Harry Styles

#Imagine:
‘Oh, believe me, it’s going to be a great night. I promise it won’t happen again.’
Those words keep echoing in your mind. Your sight is a little bit faint and the loud bass pounds in your head as you close your eyes and turn away from your friend. You stand still in the moving crowd, with your arms loosely down along your body, opening your eyes again. So many unfamiliar faces, yet so few different facial expressions. It’s rather confusing.
This night you’ve spotted three types of people already: the tipsy kind that thinks everything’s funny, the drunk type that can’t stand on their own feet any longer and the good kind that’s just out here for a sociable night. That’s what you were supposed to have: a sociable night, with one of your best friends. It turns out to be the complete opposite. With your right hand you wipe away a lock of hair from your eyes and glance over your shoulder. You take a very deep breath and almost march away from your friend and the guy she’s with at the moment. You’re not even sure, but it might be her fourth already. Trying to keep the tears in, you bite your lower lip and walk through the dancing crowd on your own, looking around for someone you may know. Eventually you plump down on a stool at the bar, feeling completely lost and over all very lonely. You feel embarrassed to realize what people might think of you right now: a girl, sitting alone at the bar, with her face most probably covered with red blotches from being upset. You rest your elbow on the bar and lay your chin in your hand palm. You should have known this wouldn’t turn out: it’s definitely not the first time it happens!
An alarming presentiment appears in your stomach when you hear someone sitting down next to you and them quickly but roughly touching your arm, which causes you to get goose bumps. You hastily pull away your arm and the person who has touched you speaks:
“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to smack you like that!” You look up with a frown, looking right into a pair of twinkling, green eyes. You try to keep your mouth shut but paired with that thought your jaw drops.
“Harry! But-… I thought…” You shake your head and he opens his arms with a big smile on his face to hug you.
“I’m so glad to meet you here!” He exclaims and he lets you go again.
“I need some explanation”, you mumble confusedly. “I thought you moved to LA! Or am I completely wrong?” The sadness you’ve just felt has disappeared, caused by Mister ‘Sunshine’ Styles himself.
“You’re not”, Harry says, while grabbing a beer from the bar, which the man behind it just put down for him. He pulls a questionable face and a dimple appears in his left cheek, while his eyes stray down to yours again. “Actually, I’ve lived there for a couple of months. But, to be honest, I couldn’t stand it out there. I missed London too much.” He smiles shyly at his hands and looks up at you again. “So, tell me, [Your Name], how have you been? Haven’t spoken to you in a while!” You start to laugh at him and quickly tell the bar man you want to have a coke, as you turn your face to Harry’s again. His curls are a little bit shorter than they were the last time you’ve seen him, but his green eyes still carry the mischievous twinkles you’ve always adored so much and never failed to cheer you up.
“A while?” You say. “Must have been over two months!” Harry puts down his beer and pulls an innocent, apologizing face:
“I’m sorry, I’ve been so busy! I should have texted you at least. I’m such a horrible friend.” You pinch his shoulder and nod without saying anything. Harry’s apologizing frown disappears and he watches you with his eyebrows raised. “Anyway, I haven’t received an answer from you yet. Are you okay? You seemed upset when I sat down.” You look down at your hands and fiddle a bit with your fingers, awkwardly biting your lip again.
“Yes…” You murmur. Harry lays his hand on your knee and you blush when he looks you in the eyes.
“Listen”, he speaks. “Whatever the problem is, you can always tell me, [Your Name].” He watches you insinuatingly and you look away, resting your arm on the bar.
“I don’t know about you, but I didn’t come here alone”, you say and you sip on your coke. Harry nods and listens carefully. “I came here with one of my friends…” You hesitate and keep silent for a few seconds. “The problem is: I don’t think she even realizes.” You goggle and Harry uncomprehendingly shakes his head, his curls move along.
“Why do you think that?” He asks sweetly. You sigh deeply:
“Because she’s like making out with every guy she meets, while I’m standing next to her. She makes me feel like I don’t even exist. Like she uses me to be able to go out”, you say with an angry overtone in your voice. You feel the tears appearing behind your eyes.
“I’ve told her how I felt about it earlier and she promised it wouldn’t happen again, but now…” You can’t control yourself anymore and let everything out:
“She’s just unchangeable! It’s like she doesn’t even care about me!” Harry carefully puts his arms around you and holds you close to his body. You rest your head on his chest as he rubs your back.
“I understand”, he whispers and he puts a little kiss on your cheek. It comes quite unexpected and you jump up surprised. “I can drive you home if you’d like me to?” You look up at Harry’s beautiful face, lighted by the multiple coloured spotlights, and he smiles lightly, wiping away the tears from your cheeks as you once blink with your moist eyes.
“Thank you, Harry”, you whisper calmly. Your heartbeat turns back into normal again and suddenly you don’t care about the people around you any longer. “I’m sorry I shouted at you and I’m so sorry I-…” Harry puts one finger on your lips and smiles cheekily.
“Don’t speak. I’m fine. That’s what friends are for, right?”

