Harry Styles Imagines

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Preview: You and Harry get into an argument moments before he leaves in his tour bus with the boys to go on tour that leaves you mentally and emotionally destroyed, so far that it comes to suicide.. *TW*

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"What the fuck is wrong with you, why would you not care to tell me about this sooner!" Harry screamed at me, clenching his fists as his management and the boys waited in the tour bus outside our London house. "You didn't give me time Harry, it's not like it matters anyway, if I move to America for a few months just to help my sister settle into the country and find a house before she decides to stay in England or emigrate, you're not even going to be here anyway!" I yelled, pacing around the room. "You are so fucking unbelievable, she literally tried to push me off the fucking balcony!" He roared, running his hands through is hair. "Harry she apologised, she thought that you hurt me even though you didn't, she is my fucking sister!" I screeched "And I am your fiancé, and you go running to her even though she tried to kill me, god you're so fucking stupid and selfish, I don't even know why I got involved in this relationship, you're a waste of fucking time and a waste of space" Harry shouted, grabbing his bag and storming out the house, slamming the door. Tears fell down my cheeks, is that true, coming from the person who I've lived with for 3 years, it has to be, if Harry thinks that about me then it must be true and everyone else are too much of cowards to even mention it, I'm a fucking disappointment.

In the bus the boys were waiting in they're little lounge area for Harry to arrive. "Did you hear Harry yell?" Niall suddenly asked, peering out the window. "I for sure heard someone screaming, they must've gotten into an argument" Louis said, looking with Niall. "That's low, just before tour, they're not gonna see each other for a month" Zayn commented, turning his phone off. "Shit Harry just slammed the door shut, he looks furious" Niall added, scrambling away from the window and sitting back down on the sofa.

Harry came in and completely ignored them, going straight into his tiny bedroom and throwing his bag on the bed before going back out to sit on the couch next to Liam. "Hey mate, you good?" Liam checked, patting his back. He shrugged his hand off his back "Don't ask, I don't wanna talk about it" Harry told him sternly, resting his head in his hands. "Alright" Louis sighed, leaning back, putting his hands behind his back.

My whole body had been shaking for 24 hours, Harry hasn't even tried to contact me and I have reached my breaking point, he clearly doesn't want me in this world which means nobody else will. I take a knife into the bathroom and shakily grab my phone, dialling Harry's number before finally deciding on ringing it.

The boys were about to go on stage, Harry was getting the final touches of his make up done when his phone started buzzing. "Hey mate Y/N's calling" Zayn said, throwing him the phone. Harry groaned and answered, putting the phone to his ear "What the hell do you want, I'm about go on?" he asked frustrated.

"I-I'm sorry that y-you don't want m-me here so I-I've decided I will l-leave you a-alone, what y-you want" I stuttered, bursting into a set of tears. "What are you talking about?" Harry asked, still slightly irritated. "I-I'm sorry H-Harry, I'll always l-love you" I sobbed, breaking down and leaving the phone on speaker on the counter as I dropped to my knees. "Y/N please tell me what's going on" Harry begged, concern filling his eyes. The boys looked up confused "I'm d-done Harry, I'm a w-waste of t-time, of s-space, I'm a-annoying and stupid and s-selfish and u-unthoughtful a-and I realise n-nobody wants of n-needs me so I'm-I'm" I stumbled over my words, breaking out full words every now and then in between tears. "No please baby, you can't leave me, I didn't mean anything I said, I was just angry, I need you please, I can't live without you!" Harry exclaimed, reality hitting him and realising this was all his fault. "I-I can't H-Harry" I cried, bringing the knife to my skin.