One Direction Imagines (closed for requests)

I'm so sorry guys, but I don't accept any more imagines because I feel like writting a fanfiction, so I don't have the time to write them anymore, I'm so sorry to anyone that requested, but they would be so bad because I don't have any more ispiration for them :( I'm so so so so so sorry but yeah... hope you enjoy the one's I actually wrote :D


16. Harry imagine for Chloe (he breaks up with you)

I laid in the bed that used to be shared by me and my boyfriend Harry. Ex boyfriend Harry, I guess I have to get used to him not being mine anymore. Other relationships never hurt me this bad when they ended, I would always get back on my feet easily. But not this time.

This relationship was special, and I thought he felt the same way, but he didn’t.

It was probably the fact that he was the only guy that actually took my heart and the only guy that actually knew who I was deep inside.

I was a wreak this couple of days, but they seem like years. I haven’t seen him since that day that he slammed the door and exited my apartment. He used to come here all the time, he used to sleep over every single night, and it felt like he moved here, he even had some of his clothes in my closet. I am too much of a wreck to check if they’re still there.

We were planning on buying a new house for us to share. We were planning on so many things, but I guess that changed. I guess he changed the way he thought about me. 

I was expecting him to come back here and say that everything will be fine, that he didn’t mean the harsh words that he said. I bit my lip remembering all the wonderful time we both had in my apartment. We used to bake cookies and all kinds of stuff, we used to run around and laugh at things that aren’t even funny, we used to enjoy each other’s company, or at least I used to enjoy his. He was a busy guy but he somehow always seem to have time for me. Our relationship seemed easy, because we both put all our time in it, we used to call each other every day on skype or I would just text him, there wasn’t even a day that I wouldn’t get a goodnight text at least. I remember the first time he said “I love you", he wasn’t that type of guy that said it too often, he only said that when he truly felt like it.

We were having a wonderful date at the bowling alley and just as we were about to walk out it started raining, and because we are so “mature" we decided to just start running. He ran next to me but held my hand the whole time when we were about to walk in he pulled me back into the rain and gave me the most passionate kiss ever. It was so magical. He pulled away eventually and told me:

"You always wanted a kiss in the rain" I giggled, because he was so good at remembering stuff. He leaned his forehead against mine, we both didn’t care that we were soaked wet.

"I-I love you" he whispered and my eyes widened a little as I blushed

"I love you too" I whispered back and planted a small kiss on his nose before pulling him inside.

Well I guess all that’s left is the memories, why is it so hard to just move on? Why is it so hard for me to face the truth and admit to myself that:

Harry wanted us to end up this way. 

He gave up on us. He told me that he actually never loved me, that it was all just a way to get over his last girlfriend. Taylor. He told me that he would never fall in love with such an insecure bitch, he told me that I was stupid for even trusting a guy like him. He told me thatit was over.  I sighed remembering those words as I finally got the courage and wiped away the remaining tears. He was not worth them.

Six months later

I was feeling so much better, I rarely thought about Harry and our memories together. Okay I’m lying. I was having my morning coffee at Starbucks like always. I was flipping through the pages of my favorite book: “Easy". I couldn’t stop myself from thinking about Harry at that time, because we used to come here all the time and just chill together. I heard on the news that their “Where we are" tour was over and that they were having a vacation, so that they could spend time with the people they loved.

Harry probably went back home to his mum and he was probably visiting the bakery or those places he showed me on our last visit there. He wanted to show me every single part of his hometown that he loved. I shook my head lightly and formed a small smile on my face. It’s the past. I said to myself for the millionth time. I placed the book in my bag and grabbed the coffee before walking out, I heard my phone ringing so I looked down at my beg before I felt someone bumping into me slightly, I looked up and saw those beautiful eyes I loved so much, they were holding a hint of sadness but also shock. I looked down at his shirt and said quickly.

"Oh my God, I’m so sorry, I’ll pay for the dry clean" I heard him giggle slightly

"No need to…….You really have a habit of spilling drinks on me" he said with his low raspy voice, I giggled remembering the first time that we met, it was exactly like this. I looked into his eyes one last time and said

"Well, bye then, have a nice vacation" I was about to walk past him when I heard him whisper

"I’m sorry" I turned around and was now facing him again.

"For what Harry?" I asked

"For every rude thing I said, I’m so sorry Chloe, I was just trying to push you away, I-I was about to go on tour and I didn’t want to just go and leave you here alone. I-I didn’t want to torture you by making you wait for me until I get home, I didn’t want you to have to call me all the time and worry about me, I didn’t want you to focus on me more than on yourself. Chloe, you don’t deserve this type of relationship, it’s just so hard for you, I know it is, you have to call, text, have to wake up really early just to hear my voice for a minute or so before I walk onto the stage. I just, I didn’t want you to have that type of life" he said. I stood there in shock, I haven’t noticed I was crying until he placed his gently hand on my cheek and wiped the tear away with his thumb. I pushed his hand away

"How dare you chose what you think it’s right for me" I whispered and looked up at him with slight anger

" I was devastated for so long Harry, I couldn’t sleep properly, I took sleeping pills, I couldn’t stop thinking about you, I couldn’t stop myself, no matter how hard I tried. I couldn’t stop myself from missing and loving you. Don’t you dare tell me that I it was hard for me. It wasn’t. I wouldn’t care if I had to wake up at 3 am and hear your voice for five seconds, because you’re so worth it. It was so so easy for me, because I knew it was worth it. Just hearing your lovely voice could make my day Harry, even if it was for a short period of time. It wouldn’t be a torture if I had to call you every day Harry, because I love you. Get used to the fact that I am not Taylor, I wouldn’t pick anything else besides you. I love you Harry and I always will" I said wiping away the remaining tears before I felt him grabbing my hand and pulling me in for a hug. My head was on his chest and he placed his head over mine.

"I love you too Chloe, I just thought that I was doing the right thing, that was best for you", he whispered and I wrapped my hands around him tightly

"Just stop thinking Harry, it probably won’t be THAT hard" he giggled and pulled away slightly and looked into my eyes.

"I love you" he said seriously and planted a small but passionate kiss on my lips. I guess it wasn’t really over… 

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