widening when I cried harder. "I-It's o-okay, y-you d-didn't k-know" I murmured into his chest "I should've though...".