Harry Styles Imagines ~ Book 2

121. Wish It Was You II

Part 2 of Wish It Was You since a lot has requested but buckle up coz this is a long update! Anyways Enjoy!

Song of this imagine: 

Two Ghost by Harry Styles
Always You by Louis Tomlinson

Word Count: 5519

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"Oh my gosh, Y/N! I've missed you!" My friend, Patricia squealed as she pulled me into a hug when she opened the door.

"Missed you too, Patty." I giggled and hugged her tighter.

"Come inside." She said, practically pulling me inside her apartment. "How have you been? Gosh, you look so much better since I've last seen you in person, you're glowing! Tell me, who's the lucky guy?" She asked excitedly, making her way to the kitchen as she pulled out a wine and two glasses from her cupboard and immediately got back.

"Thanks, Patty! I've been really well actually and no, there's no lucky guy." I chuckled while sitting on her couch.

"So you still haven't dated anyone yet?" She asks while pouring wine on the glasses, I shook my head and she frowned. "It's been four years, Y/N." She handed me one glass and the urge of downing the whole wine in one swig is strong because of the memory of that night.

"Yeah, I know but that night was too much for me until now. I mean having your heart broken twice in one night." I chuckled and she sent me a worried look when I took a big gulp of the wine.

"Have you heard anything about Elliot or Harry?" Patty asked, drinking her own alcohol.

The mention of Harry's name made me wince.

"Mom says Elliot went in jail that day and Harry," I paused. "I haven't heard anything about him." A deep sigh left my lips.

"Harry seems to affect you more than that asshole of an ex-fiance you had." She says, hiding her smile with drinking.

"I don't know, maybe because I didn't just lost someone I truly love but also a best friend. But I know it's for the best. It's not right for me to be bothering him after I spilled my heart out, it's like disrespecting his girlfriend." I took a drink again.

"Love?" She asked and I looked at her. "You mean you still love him?" She smirked.

I sighed again. "I think so, maybe that's why after all these years I couldn't get myself to date." I explained. "Enough about me, how are you? How's little Kayla?" I asked about her daughter.

Our conversation shifted to her family life and her daughter. Sometimes I couldn't help but to get jealous. I'm thirty and still single with no plan of dating any time soon. At some point I wanted to have a family but every time I would think about it, I couldn't help but imagine Harry carrying our children. I'm so hopeless.

I've lost contact of him for four years and for all I know he's probably married or something and the thought alone was enough to make me finish a glass of wine in one drink.

"Oh, we're out of cheese!" Patty slurred with a pout as she came walking back from the kitchen.

"I'll get it since I'm more sober than you." I laughed and she rolled her eyes playfully at me.

"Are you sure?" She asked.

"100%. And besides, I don't want people thinking you're some lunatic for being shitfaced at 11am." I teased.

"Fine!" She groaned.

I picked up my keys and left her apartment. I decided to go to the supermarket near my own apartment which is a good thirty minute drive. It's also an excuse for me to arrange my thoughts that are all over the place already.