This imagine is emotional as Harry gets upset in it <3
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Harry's P.O.V:
I shut the door behind me letting a sigh escape me at how this week was going.
Work had been difficult and the amount of hate I was getting from the paparazzi was getting to me more than it usually did.
Why did they hate me? I don't understand why they call me a womaniser when I would never become one of those people.
"Harry? Are you alright?" Y/N asked, coming to greet me by the door as I took off my shoes.
"I'm fine." I said shortly.
I knew I was being snappy with her lately and it wasn't anything personal, I just didn't want to talk to her about things.
"I'm sorry, I just don't understand why your being so distant." She commented and I turned to face her.
"I'm not." I stated, confused and she looked at me sadly before nodding.
"Oh, okay, well I'll go and get the dinner started." She said quietly before leaving me alone.
I sighed heavily, not being able to cope with the amount of things going on at the moment as my eyes began to water and I went into the bathroom for a shower, deciding it would be best to stay away from Y/N so she wouldn't worry too much and so I didn't have to explain. I didn't want her to see me cry and I had a strong feeling that I would if she questioned me about it.
As I showered, I couldn't help but keep thinking, what did she mean by distant?
Your P.O.V:
You sighed, not knowing what to do for the best as Harry was continuing to be distant with you.
He came home from work, had a shower and then stayed in your shared bedroom for the rest of the evening, only going to the bathroom or to the kitchen for food if he needed to.
He even ate his dinner at a different time to you, stating he would eat it later as you put it in the oven for him to warm up when he wanted to eat it.
You knew you had to confront him about it, but you knew it could result in an argument and every time you said something about it, you became quiet and ended up putting it off for a bit longer.
You decided that it would be best to do it now as it was getting a bit too much for you to handle, so once you heard him get out of the shower and enter your shared bedroom, you put the thought of making dinner on hold and went to your shared bedroom.
Harry's P.O.V:
I finished getting dressed, hearing a knock at the door as I rubbed my hair with my towel to try and dry it off.
"Harry can I talk to you?" Y/N asked after opening the door and I nodded, not trusting my voice and having an idea of what this could be about.
"I know you don't want to tell me whatever it is that's wrong, but I don't know what I'm supposed to do." She sighed.
"There's nothing wrong." I stated, turning my head away from her to blink back the tears.
"You can keep saying that all you like, but I'm not stupid." She snapped as I turned around to see her now angry.
"Calm down, there's no need to get upset." I said.
"Isn't there? Really?" She scoffed.
"You know what there actually is, there is a problem here that your trying to avoid and it's creating an even bigger one in our relationship." She explained.
