harry styles imagines

the cheating roommates

hey guys! its laur, and I wanted to let you all know that in a few days I will be going to England, and since I live in the US, I will not really have internet much, if at all on the trip. I'm going for 10 days, and I just wanted to let you know that I haven't forgotten about the stories, but it may be a bit before I update so rip, but I'll get back to it once I get back home!

<Maddie's pov>

I was so excited, I had the best boyfriend ever, Louis, and we were about to move into an apartment with his best friend, Harry, who I also loved. We were all on our third year of college. I met Louis during freshman year, and we started dating about halfway through. Louis and Harry met in high school, and ended up going to the same college. They had known each other for a long time, but we all managed to get along like best friends. Louis and I weren't too clingy when we were together, so it was never really that awkward and we all hung out a lot. He was also incredible and very sweet and funny. Not to be cliché, but I always though of Harry as like a brother, something about him was just so loving and caring. He cared a lot for Louis, and was respectful of our relationship. I knew it would feel a bit strange, moving in with my boyfriend and his best friend, but we were all adults and responsible so I didn't really think anything would go wrong. We spent most of Saturday moving in all of our stuff, since we had gotten one of the largest apartments, it had four rooms, in case we wanted to have a friend or someone else over, or Louis and I got in a fight. It was almost 10pm, and we had finally moved everything into our rooms and into the apartment. We decided that the next few days we would go shopping and start stocking the kitchen with the supplies we needed. We had a few celebratory drinks, and Louis went to bed, as he was the boring type of drunk who just fell asleep an hour later. I was in the living room area where we would probably end up spending most of our time, on my laptop writing some emails to people, when Harry sat down next to me. He was still drinking, of course, and handed one to me. I had had a few shots, but this must've been Harry's fifth at least. "Heeeeyyy Maddieeeeeee, aren't you sooooo excited we moved in?" he asked me, slurring his words as he shifted around, trying to get comfortable on the couch. I laughed and put away my laptop, sending the last email to my boss about my work schedule, and put it on the table. He put his hand on my thigh and tapped it softly, making me a bit uncomfortable, but he was best friends with my boyfriend, so I didn't think much of it. "Hey Harry, let's get you to bed, yeah?" I asked in a soothing voice, hoping he would agree with me. "You're so pretty, Maddie. You know, I've always been jealous of Louis for getting you. I always wanted to be with you," he said to me, still slurring his words some. His words took me aback, he was drunk, but I wouldn't be surprised if he meant it. I suddenly wish I hadn't drank so much because he was starting to look hotter and hotter, and I completely forgot about my boyfriend who was passed out in the other room. He moved closer to me, putting his hands on my waist, before bringing me towards him. He smashed his lips onto mine and crawled on top of me, kissing me harshly, as if we both knew we would never be able to again. His lips moved against mine well, and he brought his mouth down to my neck, and began kissing underneath my ear. I breathed out his name, still in shock from what was happening to us. He reached down my body and lifted up my shirt, taking it off and putting it on the table next to us. I grabbed a fist full of his shirt and pulled it over his head too, my hormones taking over me as I grabbed his hair into my hand and pulled roughly. He moaned lowly from that, making me do it again, wanting to hear him make that sound. "Maddie...." he said deeply, making me want to do everything in my power to hear him say it again. He kissed down my neck as I pulled at his hair, making him bite down on a spot on my collarbone as I breathlessly spoke his name, surprised at how good he made me feel. He kept kissing and sucking at the spots around my collarbone, as I shifted my hips up and around underneath him, trying to get more of a physical touch from him. His hands traveled down my body stopping at my shorts before I came to my senses a bit, and told him to stop. "Harry, we shouldn't- Louis..." I told him and he nodded, looking away from me, putting his shirt back on as he handed mine to me. I glanced down, and saw the reaction I had on him, and fuck, it was a large one. Just then we heard the door open, and out walked a shirtless, and tired looking Louis. "Hey, lad, hey baby, why are you guys up alone? Come to bed with me, its lonely without you," he said, looking at me with love in his eyes. I smiled and said okay, turning back at Harry, who was sitting on the couch still looking flustered, watching us go into the bedroom. I mouthed an "I'm so sorry," to him before walking in behind Louis, and shutting the door.