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Find out runawayimagination's Instagram Pt. 93
Harry's POV 
By the time I got home from school I was frozen to the bone and my clothes were all damp with snow. So I stripped down and took a hot shower, leaving my things in a pile in he hallway like Mum always yelled at me for. I could tell when she got home cause she immediately yelled for me to clean up my damn clothes, making me chuckle and throw a towel around my waist. "Sorry, Mum." I said as I picked up the bundle of cold, damp clothes and brought them down to the washer/dryer. I was fiddling with the settings when someone rang the doorbell. "Do not get that! You're in a towel!" Mum chastised when I went to get the door for her, smacking me in the chest with a wet sock I must've dropped. I faked serious injury to make her laugh as I went back upstairs to get dressed. I was only halfway dried when someone knocked on my door. "I already threw my laundry in!" I yelled, thinking my mum was on the other side ready to chastise me again but when I flung open the door, the sight before me was quite shocking. "Y/n? Are you alright!?" She immediately broke down and started sobbing so I pulled her into my arms and held her close, gently rocking her back and forth. "What happened, love? Are you okay?" I asked after a minute of just holding her and feeling her cry on my chest. "They're gonna take me! They're gonna take me away! I don't wanna go!" She cried, her whole body shaking from the force of her tears and because she wasn't wearing a coat. Her skin was ice cold and her hair was damp from the snow so I guided her over to the bed and wrapped her in my comforter. "Slow down, love. Who's gonna take you? Where?" I hadn't even put a shirt on yet so as she was explaining I grabbed one off the floor and put it on before joining her on the bed. "My grandparents. Apparently they called my mum today and they want to take me away. They don't think Mum is doing a good job raising me and since I'll be graduating soon they think now is the time to...I don't even know! Teach me? Give me rules? I don't know! They wanna take me away!" She never stopped crying which made it difficult to understand but I just wrapped her up in my arms again and tried to comfort her.
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Pt. 93 Harry's POV By the time I got home from school I was frozen to the bone and my clothes were all damp with snow. So I stripped down and took a hot shower, leaving my things in a pile in he hallway like Mum always yelled at me for. I could tell when she got home cause she immediately yelled for me to clean up my damn clothes, making me chuckle and throw a towel around my waist. "Sorry, Mum." I said as I picked up the bundle of cold, damp clothes and brought them down to the washer/dryer. I was fiddling with the settings when someone rang the doorbell. "Do not get that! You're in a towel!" Mum chastised when I went to get the door for her, smacking me in the chest with a wet sock I must've dropped. I faked serious injury to make her laugh as I went back upstairs to get dressed. I was only halfway dried when someone knocked on my door. "I already threw my laundry in!" I yelled, thinking my mum was on the other side ready to chastise me again but when I flung open the door, the sight before me was quite shocking. "Y/n? Are you alright!?" She immediately broke down and started sobbing so I pulled her into my arms and held her close, gently rocking her back and forth. "What happened, love? Are you okay?" I asked after a minute of just holding her and feeling her cry on my chest. "They're gonna take me! They're gonna take me away! I don't wanna go!" She cried, her whole body shaking from the force of her tears and because she wasn't wearing a coat. Her skin was ice cold and her hair was damp from the snow so I guided her over to the bed and wrapped her in my comforter. "Slow down, love. Who's gonna take you? Where?" I hadn't even put a shirt on yet so as she was explaining I grabbed one off the floor and put it on before joining her on the bed. "My grandparents. Apparently they called my mum today and they want to take me away. They don't think Mum is doing a good job raising me and since I'll be graduating soon they think now is the time to...I don't even know! Teach me? Give me rules? I don't know! They wanna take me away!" She never stopped crying which made it difficult to understand but I just wrapped her up in my arms again and tried to comfort her. (👇🏻)

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Find out runawayimagination's Instagram Pt. 92
I sat at my lunch table across from Niall unable to eat or make conversation or do anything other than stare at Harry. For the last week he'd been sitting at Shawn's table with a tall blond I didn't know anything about. "I swear to god, if his dumb ass takes her back..." Niall let his sentence trail off as he stabbed at his food aggressively, giving Harry and the blond dirty looks. "Who is she?" I asked like an idiot, turning back around in my seat to face Niall. "Taylor," he said it with more than a hint of acidity, almost like her name was a curse. "She and Harry dated for a couple months last year. He was absolutely, disgustingly in love and she was just having fun. It ended poorly." "So why is he over there talking to her?" I found myself growing more and more upset but I couldn't tell why at first. "Cause he's a dumbass! And a romantic who probably still believes she cares. And a little secret between you and I?" He leaned in close like he was about to whisper but instead yelled, "She fucking doesn't!" "She broke up with him?" "More like, went with Shawn to the school dance three days after Harry said the big L word." Niall crushed his soda can on the table and tossed it towards the trash but missed by a few feet. "That's fucked up." I grumbled, looking back over at her. I was furious that anyone could be so mean to a sweet kid like Harry, and absolutely baffled that anyone would chose Shawn over him. Not that Shawn was a bad kid but...Harry Styles. "Harry will never say a bad word about her- or anyone for that matter- but she's a bitch and I hate her." Niall said as he got up to pick up his trash. "Do you think he'd actually fall for her again?" I worried allowed, feeling too nauseous to eat. "Depends..." "On?" Niall stared at me in silence for a long minute, looking for something in my eyes or perhaps my heart, then he shook his head. The same second I stood up the bell rang. "It's supposed to snow today so let me know if you want a ride home." He told me before dumping his trash and leaving me alone. I watched him go, catching Harry and Taylor hugging by the door.
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Pt. 92 I sat at my lunch table across from Niall unable to eat or make conversation or do anything other than stare at Harry. For the last week he'd been sitting at Shawn's table with a tall blond I didn't know anything about. "I swear to god, if his dumb ass takes her back..." Niall let his sentence trail off as he stabbed at his food aggressively, giving Harry and the blond dirty looks. "Who is she?" I asked like an idiot, turning back around in my seat to face Niall. "Taylor," he said it with more than a hint of acidity, almost like her name was a curse. "She and Harry dated for a couple months last year. He was absolutely, disgustingly in love and she was just having fun. It ended poorly." "So why is he over there talking to her?" I found myself growing more and more upset but I couldn't tell why at first. "Cause he's a dumbass! And a romantic who probably still believes she cares. And a little secret between you and I?" He leaned in close like he was about to whisper but instead yelled, "She fucking doesn't!" "She broke up with him?" "More like, went with Shawn to the school dance three days after Harry said the big L word." Niall crushed his soda can on the table and tossed it towards the trash but missed by a few feet. "That's fucked up." I grumbled, looking back over at her. I was furious that anyone could be so mean to a sweet kid like Harry, and absolutely baffled that anyone would chose Shawn over him. Not that Shawn was a bad kid but...Harry Styles. "Harry will never say a bad word about her- or anyone for that matter- but she's a bitch and I hate her." Niall said as he got up to pick up his trash. "Do you think he'd actually fall for her again?" I worried allowed, feeling too nauseous to eat. "Depends..." "On?" Niall stared at me in silence for a long minute, looking for something in my eyes or perhaps my heart, then he shook his head. The same second I stood up the bell rang. "It's supposed to snow today so let me know if you want a ride home." He told me before dumping his trash and leaving me alone. I watched him go, catching Harry and Taylor hugging by the door. (👇🏻👇🏻👇🏻)