After a short conversation with Harry and a curt, clear text message to your friend, you both have gone to his car so he could drive you home. During the trip you haven’t really said anything, but it felt great being there, almost like the old times when Harry used to go to the same school as you did. At some point, Harry laid his hand on your lap, smiling from beneath the steering wheel with a protecting grin. You closed your eyes and smiled back at him.

“Here we are!” Harry’s enthusiastic voice sounds and you chuckle when you open your eyes again and notice you’re entering your street.
“Thanks for taking me home, Harold”, you teasingly use his nickname.
“No problem”, Harry says and he stops the car, opening the door and running around so he can let you out at last. He helps you out of the car and takes your hand, locking the car doors with a soft beep, as you walk over the pavement together.
“You know”, you speak, while your house is getting into sight. “I feel a little bit bad I left her there.” Harry abruptly stops walking and watches you surprised.
“Really?” He says with his eyes wide open and you laugh at his ridiculous facial expression.
“I almost feel sorry for her she has to stay with that random dude, while I’m here with you”, you say. It remains silent and you hardly regret speaking out that thought, until you finally arrive at the porch of your house.
“So”, Harry’s voice sounds. “I think we should say goodbye here.” It’s such a magical scene: the lanterns only give you a soft light and Harry’s voice is just too melodious and beautiful to be true. Harry’s eyes are focused on yours and you don’t speak, but lean a little bit into him. He lifts up your chin with his fingers, smiles and softly presses his lips onto yours. You take his face in both your hands as you kiss him gently. Harry rests his left hand on your back and the fingers of his right hand run through your hair affectionately. He softly pulls you closer and you feel his loud heartbeat through his shirt when his tongue slowly slips into your mouth. A last sweet tasting peck on the lips finishes your passionate moment and Harry takes you in his arms again. You close your eyes and hear him whispering in your ear:
“I think I should tell you a secret…. It wasn’t just London that I missed so much.”

