ok so iâm a sucker for angst and this is totally not based on something that has happened irlđłso imagine, reader has a twin who is rlly hyper and more fun about the world and wants to live her life where as the reader doesnât trust anyone and gets scared easily and is dating harry and brings him home to meet her family but he starts to like readers twin more and reader has to beg for him to stay 𼾠love flashbacks but plz make an imagine of of it also turns out this was a mini rant
A/N: Hey love! I like angst too, not sure if I hit it this time tho, Iâll give it a second read tomorrow. Thanks for the request. Hope you are safe. Enjoy!
Being a twin was quite an experience, when you and your twin sister were children, since you were identical twins you used to prank your parents and friends all the time, your mom used to dress you two exactly the same, the only difference a bracelet with your names on it.
As you grew up, each one started to show so much more how different you two were, you loved science and investigation, meanwhile your sister, Amy, loved cinema, photography, she was so extrovert and you a little more into the introvert side of things.
And it was ok, you did enjoy being at home with your books, some confortable clothes and a good tea, and admired how much energy Amy had, she went out all the time with a lot of your friends, because you had the same friends, and they understood that you wanted to stay home time to time.
When it was time to go to college, your parents wanted the both of you to study the same thing, but you had decided that you wanted to be a doctor and Amy wanted to study photography, and so you applied to medschool and got accepted. It was the best thing that couldâve happened to you. A full scholarship, you wouldnât disappoint yourself or your parents. It was your priority, your career.
Who knew that you would end up meeting your first boyfriend ever in a public library a rainy Saturday morning, but there he was, the library almost empty, yet he asked if he could sit in front of you.
And of course you accepted, and couldnât help but notice him staring at you from time to time, then he talked to you, made you laugh, went for lunch.
It was hard for you to accept him as something more than a friend, you had never let anyone in in that way, you were petrified. Also, you didnât want to get distracted by anything, your career was your top, but you ended up falling for that sweet smile and corny jokes.
Now heâs been your boyfriend for a little over a year, it felt right to bring him home to your parents, since youâve know his family for months now.
Your sister was there too, she opened the door, and of course Harry knew about her, but itâs always the same reaction, âomg, she looks just like you.â
Your parents loved him, he was so confortable that by the second day at your parents house he was playing monopoly with them while you were studying in your room.
By the end of the day you hadnât heard from Harry not even once, and you were happy that he was so confortable with your family, but his lack of attention towards you was bothering you a little.
It was almost midnight, when you went downstairs for some food when you heard giggles coming from the living room, your twin sister, Amy and Harry were on the same couch, Harryâs arm over your sisterâs side of the couch as she laughed at something he said.
When Harry noticed you he stood up with that same smile he gives you.
âBabeeee! I missed you!â You just smiled the best you could.
It was the first time that you felt... jealousy perhaps?
Yeah, you and your sister were physically identical, but deep down you felt as if people liked her more than you. She had something... she was more charismatic, more... more something. You were always more serious, people told you that all the time. You had the same friends because she always included you.
And yeah, you had thought about how Harry and Amy would match just perfect, both had that something. And to think about that was unsettling to you.
You almost wanted to cry.
Maybe it was all part of your insecurity?
Just your mind playing games at you?
You were great too... right?
Of course you wouldnât tell Harry about that, it was something stupid.
So you just watched the two of them for the next two days, watched them laugh and get along more and more everyday.
You also noticed how Harry barely spoke to you those three days you had been home.
Sure you were studying, but when you are at your place heâs always with you, even helping you.
The next day was your flight back to London, and you wanted to be strong and not cry until you are alone at your place, you really did try, but tears started to fall down your cheeks.
You tried to be quiet, since Harry was sleeping right next to you, but also failed as a sob left your mouth, and thatâs all it took, he was up, he turned to you, still half asleep.
You only nodded and tried to turn your back at him, but he was faster and held you, turning the little lamp next to him on, eyes big now, you were crying. He had seen you cry like two times total, and you had your reasons.
âOh, my. Kitten? Why are you crying?â
You just shook your head no, you werenât ready to face all your feelings, not out loud. Not if by the end of the conversation he chose Amy and not you. You really did felt for him.
âAre you feeling bad?â
âDoes something hurt?â
âWas it a bad dream?â
âKitten, talk to me. Maybe I can help.â
How could he be so naive?
How could you be so naive? Of course he liked your sister more than you.
You had to tell him, it was the right thing to do. You wanted him to be as happy as possible, and you also wanted the best for Amy, and Harry was the best.
âMaybe we should break up.â
Your voice was barely a whisper, but he heard you, and he felt all his blood falling to his feet.
It was so unexpected. You two were so happy. Or thatâs what he thought.
He had never felt that happy ever, he truly loved you, and felt everyday more and more for you, so your words hit him like a pile of bricks, it got hard to breath.
âWhat?â He said, as tears filled his eyes. He tried to swallow the lump on his throat. âWhy?â
âItâs for the best, Harry.â He felt a little angry now. Were you just playing with him? Why would you bring him to your parents house just to break up with him?
When you finally asked him to go with you to meet your parents he was beyond excited. He thought you were moving forward.
âThe best? The best for whom?â
âFor you, Harry. Itâs so obvious.â
âIsnât it obvious that I love you? That you make me so damn happy? The happiest Iâve ever been? Why on earth do you want us to break up?â
It hurt you so much to see him like this, so vulnerable, eyes red and breathing so fast it must hurt.
He looked so confused. Not sure why you were asking such a thing.
âHow is that relevant now?â
âYou didnât answer.â You said, ready to give him up to your sister.
âStop playing, babe. Is this a joke?â
âNo, do you like Amy more than me?â
Now he kind of understood.
âYou think I like your sister more than you?â
You tried so hard not to cry harder, and Harry was trying so hard not to laugh, a nervous laugh. Praying internally that that was all, and not that you didnât love him anymore.
âNo! Babe, of course I donât like her more than I like you, I love you, your character, your vibes, how passionate you are, stubborn and hardworking. I could never like or love anyone more than you, even someone who looks just like you.â
âBut you would make such a great couple with her. Sheâs just like you. And it seems like you really like her, bet she likes you too. Maybe you just met the wrong sister. I wonât be mad, I promise.â You said, head down.
âBabe, kitten... I donât even... are you nuts
?â He said half smiling, taking your chin with his index and thumb, making you look at him, his other hand drying the tears down your cheeks, as his own tears started to dry out.
âI love you. You and only you. Iâm sorry if I did anything to make you think otherwise, you mean the world to me. You keep me on my feet, you make me happy, not only how you look, and donât misunderstand me, you are smoking hot, but itâs you, whatâs on the inside that drives me crazy, how much I love you itâs indescribable, you make me better, I love you, ok? I wouldnât change you, ever. So I wonât let you break us up. We are too good to be apart. Ok?â
Happy tears felt down your cheeks now as you nodded.
âDonât be sorry, kitten, just say you take me back, cause you scared the heâll out of me for a second, babe.â
âI love youâ he said truthfully as he pecked your lips.
âAnd I love you.â You said, big smile on, as you pecked him back.