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Find out harryimagineme's Instagram •part nine•

I set on my office, glancing at my clock. It was one pm. I sighed, time to grab some lunch. I stood up, grabbing my coat. There was a knock on my door, "come in." I called out. The door opened, revealing harry. I laughed, leaning back on my desk, zipping up my knee - high leathered boots. "You again." I chuckled, leaning back on my desk. He laughs as well, shrugging. "I was gonna grab some lunch, and I thought if you'd like to join." He invited. I smiled,  standing up, grabbing my wallet and phone. "Well, you're right in time. I was about to grab some as well." I say, spraying some fragrance, before walking out. He walks out as well, as the doors automatically closed. I looked at my assistant, "I'll be back. Would you like anything for lunch?" I tell Kayla. She smiled shyly, shaking her head, declining. I rolled my eyes playfully, fixing my collar. "I'll get you some." I say, before walking towards the lift, getting in. Harry remained silent, following. We walked out the busy lobby, the employees greeting me. I held my car keys, walking out the building, being greeted by the cold air. I looked over at harry, watching him put on his sunglasses. I grinned lightly, watching him. He walked towards me, wrapping an arm around my waist, escorting me towards his car, it seems. "We'll take my car, is that fine?" He says. I nod, putting on my sunglasses, adjusting it. I get in. He does as well, putting on his seatbelt. He backed up, driving off. I chuckled to myself, playing with my fingers. "What's so funny?" I hear him question. I shook my head, looking over at him. "You're just... around a lot." I say. I see him smile small, putting one hand on the steering wheel, whilst the other hand were on his lips. "I can't get enough of you, so its your fault." He blames. I let out a laugh, "I don't control you, Harry." I pointed out. He glanced at me, keeping on the smile. "Seems like it." He mutters. He parks the car. I got out, seeing he parked at a illegal spot. "You do know you'll get a fine for this." I remarked, closing my door. "I'm pretty sure I have the money to pay." He cockily says. I grinned, shaking my head, looking away. 👇 1430052785512496688_4202201246

•part nine• I set on my office, glancing at my clock. It was one pm. I sighed, time to grab some lunch. I stood up, grabbing my coat. There was a knock on my door, "come in." I called out. The door opened, revealing harry. I laughed, leaning back on my desk, zipping up my knee - high leathered boots. "You again." I chuckled, leaning back on my desk. He laughs as well, shrugging. "I was gonna grab some lunch, and I thought if you'd like to join." He invited. I smiled, standing up, grabbing my wallet and phone. "Well, you're right in time. I was about to grab some as well." I say, spraying some fragrance, before walking out. He walks out as well, as the doors automatically closed. I looked at my assistant, "I'll be back. Would you like anything for lunch?" I tell Kayla. She smiled shyly, shaking her head, declining. I rolled my eyes playfully, fixing my collar. "I'll get you some." I say, before walking towards the lift, getting in. Harry remained silent, following. We walked out the busy lobby, the employees greeting me. I held my car keys, walking out the building, being greeted by the cold air. I looked over at harry, watching him put on his sunglasses. I grinned lightly, watching him. He walked towards me, wrapping an arm around my waist, escorting me towards his car, it seems. "We'll take my car, is that fine?" He says. I nod, putting on my sunglasses, adjusting it. I get in. He does as well, putting on his seatbelt. He backed up, driving off. I chuckled to myself, playing with my fingers. "What's so funny?" I hear him question. I shook my head, looking over at him. "You're just... around a lot." I say. I see him smile small, putting one hand on the steering wheel, whilst the other hand were on his lips. "I can't get enough of you, so its your fault." He blames. I let out a laugh, "I don't control you, Harry." I pointed out. He glanced at me, keeping on the smile. "Seems like it." He mutters. He parks the car. I got out, seeing he parked at a illegal spot. "You do know you'll get a fine for this." I remarked, closing my door. "I'm pretty sure I have the money to pay." He cockily says. I grinned, shaking my head, looking away. 👇

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