Author’s Note: My lovies, I want to sincerely apologize for delaying so much. This series started in 2018 then I started getting busy with university and other problems, I didn't know how to continue Part 4 of the series after keeping it hanging for years. I got major writer's block and lost motivation to continue. But I've been getting so many requests to continue this, so the last week I brainstormed a lot and came up with this. I lost my writing charm, so I'm very nervous posting this after these many years. I truly hope you enjoy this, Intern Series will have 2 more chapters before the ending. Thank you for sticking through, I love you all so much. xx
Pairing: Harry Styles X Reader
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You reached Manchester by catching the earliest flight with Harry.
The whole plane ride he was panicking and you tried to reassure him everything is gonna be okay.
While in the plane he explained you that he couldn’t have done this alone, he had to bring someone but he cannot bring Camille, since his mum is still pissed at Camille for breaking her son’s heart.
You understood and held his hand in hopes to comfort him.
Gemma had a bad accident and right now she was in coma.
When you reached the airport, Harry looked around as one of Gemma's bestfriend said he's going to pick you both up from the airport.
"Ben," Harry called out weakly and dragged you towards Ben.
"Harry," Ben hugged Harry tightly before saying, "I'm so scared."
You heard Harry sob. You lightly patted on his shoulder.
You both got in Ben's car after Harry briefly introduced both of you.
"How is mum," Harry spoke, sniffing lightly.
"She's been crying non-stop, H, I'm worried about Anne.."
After reaching the hospital, Harry quickly rushed to the floor where his sister was.
He saw his mum, Michal and his grandma waiting in the visitor lounge.
"Harry," his mum quickly got up from his seat and rushed towards her youngest child.
"Mum, it's gonna be okay, alright? Gem's so strong, she will wake up," Harry said hopefully, hugging his mum tightly.
"I'm so scared baby," Anne sniffled.
The doctor came out of Gemma's room and Harry walked towards him, desperately asking him, "how is she? When is she gonna wake up?"
"Unfortunately, it was a serious accident, she lost a lot of blood, she also suffered mild brain stroke, we're trying our best." doctor assured him.
"Harry, take a seat dear," his grandma softly called out to him.
Harry walked towards her and kissed her forehead, his grandma spoke again, "and who is this pretty lady here?"
Harry looked at you before saying, "Y/N, please come here."
You walked towards them, seating in the empty seat beside Harry.
Harry took your hand and his other hand was intertwined with his grandma, "Granny, this is Y/N, my bestfriend, and Y/N, this is my beautiful grandmother," he said before placing a kiss on his grandma's knuckles.
"Also his forever love," his grandma said laughing lowly.
Harry chuckled before saying, "that's true!"
"It's so nice to meet you," you kindly replied, "H, you stay with her, I'm gonna go check on your mum, okay?"
Harry nodded slightly smiling.
You walked up to Anne, she was staring into space, a light frown between her eyebrows, that resembled Harry so much.
"Hello, Anne, may I call you that?"
She seemed to break from her stance and looked at you smiling softly, "of course my dear, you must be Y/N? Ben mentioned you were accompanying Harry."
"Yes I am, I'm so sorry this happened, but I know it'll be alright again, Gemma will be back to being healthy again."
"I so hope so my love, I wish we met under different circumstances, Harry talked so much about you, I was hoping to meet you someday, not like this though," she said sadly.
You hugged her. Also you were flattered, Harry talked about you? He probably talks about all his friends, don't be so dramatic, you thought to yourself.
You looked over at Harry, he was hugging Michal.
You looked back at Anne before saying, "did you eat anything?"
You saw her shaking her head no.
"This is not right, you have to come with me right now to the canteen and have something, alright?"
Anne tried to protest but you cut her off, "no excuses, you have to eat, imagine how bad Gemma will feel if she wakes up and hears you starved yourself."
"You're not going to take no for an answer, are you?"
"Nah-uh," you replied, she chuckled before agreeing with you.
"Hey Harry?" You called out to him, he approached you both, smiling at how you and his mum were hugging each other.
"I'm gonna take Anne to the canteen, she hasn't ate anything!"
"Mum, that's not right, go eat something, and don't worry we will be here," Harry said.
"Harry, mate you had a long flight, you also go with them and have coffee or something," Michal said.
"Yeah go, we will be here, don't worry," Ben assured him.
"Okay then, grandma, will you join us?"
"No dear, you guys go, I'll be here."
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You spotted an empty table and made your way towards it.
You asked Anne what would she like to have, "just coffee and a sandwich will be fine."
"Y/N, you sit, I'll bring the food," Harry said.
"No, shut up, you sit here, I got this."
He started to protest again but you sprinted away before saying, "no need, I know what you'll order anyway."
Harry shook his head chuckling.
"Harry, she's wonderful," Anne gushed.
You brought the tray of food over and passed on to Anne and Harry before taking your coffee cup.
"Thank you dear," Anne smiled at you.
"You're most welcome," you replied smiling.
After eating quickly, you three returned to Gemma's floor.
You saw, Michal talking with the doctor. Seeing his demeanor it seemed stressful.
