Harry Styles Imagines and Preferences Book Two

You Find A Hate Website

"What's that babe?" Harry asked, walking over to you and your computer. Your eyes were glued to the nasty comments posted on the website. You wanted to turn away and shut it down, but the worse they got, the more you wanted to look. 

"(Y/N)?" His hands rested on your shoulders, his eyes leading to the dark set up on your screen. 

"What the hell..?" he whispered, more to himself. But you still heard. 

"Someone on Twitter linked it... Not really sure why I clicked on it..." Your words were soft and quiet. Finally turning away you looked to Harry, his eyes full of anger.

 "Who linked it?" he demanded. You shrugged your shoulders as he stopped massaging them out of anger

"Give me their twitter (Y/N)." He sat next to you on the bed, taking the laptop away from you

"Harry they told me just tweeted me about it. They probably don't know i've seen it..." He let out an exasperated sigh, pushing away from you. 

"This is what pisses me off. Sure they may not like you but sending death threats and posting this for everyone! No I've had enough."

 "Harry please..." You wanted him to calm down, but he wouldn't.

 "No baby, I've had enough of this." You began getting scared. "W-what do you mean?" You had it in your mind that he was going to break up with you now.

 "I'm not breaking up if that's what you're thinking... I just... I'm gonna deal with this." His voice was a bit calmer. 

"What're you gonna do then?" You stood up in front of him. 

"I don't know... But I will take care of this i promise you now Y/N. Just watch."