Harry Styles Imagines

Your Parents Don't Like Him

Your Point of View
Harry is going to be meeting my parents today! Although, I don't live with them so they don't really know who he is. They don't know that he has tattoos and is in an international boy band called One Direction. But I could really care less about his image and his abnormal career. He's so kind and he always makes me feel loved. I would never ever take advantage of him because of his money. Many girls he dated before me, did that and he always ended up with a broken heart. We had known each other since high school so he knew that he could trust me. Harry's ring tone snapped me out of my thoughts. "Hello Haz." I said as I grinned. "Hey Kitten! So when are we meeting your parents again? I keep forgetting, sorry love." I giggled. "In about an hour. Can I drive to your house and you drive us to theirs?" I asked. "Of course! Come right over, Kitten!" He sounded excited. "Okay Haz. I'll be right over." I hung up and grabbed my car keys. I got in my car and drove a few blocks to Harry's house. We've been dating for 2 years and we were actually going to start getting ready to move in with each other. I'm 20 and he's 22 so it's only really a two year difference. I arrived at his house and knocked. He opened the door and he instantly crushed me in a hug. "Can't... breath... H.." I said in breaths. "Oops! Sorry babe! Want to get going or no?" Before I answered, I took in his appearance. He was wearing one of his outrageous shirts, (though, I don't care because I love that about him) some black skinny jeans, and his newly cut hair was quiffed. He laughed. "Like what you see?" I blushed. "Don't worry Kitten. I love your body too." He cheekily winked. I slapped his arm. "What?" Harry chuckled. "Let's go Mr. Cheeky Chap." Harry put an arm around my waist and kissed the top of my head. "I can't wait to meet your parents." I smiled. "Yea, they finally agreed to meet you. Just be careful. They aren't the nicest people. They never really payed attention to me. The only person they loved in the family was my younger sister Hanna. They always spoiled her and they just set me aside like they disowned me. My brother Tyler was the only nice one." He had a pained expression on his face. "Why didn't you tell me?" I let a tear slip and sighed. "I didn't want you to do the same thing they did. I love you Harry." He gave me a sympathetic look as he turned on my parents road. "I would never abandon you, Y/N. Never. I love you too much to let you go." He stopped the car and kissed me. I melted into it and sighed. "Ready?" I asked. "As ready as I'll ever be." He opened my door and helped me out. He's such a gentleman. He intertwined our hands and knocked on the door. My sister opened the door. "Oh. It's you.. Mom, dad! She's here!" Harry frowned. We walked in and I closed the door. "Hey mo-" "Get on with this so you can leave." I gulped. "O-okay." "Hello Ms. Y/Last/N. I'm Harry. Harry Styles, your daughters boyfriend." Hanna raised her eyebrow. "As in, Harry Styles from that boy band One Direction?" Harry nodded. "So you're dating a stuck up popstar, eh?" My dad said, clearly disgusted. "He's not stuck up. He's more of a gentleman than you'll ever be." My dad got up from his spot on the couch and glared. "Don't talk to me that way, you brat. You're a sad exuse of a daughter. He has tons of tattoos and money, of course he's stuck up." A tear slipped. "I don't mean to be rude, but you shouldn't talk to her that way. She's your daughter, not a punching bag." Harry said, a bit angry. "I'd rather disown her than have her be my daughter. She's a disgrace." I started sobbing. Harry looked like he had enough. "Yea, let's disown her. I've always wanted to." My mom said. "You heard them, now get out. We hate you and your ugly boyfriend." Hanna said. "You listen here and listen good. Y/N is everything to me. Don't you dare disown her just because of me. She doesn't deserve your abuse." Hanna came up and slapped me. "They can and they will. I always hated her." Sobs racked my body. Harry picked me up and slammed the door. Tyler had just parked his car and started up the driveway. I got off Harry and ran into his arms. "What happened?" I cried on his shoulder. "Who are you?" My brother asked Harry. "I'm her boyfriend. Harry Styles." My brother frowned. "Why is she crying?" He said as he rubbed my back. "Ty Ty.." I sniffed. "Yes, Y/Nick/N?" "Can me and and Hazzie go to your house so we can talk?" I sniffled again. "Of course Pumpkin." I pulled away and made grabby hands at Harry. Harry picked me up bridal style and kissed my forehead. He gently set me in his car and followed Tyler's car. "Hazza?" "Yes, beautiful?" He said as he put his hand on my thigh. I put my hand over his and played with his ring. "I love you." I said. I wiped my eyes and kissed his cheek, my lips lingering. "Don't worry. My brother isn't like my parents. I lived with him for such a long time in his house and then he helped me find my own." "I love you too Kitten. Do you think he'll like me? I don't want to lose you." I smiled. "Even if he doesn't like you, which he will, I'll never leave you. Ever." Harry parked his car and picked me up again, taking me into my brothers house. He sat down on the couch and I nuzzled my head into his neck. "So, what happened, little sister?" I sighed. "Can Harry tell you?" I looked at him with pleading eyes. Harry nodded and told my brother exactly what they said. "Ty?" I mumbled. "Yes?" "Do you like Harry?" I said as I snuggled into Harry's side. "I don't see why they didn't like him. Harry, I'm happy she has you. Please don't change. I can see she really deeply cares for you. Uhm Harry? Are you alright?" Harry started wheezing and turning blue. I jumped up. "Harry! Your inhaler!" He pointed outside. I ran to his car and retrieved it. I ran back inside and gave him a few puffs. His face turned red as he started breathing again. "T-thank you Kitten." I nodded and put the inhaler in my pocket. "He had an asthma attack. He has really bad asthma and it gets bad when he's stressed or angry about something." I explained to my brother. "Let's go to my flat. Wanna?" I nodded and bidded a goodbye to Tyler and got into Harry's car. "He likes you, ya know. He was never like that with my other boyfriend's." I said. He grinned. From then on, we never cared about who approved of us or not. We have eachother and that's all that matters.

Hey guys! Vote and comment for a part two! Hope you enjoyed this as much as I did. (Although it is kind of harsh.) If you didn't read it, I understand. It's very sad.~Abby