IMAGINE: (Harry Styles Punk)
"Harry, would you just stop acting like that. You’re scaring me," You said, gently placing a hand on his forearm.
"Well maybe if you listened to me for once, I wouldn’t be so mad," He bluntly stated, not even bothering to try and hide his glare.
You groaned, falling back on the bed and placing a hand over your forehead, “I had things under control, you just had to jump in and beat the shit out of him,”
"Yeah, bullshit you had things under control. He almost raped you!"
"Oh stop being so dramatic Har-"
"No, y/n! I told you to stay away from people like me. Those people in my world aren’t safe, they’re ruthless. I didn’t want you to get involved in that side of my life,"
"Then why bring me into your life when you know what trouble that would get me into?" You furiously asked Harry as your voice raised.
"Because I can’t live without you," Harry’s barely audible voice whispered, he turned his head over his shoulder looking at you sadly, "I need you y/n"
Your heart broke seeing Harry so vulnerable. You knew you were his weakness, yet it killed him to see you suffer.
You wrapped your arms around Harry’s neck, pulling him down into a hug, his arms wrapping around you. He sighed into your neck, as you placed a light kiss on his cheek.
"You will always be my best friend, Harry. I’m not going anywhere, and I’m forcing you to stay in my life,"
You could feel Harry’s lips form into a smile on your shoulder, as you too smiled at your shitty attempt of lightening up the mood.
And the two of you stayed there together for the rest of the night, safe in each other’s arms.