You run out the front door and stopped at the street to catch your breath and think about where you were going to go. All you knew was that anywhere was better than here. You decided that instead of walking somewhere in the middle of the night and in the pouring rain, you would call someone who had always had your back. You hit the call button and he picks up on the first ring, “Hey (Y/N), what’s up?” Niall asked in his thick Irish accent.
“Niall-” you start but are interrupted by a sob that echoes through your chest.
“Shit, (Y/N) what’s wrong?” he asks. You can hear the worry in his voice and look around you had kept running so Harry wouldn’t catch up, but now you were lost.
“I need you to pick me up Niall.” you said quickly. You felt like you were being followed and knew you needed to find somewhere to wait for Niall other than a dark alley in the streets of London.
“Where are ya at?” Niall quickly responded and you heard his keys dangle in the background.
You sucked in a deep breath and looked around again for something familiar. “I-I don’t know..” you began crying again. “I-I ran. I ran out of Harry’s and now I’m lost.” you manage to say through the tears.
“S’okay, just send me your location on the phone and I’ll come and get ya.” he answered. You quickly sent him your location and looked around. “Ok I’m on my way. It should only be a minute or two. You aren’t that far from me. Just stay where you are okay?” Niall told you before hanging up.
You sat on the ground and let the rain fall over you. How did this happen? you think to yourself. Everything had been going great, until tonight. You had only been in London for a little under a week and were so excited to come, but now you just wanted to be at home in LA more than anything. Harry and you had planned this trip for months. It was supposed to be perfect. It was perfect until you and him had gotten into a huge fight. A car pulled up next to you and you recognized Niall’s blonde hair as he jumped out of the car and ran over to you. “(Y/N)!” he shouted. “Are ya okay?” he asked kneeling next to you.
You nod your head and stand up. “Will you just take me-” you stop mid sentence. You have nowhere to go. You were just going to stay with Harry, but there’s no way you could go back there now.
“Take you where?” Niall asked while leading you to the car. You sit in the passenger seat and cry.
“I- I don’t know. I have nowhere to go..” you say between sobs. “I just want to go home. Niall rubs your back and starts driving.
“I’ll just bring you to Louis’ with me.” he told you while cranking the heat up to stop your shivering. “What happened anyways. Did Harreh do anything to you?” he asked seriously.
You shook your head and looked out the window. “I don’t want to talk about it.” you tell him quietly. He nods and you’re grateful that he understands. His phone buzzes and he quickly answers it.
“Hey!” he says cheerfully. “Yeah I have her with me.: he says looking over at me. “No, I’m pretty sure she doesn’t want that mate.” Niall says quietly. “Yea. Alright. Bye.” he says and hangs up.
“Was that Harry?” you ask. Niall nods and you sigh, wiping the tears from your cheeks. Niall pulls up to Louis’ house and helps you out. Together you walk in and brace yourself for a loud thrilling party. Instead, you find Louis in his pjs and Liam on the couch.
“Hey!” they say as the two of you walk in. “(Y/N)? What are you doing here? I thought you and Harry had a date?” Louis says standing up to give you a hug. He sees your tears and instantly shuts up. He hugs you and tells you that you’re welcome to crash in the guest room which you gratefully accept. You walk into the room and fall into bed. Your head is pounding and your exhausted, but you know that you won’t be able to fall asleep without something of Harry’s. It had become a necessity, sleeping with his shirt or hoodie, or even better him. But now you were alone and so all you could do was curl into a ball and cry. After crying for almost an hour, you begin to drift off.
“(Y/N)?” a familiar voice whispers into the room. It was so quiet that you thought you were dreaming, but then the door opened and light from the hall drifted into the dark room.
You turn over and hide your face in the pillow. You know who it is, but aren’t ready to face him yet. “Go away Harry.” you mumble into the pillow.
“Love, let me explain. Let me make it up to you.” he practically begging. You can hear the apology in his voice and you know he feels guilty about what happened, but don’t care it’s too late. He said what he needed to say and you left. “(Y/N), please, love, look at me.” he says sitting next to you on the bed. You keep your head buried in the pillow as he traces shapes onto your back. Tears begin to fall from your eyes and are quickly absorbed into the pillow. “(Y/N) please. Let me explain. I can’t loose you, not now.” he says into his hands. You know he’s crying and you feel bad, but he deserves it. He was an ass you want him to feel the pain you felt. You hear his silent sobs and turn your head to look at him. He hears you move and looks at you, his green eyes shining bright with tears surrounded by red. You know he’s been crying as much as you have and instantly you feel bad for him. You sit up and look at him.
“What.” you say.
“(Y/N), I’m so so sorry. I didn’t mean what I said. I don’t even know why I said that.” he whispered. “I can’t lose you. You are my everything. I need you.” he cries.
