One Direction Imagines

I was at McDonalds with my bestie, Amanda. We were going on and on about Harry Styles being my boyfriend. I mean, it's probably a 'once in a life time' chance, right? "I wish I was you Nikkole. I mean look at you! Your dating a British boy band hunky hunkster!" she said. I couldn't help but crack up laughing. "Ok Amanda. I get it" I said. "Well I'm done with my food now. Should we get going?" she asked. "Yeah" I say back, and we walk out of mcdonalds. Amanda and I are heading to my house because of something she left over yesterday, hopefully Harry is not there though. Why? Because he's not all sweet, hunky- well, he's still a hunk but he's an alchoholic, and is never home. I'm always alone 24/7. He's always hitting me and leaving bruises, but I don't know why I'm still with him. I guess I love him too much. Anyway, both of us arrive at my place and walk on in. Harry is there- uh oh. "Amanda", I whisper, "stay here I'll get your stuff" she nods and shakes a bit. She knows about Harry. "Hey Harry" I say. He looks at me blood shot eyes. I look at him shocked. "Are you ok, babe?". He shakes his head chuckling to himself. He walks up to me, but I walk away grabbing Amanda's things. I walk up to the door. "Where do you think you're going?" he asked me. "To give Amanda the stuff she left here yesterday" I say and open the door. "Here you go Amanda", "thanks Nikkole", "yep". We wave goodbye and I head back inside. Harry is standing right over me at the door. "Why were you gone for 2 hours straight?" he asks angrily. "I thought you wouldn't be here. As usual" I say back with attitude. He pushes me into our coffee table. "Harry!" I shout. He gives me an angry look. "Don't say I'm never here! I'm always here to take care of you!" he yells in my face. "You're NEVER here Harry! I know that your always off drinking, and smoking- god knows what, and probably making other girls preganant!!" I yell out. He throws a glass vase, and he punches the wall now there is a hole in it. "IM GOING TO KILL YOU NIKKOLE!!" Harry walks out the door, and leaves. Oh my god, Harry has never been this angry. I should stay away from him. Now he's just scaring me.
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-12:30pm at noon.-
It has a been 4 days and I'm still here alone. Boo hoo. I'm cooking something on the stove, until I hear the door open, and I look back to see Harry, his hair is neat, but still in a curly way, he is dressed casual, and doesn't smell like that strong smell of cigarettes anymore. Where did he get cleaned up like that? "Um, Nikkole? I really want to say sorry about what I've been doing. I've been messing up and I just want to say people make mistakes. Forgive me?" he apologizes. Woah- just.. Woah. I nod speechless. I take the food off the stove and onto the kitchen table. I sit down and start eating. Harry comes to sit next to me, and I get chills. He comes closer and starts kissing my neck. Umm, ok? "Harry? What are you doing?" I ask. "Kissing you" he picks me up bridal style still kissing me and takes it to his bedroom and blah blah- you know the rest.

Notes

*Note: Harry styles is not really smoking and alcoholic- just to point out* Thanks!