The doctor returned back to the room, Michal approached you guys before saying, "they're saying she might lose her memories as well," Michal had tears welled up his eyes.
Anne hugged him, Harry slumped before taking a deep breath.
You looked over around the room and your heart broke seeing all of them at this state.
Soon enough it was getting late and Anne suggested you and Harry take his grandma and go back to Harry's childhood home.
You both agreed and once you arrived at his place, you quickly settled the grandma at her room. Then Harry showed you your guestroom. He told you several times to make yourself at home and feel free to grab snacks or beverages from the kitchen whenever you want.
After taking a quick shower, you came downstairs to drink some tea, in the kitchen you saw Harry staring off at space, the kettle's sound confirmed he was making tea.
"Hey H," you said softly, going up to him and putting your head on his shoulder.
"Hi," he replied, "you want some tea?"
"Yes please," you answered.
He quickly made you both cups of tea, he went on to sit beside you.
"She's going to be fine, right?" he asked quietly.
"H, yes, I fully believe she will be fine, it might take some time, but she will be healthy again."
"I-i can't lose her," he sniffled.
"H, hey look at me," you cupped his face to make him look at you.
The low light in the kitchen made his emerald eyes so stunning, but the sadness made you want to hug him and protect him.
You got lost in his eyes, he was so beautiful, so ethereal.
"Y/N?" He spoke, breaking you from your stance.
"Sorry, yeah listen to me mister, your sister will fight and will be back to us real soon, I can't wait to meet her and together we can bully you," you smirked.
Harry chuckled, "yeah you both will get along well."
"Hmm," you slowly let go of his face and started sipping your tea.
You felt so strongly about him and it pained you that you couldn't do anything, he has a girlfriend afterall.
You sighed and told him you're going back to your room.
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Ben chuckled at the tour incident that you were telling him.
"That's really funny though," Ben said sipping his coffee.
"Just one of the many stories," you chuckled shrugging.
You guys were at the hospital, just you, Harry and Ben. Anne and Michal went back home to get some rest and freshen up.
The doctor came out of Gemma's room and he looked hopeful, Harry sprinted towards him and the doctor informed him, Gemma is showing a lot of progress, it was a miracle.
You all sighed in relief.
"I'm gonna call mum," Harry said smiling.
Ben looked over to you and asked, "now since the tour is over, I'm guessing so is your internship?"
"Yeah, I wish it lasted forever though, it didn't feel like work."
"Yeah I bet, Harry is a really chill guy," he said.
"Would you be interested working in London? My brother works at a fashion company, I can hook you there?"
"That sounds wonderful, well if it works out then why not?!"
"Great! I'll tell him 'bout you then."
Harry comes back and sees you both chuckling, you both were getting in his nerve, he wished only you and him were here not Ben. You're his bestfriend, he won't let Ben steal you.
"Ben, if you want you can go back home to rest," Harry said politely.
"Nah man, it's okay, beside I got great company." He smiled looking at you.
Harry felt his blood boil. He saw how well you and Ben got along and it made him upset. He opened his phone and saw Camille's text, she asked about Gemma's condition and Harry started typing a reply.
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After few weeks Gemma recovered well. She fortunately didn't lose her memory as doctors feared so now she's in her recovery phase.
In these few weeks Harry rescheduled the tour dates, so your internship will drag on two more months. You also bonded well with Ben. Harry showed you his favourite places in his hometown. Overall it felt nice.
Currently you all were sitting in Gemma's room at Anne's place. You sat beside Ben in the sofa while Gemma sat on her bed, head relaxing on the bed's headboard. Anne was feeding her fruits and Harry sat beside her. Laughter filled the room while you all were talking. You and Gemma got along well, and you were staying in Anne's guestroom, you wanted to book a hotel but ofcourse Harry and Anne didn't let you.
Ben joked about something and Harry rolled his eyes. Harry was pissed nowadays with Ben. Especially seeing you and Ben bonding was something he despised. Normally he wants his loved ones and friends to get along but this one didn't feel right. He was more annoyed with how close you and Ben sat, like personal space please?
"Hey Harry, let's talk?" You asked him.
"Yeah sure," he said getting up from bed and following behind you in the living room.
"What's up?" Harry asked.
"I think I'll catch a flight tomorrow to Paris, Lambert wants me to go over some designs." You said.
"What? No you're going with me, I'll leave in 3 days," Harry protested.
"That's too long! I don't think Lambert will agree, I did some work online, but I have to be present there," you said.
"Okay then I'm coming with you," he decided.
"What? No, you stay here with your family."
"It's fine, I need to go anyway for the show," he shrugged.
"I can't leave you alone, you accompanied me, so I need to make sure to be on the same flight as you." He stubbornly said.
Ben interrupted coming into the living room, "I can accompany you Yn."
"You guys need to chill, I can travel alone, been doing it all along" you chuckled at the two men.
"No Yn, it's fine. I was planning a trip anyway," Ben said, "I'll be happy to accompany you, it'll be fun."
"Okay if you insist," you sighed but happily agreed.
Harry was shocked, that easy for Ben?