“Harry why would you say that then. You knew that would hurt me.” your mind flashes back to earlier and you can’t help but start crying again.
“Hey Haz” you say happily walking over to him and kissing his cheek. He smiles and turns his head towards you causing your lips to collide with his. You laugh at his movements and kiss him back before asking, “How was your day at the studio?”
“It was alright,” he tells you, pulling you against his chest.
“Just alright?” you question while teasing a kiss.
“Well it’s a lot better now” he answers smiling and covering your lips with his. Your arms go around his neck and your fingers tangle in his hair while his hands press against your lower back and butt.
“What happened?” you question further.
“The lads and I got into an argument about a song and then we got in an argument over us.” he answers as his head rests against yours.
“You guys got into an argument about us?” you ask slightly confused.
“Yea, the guys wanted me to go out tonight, but I told them no because I wanted to spend time with you.” he answers while stepping away from you to get some water.
“Oh.” you answer. You feel bad that Harry got crap from the other guys because of you, but you’re also proud that he wanted to spend time with you.
“Yea, dumb right. Like they are always with girls and I get crap for one night?” he says while searching through the cabinets for something to eat. “I went out with them and a group of girls last week so I don’t know what the problem is.” he mutters.
“You went out with other girls last week?” you question. You know it shouldn’t bother you but it does. Your boyfriend is Harry Styles and with all the negative tweets and messages you get from fans, you can see someone trying to steal him from you.”
“I mean it’s not a big deal is it?” he asks, obviously not noticing your anger.
“I mean, is it ok for me to go out with other guys?” you ask slightly annoyed.
“It’s different because I was with other people who are single.” he answers.
“What if I’m with some of my single friends?” you counter back. You know he’s not okay with it because he made a huge deal when you went out with your friends a few weeks ago.
“Look, I don’t want you going out with other guys when I’m not there and you know that.” he states.
“So then why is ok for you to go out and for me not to?”
“It’s part of my job babe. I’ve got to make the ladies happy.”
“Really?” you ask him. “It’s part of your job?”
He stops and looks at you. Now he knows your mad, and is trying to figure a way out of it. “Yea. Its my job.”
“It’s your job to go out drinking with other women when you tell your girlfriend that you are staying in?” you ask.
“(Y/N) I don’t know why you’re making such a big deal about this.” he tells you annoyed.
“Harry, you lied.” you tell him.
“If I had known it would make this big of an event I would’ve told you about going out with the guys and Taylor before you go on the plane.” he mutters to himself.
“Taylor?” you ask again.
“Yea. She’s a lot cooler with this stuff than you are.” he says harshly.
“(Y/N) please, you have to forgive me.” Harry says again.
“Harry, you told me that your ex was cooler than me… how did you expect me to take that.” you say back.
“I didn’t mean it. You know that I love you. You know that I don’t hve any feelings for Taylor. It just came out. It wasn’t even true.” he pleads looking into your eyes.
“I don’t know Harry…” you answer honestly.
He leans in and presses a hot and gentle kiss behind your ear. “Please love, forgive me. I’m so sorry. I can’t lose you. I can’t.” he keeps whispering.
You look towards him and stare into his eyes. Slowly you lean into his chest and press a kiss against his lips. He tugs you onto his lap and you stare at each other for a minute before he crashes his lips onto yours. His tongue pushes through your lips and it wraps tightly around yours. His hands went up the back of your shirt and he unhooked your bra strap. You push him back onto the bed and fall on top of him. He pulls your shirt over your head and quickly reattaches his lips to yours. You do the same and he flips you off of his lap so that hes laying over you. He bites your lips and then gently kisses down you chin and onto your neck. He bits your skin hard enough that a mark will show up later but not hard enough to bruise. He kisses down your chest and sucks gently on each boob while running his hands down you stomach. You moan and pull his head back up to your mouth as Niall and Louis walk into the room.
“Are ya ok-” he breaks off when he sees you and Harry.
“Harry, how did you get into my house?” Louis asks.
“Ugh…” he stumbles embarrassed. Harry quickly grabs the blanket on the end of the bed and throws it over you while covering his face with his hand. “Give us a minute?” he asks.
They laugh and walk out. Harry hands you your bra and shirt and then pulls his on. You begin to walk out the door once your dressed but Harry stops you. He gently and quickly kisses your lips. “I love you (Y?N).”
You smile, kiss him back and whisper, “I love you too Harry.”
Hey guys! Sorry I haven’t posted in a while, but hopefully you guys like this! It sort of goes with a request I have about Harry being afraid to loose you, so enjoy! I will try some more soon! ALSO, THANKS FOR THE 300 FOLLOWERS! lol i know its not that many, but I appreciate your support!! Message me any requests and I’ll write some this weekend!