Harry Styles Imagines

•He's distant and you think it's because he doesn't find you attractive anymore•

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At the sound of the front door shutting and the creaking of footsteps on the floorboards, I pulled the covers up to my chin and closed my eyes, taking in a deep breath as the bedroom door opened and Harry gently walked in. He silently moved, the jiggling of his belt being one of the only sounds to fill the room, before he climbed into his side of the bed, facing the wall, back to me and started snoring almost immediately. I wasn't sure when, or why exactly, I started crying but when the first tear escaped my eye and travelled down my cheek, I couldn't seem to stop. Harry had been distant for weeks now, one morning we were fine; he got out of bed with a smile on his face after a morning of making love but by the time he returned from work that evening, everything had suddenly changed. I missed him; I missed him holding me, kissing me, talking about his day to me, making love to me. I missed him terribly when he went on tour but right now, lying in this bed with him, I had never missed him as much as I did now.

//

"I don't know, Kim. Do you think it's something I've done?" I asked my friend through the phone's loud speaker as I scrubbed at a plate in the sink full of soapy water, "I can't remember saying or doing anything to hurt him and he'd usually tell me if I had."

"Babe, I know it might be hard to hear this and I'm only suggesting it because you're my best friend and I love you so I don't want you getting hurt," Kim started, suddenly gaining my full attention out of curiosity of what she was about to say. "do you think he might be- I don't know- getting a little bored?"

"Bored? Of what?" I asked, confused as to what Harry could be so 'bored' of that caused him to be so distant.

"Well- I really hate to say this- but maybe of your sex life?" Kim suggested hesistantly, my shoulders slumping, heart falling into the pit of my stomach. It was never a thought that crossed my mind, Harry and I weren't the most kinky in the bedroom but Harry had never brought it up and he seemed to be satisfied everytime we had sex. Was I really that bad that he couldn't just talk to me, rather that pushing me away? "(y/n)? You still there?" Kim's voice pulled me from my thoughts.

"Uh, yeah," I managed to say through the lump in my throat, "Listen, Kim, I really have to go. I have, um, things to do but I'll call you back tomorrow, yeah?" I asked, trying my best to mask the insecurity and hurt in my voice.

"(y/n), I didn't mean to upset you." Kim said, "I just wanted to help."

"I know and I love you for it," I reassured her, forcing a smile even though she couldn't see me, "I'm fine, honest"

"Ok, well- I'm just a phonecall away if you need to talk." Kim told me, "please don't let this get to you. Love you."

"I won't, thank you, Kim. Love you too."

//

With Kim's words playing in my head all day, I decided that I was going to make things better between Harry and I tonight. I couldn't ignore the nervous butterflies in my stomach when Harry walked through the door a little after midnight- which I hated because I never felt nervous around Harry before. When he entered the room, his eyes widened slightly at me sitting up in the bed wearing nothing but my pink lacy lingerie set- obviously expecting me to be asleep and definitely not dressed like this.

"(y/n), wha- What are you doing?" Harry asked when he finally met my eyes.

"I just wanted to surprise you," I said, moving closer to him until my hands were on his shoulders, "I've missed you." I whispered, staring straight into those green eyes I had grown to love so much and had missed the past few weeks.

"Oh," He began, swallowing. "well I'm quite tired tonight, can we do this some other time?" He asked, gently gripping my arms to pull them off his shoulders. My eyes began to sting with tears at this, my insecurities from earlier all came rushing back and I felt stupid for thinking I was sexy enough and experienced enough to please him. By the time I gathered my thoughts, Harry was already sitting on his side of the bed in just his boxers, unclipping his watch from his wrist.

"Do I not satisfy you anymore?" I croaked out, still not turning to face him but not missing the frustrated sigh from his lips.

"Jesus Christ (y/n)! I don't want to have sex for one night and you start jumping to all these conclusions!" Harry shouted unexpectedly, causing me to flinch, a whimper escaping my mouth and a tear rolling down my cheek.

"You haven't touched me in weeks, Harry! What was I supposed to think?" I attempted to raise my voice to match his but the lump in my throat caused my voice to crack halfway through. Harry let out another frustrated sigh, his hands tugging on his hair before rubbing over his face.

"I've been busy, (y/n)." Harry finally said. I nodded y head, forcing a very fake smile as I turned to walk to the bathroom to get changed. Never before in my relationship with Harry had I felt uncomfortable doing anything but standing here right now as he rejected me, confirming my suspicions that he didn't want me anymore, I felt exposed and stupid for even trying. When I finally got into the safety of the bathroom with the door locked, I let all my emotions out. I tried my best to hide my sobbing by putting my hand over my mouth but I knew it was useless because I could already hear footsteps coming closer to the door before there were two light knocks, "(y/n), can I come in?"

"Sorry, I-I'll be out now." I said, trying to conceal the fact I was crying but it was a little too late for that now.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have shouted." He said gently.

"It's ok, it was my fault." I said, closing my eyes to try and rid of the tears I could feel burning my eyes.

"No it wasn't, I've been a dickhead." Harry said, "a massive one actually. I should have thought about you instead of being selfish and letting my stress affect our relationship." He added. This was the most we had spoken in weeks so the sound of his voice right now was the most calming thing I could think of. I hesitantly walked over to the door, unlocking it and taking a deep breath as I opened it to reveal Harry, his eyes lighting up slightly but when he seen the tear stains on my cheeks, they filled with sadness.

"I'm sorry, I just really missed you and I was talking to Kim the other day and she said that you might be bored of our sex life and I just wanted to make you happy but I didn't mean to upset you or make you angry. I just really love you and I want to do everything I can to make you happy because-" Harry cut me off by softly placing his lips against mine. It took me a few seconds to register what was happening but when I realised, I kissed him back with all the love I had. Feeling his lips on mine and being so close after so many weeks of being distant, I got a little overwhelmed, letting a sob escape, causing Harry to quickly pull back, eyes filling with worry before he grabbed me and pulled me close to his chest.

"Fuck- I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry. You're the most beautiful woman I've ever met, I could never get bored of you baby. I love you- I love you so much. Please don't ever think that I don't find you attractive in every way ever again- you're so beautiful. I love you. I love you.." He said repeatedly while kissing my forehead over and over again. I simply smiled and pulled him closer: he loved me and I loved him, I finally had him back after weeks of being so far apart and I couldn't be happier.