Imagine 3

You had a romantic past with Harry that no one knows about, not even your families. But Louis walks in to introduce you to his friends. "Guys, meet my girlfriend, Y/N." You look at Harry, shock written all over your face as he glares at you. "Hello, Harry." You whisper. Louis is busy stuffing his face with junk food as Harry stands there, not moving a muscle. He whispers to you, "What the fuck, Y/N?" You look at him, "What? I can't move on and love someone else?" Harry doesn't answer you, instead, he glares at you even harder before walking away.