Later that night when you're packing in you room, Harry entered with two cups of tea.
"Hey," you smiled at him.
"Hi sweets," he smiled back handing you a cup.
"Ah thank you, I needed this," you smiled gratefully.
You sat on your bed, sipping the tea Harry had brought, trying to avoid the tension that hung in the air like a heavy storm cloud. You could feel his eyes on you, the silence thick between you two as the room felt smaller by the second. You’d been avoiding this conversation for days now, but it was inevitable. You knew it, he knew it.
"So, you and Ben, huh?" Harry finally asked, his voice laced with a quiet anger you couldn’t quite place.
You froze mid-sip, setting the cup down slowly on your nightstand. You couldn’t ignore the tightness in your chest, the nervous flutter in your stomach. "What about us?" you asked, looking up at him cautiously. His eyes were already on you, the familiar warmth in them now replaced by something darker.
He shrugged but there was no mistaking the edge in his tone. "I just don’t get it. You two seem… really close lately. It’s just weird."
You tried to laugh it off, but it came out forced. "Harry, we’re just friends, alright? He’s your cousin, for god's sake."
Harry clenched his jaw, stepping further into the room, his eyes never leaving you. "Yeah, well, that’s the problem, isn’t it? He’s always around. And you two are—" He gestured vaguely in the air, clearly frustrated, the words stuck on his tongue.
You raised an eyebrow, irritation creeping in. "What, Harry? You don't want me to get along with your cousin now? What’s the issue?"
He paced a few steps in the small room, running a hand through his hair. "You don’t get it. It’s not just that. It’s how much time you’re spending together. You know, like the way you guys sit so close, how you’re always laughing at each other's stupid jokes—" He stopped and turned to face you. "And then you just let him walk in here and offer to travel with you like it’s no big deal. Do you have any idea how that makes me feel?"
Your heart began to race. Was this really about Ben? Or was there something else?
You stood up, the anger bubbling in your chest now too, your voice rising. "I don’t need you to make decisions for me, Harry. I’m not a child. I don’t need you to dictate who I spend time with. Ben’s a good guy, and I’m fine with him being there for me. If I want him there. You’re the one acting like I’m doing something wrong."
Harry’s eyes flashed with frustration, and you could see the hurt in them too. He shook his head, taking a few steps closer, his voice quieter now but still heavy with emotion. "I’m not trying to control you, Yn. I just—I don’t like seeing you so close to him. Don’t you get it? It’s just… it doesn’t sit right with me."
A pit opened up in your stomach, the words you had been holding back for so long suddenly spilling out before you could stop them. "You’re jealous, Harry," you said, the words tasting bitter on your tongue. "You’re jealous because you think something’s going on between me and Ben, when really, it’s just… friendship."
He flinched like you’d slapped him, his face falling. "I’m not jealous. I just care about you. You’re my best friend. You think I don’t want you to be happy? But this whole situation is making me crazy, Yn. And I don’t know how to deal with it."
You stared at him, the hurt and anger mixing in your chest, twisting into something almost unbearable. You didn’t know how to make him understand without sacrificing a part of yourself. "Harry," you said, trying to keep your voice steady, "I am happy. But you need to get over the fact that I’m allowed to be happy with other people too. You’re with Camille. You’re dating her. Why are you so bent out of shape about me and Ben?"
He stepped back, his face going pale. "This is about more than Ben," Harry muttered, his voice breaking slightly. "It’s about you and me, Yn. I’m not ready to lose you. And I don’t think I can just watch you go on without me, like it’s nothing. It hurts."
The words hit you like a punch to the gut. You stared at him, lost. "You think I’m just going to forget about you? Is that what you think? Because you’re dating Camille, you think I’m supposed to just—"
"That’s not what I mean!" Harry cut you off, his frustration boiling over. "I just don’t want you to think that I’m fine with you replacing me with someone else. With Ben." His voice cracked at the end, the emotion raw and unfiltered.
The silence that followed was thick and suffocating. You both stood there, words stuck in your throats, unable to bridge the gap that had suddenly opened between you. You felt the tears welling up in your eyes, but you refused to let them fall. This wasn’t about tears. This was about trust. About needing space and respect for each other’s choices.
"You know what, Harry?" you said, your voice shaking slightly, "I need to go. I need to get away from this for a while." You grabbed your bag from the floor, stuffing it with the last of your things, barely able to keep yourself together. "I can’t stay here and keep dealing with this. I’m going to Paris tomorrow, and I don’t need to be reminded of what’s wrong here every second."
"Yn, please," Harry’s voice was strained, desperate almost, as he stepped toward you. "Don’t do this. I don’t want to lose you."
You shook your head, not trusting your own voice. "You are losing me, Harry," you whispered, fighting back the tears. "But not the way you think."
You walked past him, the door of the room open, your heart aching as you turned back to look at him one last time. His face was a mixture of confusion and pain, but you couldn’t fix it. Not right now.
Without another word, you stepped out of the room and left the house.
And as you made your way to the car, the air felt colder, the distance between you both unbridgeable for the first time.
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