Harry Styles imagines

Rape

"Did I mention you looking stunning tonight" Harry whispers in your ear as you set your drink by the bar.

"You might of mention it once or twice." You say smiling at him.

"Well you look beautiful, love."

 He says while leaning into you and kissing your cheek. Your heart skips a beat, and you blush, something that happened quite often when Harry was with you.

"This party is really nice." You tell him, while you scan the room watching everyone mingle and have a great time.

"I know right, the host is a good friend of mine and always-"

"Harry! Hey!" He was interrupted by a short bald man coming towards you guys and Harry's face lit up.

"Tom! Hey how you've been?!" He gives him a hug.

"I'm great. How about yourself?"

"I'm fantastic. This party is so great." 

Harry said while placing a hand on your waist and bringing you closer to him. 

He always wanted you to know that he wanted you near him, even at these types of things, and you didn't mind.

"And who is this lovely lady?" Toms attention came towards you.

"This is my beautiful girlfriend Y/N, Y/N this is Tom we work together."

"It's so nice to meet you." You shake his hand.

"Same to you, dear." He shakes yours.

 "Oh and Harry before I forget, someone's looking for you. I forgot his name but he said you all played golf together once with Jeremy.

"Oh yes! Where is he?" He asks.

"Down by the front door. Let me show you." Tom signals for Harry to come with him.

"Come on love. I don't want to leave you all alone." Harry laces his fingers in yours.

"Ok, I'm just gonna refill my cup. I'll be there in a minute." Harry nods, kisses your cheek, and disappears into the crowd.

You smile on how clingy Harry is, you think its adorable.

Facing back to the bartender you ask him to refill your champagne cup, and he does. You thank him and walk back to the front where you knew Harry would be. 

A few people stopped you to say hello. But soon you could hear Harry's laugh before you even saw him. 

Once you spotted him you took your hand in his, and he turned to you and smiled.

"Hey love. I'd like you to meet Mike, he's one of the guys that I went golfing with once." 

Your back was to him, you realized so you turned around to great Harry's friend.

Your breathe hitched in your throat, and suddenly you felt like you were about to pass out.

You knew him, you knew that face. That face haunted you everytime you closed your eyes. 

You could never forgot that jet black hair and those ocean blue eyes. You felt dizzy, like your whole world was crashing down on you.

You felt like you couldn't breathe.

You didn't realize what you did until Harry asked if you were okay. You looked down to wear his voice was and realized your champagne bottle was shattered to the floor, and everyone was looking at you.