Harry Styles

#Imagine:
Hands folded. Fingers intertwined. Two pairs of eyes meet each other and speak a thousand words without a sound.
You feel a soft pinch on your hand and turn your head around. A light breeze is blowing through your hair and causes a shiver across your back.
“Babe?” You take a look at your left side where the deep voice has just sounded and stare into two green eyes. Brown curls cover this breathtaking handsome boy’s forehead as he closes his eyes and shows a shy smile, paired with dimples that appear in his cheeks.
“Yes, Harry?” You say with a trembling voice and you shiver again. You let go of Harry’s hand and fold your arms right in front of your chest.
“Are you getting cold? If so, I can get you my jacket if you want to?” Harry looks concerned and already starts putting of his dark blue jacket. He has been holding a guitar as well, so he carefully puts it down onto the cold sand of the beach.
“No, are you crazy? Keep it! You will get cold as well!” Harry doesn’t seem to listen and already hands you his jacket. You can’t even protest, because he already lays it over your back and puts his left arm around your waist. He softly kisses your cheek and a cold breath escapes from his mouth.
“Thank you”, you mumble. Harry is only wearing a thin blouse right now, so you’re not quite sure why he’s just done that to you. On the other side, you don’t dare to give it back to him. Harry grabs your hand again and you feel a soft glow coming from his skin that helps you to get warmer again.
You walk further over the beach with just the two of you. It’s dark and most probably around 4 AM, because you have decided to visit the beach after going out clubbing on the island. It’s the last day of the holidays, so you want to make the best out of it.
It’s really cold outside at the time, but the beach looks amazing with all its beautiful waves, dunes and even the clouds covering stars in the night sky. Harry and you have walked along his apartment on the camping, to grab his guitar and some warm clothes to prepare yourselves. That hasn’t really helped though: you’re totally freezing here. And it might even be worse for Harry, but he won’t admit he’s getting cold.
After you’ve been walking for a while, Harry chooses a place between the dunes where you decide to sit down. Harry puts an arm around your waist as you take place and pulls you close to him. You grab the fleece you’ve brought with you and wrap it around both your backs. It’s a way to get warmer and keep away from the heavy wind, only a little, but it helps. The thing that makes the difference is the fact you’re sitting close to each other.
“Shall I play you a song?” Harry’s melodious husky voice almost whispers. You take a look at his face and discover the sparkles in his eyes and the gorgeous smile on his face you adore so much.
“Well, yes please!” You immediately answer. Harry starts to chuckle caused by that reaction and you turn red, knowing you’ve never heard anything more beautiful in your life than his laugh. Although… He’s going to play you a song now….
“Which song do you want me to play?” Harry asks and he grabs the guitar, storing it on his lap.
“I bet you can play ‘Little Things’?” You say almost breathless, by imagining how that’d sound.
“Yes, of course”, Harry smirks and he strikes a few chords on the guitar. He glances at you and his lips curl up. “I hope you like it. This is for you, [Your Name].” Harry starts to play and when he starts to sing he totally gives you goose bumps all over your body. While he’s playing and singing with such emotion and fragileness in his voice, you’re crying in no time. You try to keep the tears in, but notice your cheeks have already gotten wet.
Harry plays the entire song and when he’s finished he keeps silent and watches you questionable. Your hand covers your mouth and you try to wipe away the tears, as Harry starts to speak again:
“Did you like it? I hope so. Because I felt really nervous playing it for you…” He admits cutely. You just shake your head at him and snuggle up closer next to him, laying your head against his upper arm.
“Harry. Do I seriously look like I didn’t like it? It was so beautiful I’ve been crying. You are amazing and one of the most talented boys I’ve ever met.” It remains silent and for a while Harry just looks at your eyes.
“Thank you”, he says. With that you kiss his lips and he responds to it quickly, by adding his tongue briefly. It’s a very short kiss that’s over in ten seconds, but most probably one of the sweetest kisses you’ve ever had. For a moment you both stare at the seashore, Harry is just rubbing your back under the fleece.
“I can’t believe the holidays are nearly over…” You whisper and Harry moves closer against you under the blanket, as his right hand grabs your wrist and with his left forefinger he starts to small draw circles on your hand palm. It’s such a soft and minuscule touch, but it still makes you shiver. Suddenly Harry stops, holds both your hands between his and looks up at you. The stars reflect in his eyes and you’re still able to discover a dimple in his cheek as a weak smile is put up on his face.
“Me neither”, is the only thing he can whisper. His green eyes sparkle and secretly reveal a sad expression in them. You swallow once because you feel like you’re going to cry again. That’s not pretty much the last thing you want Harry to remember of you.
Harry already senses your feelings and wants to occur you bursting out into tears. He puts his arms around you, laying your head against his body with his soft hands. You rest your right hand on his chest and bury your face in his blouse as he folds the blanket tighter around you both.
“Harry”, you mumble and you feel tears appearing behind your eyelids. “I don’t want this summer to end. Never.” Your voice breaks as Harry starts to stroke your hair and kisses the part of your forehead where your hair starts.
“You know, beautiful?” He says. His voice sounds low, sexy and emotional, yet fragile. You notice he’s hesitating, but only for a second, and he speaks out: “No matter what happens next, no matter where you will be or what I’ll be doing. I’ll always remember the special moments we shared together.” After speaking that out, his cold lips meet yours and you kiss under the moon, with the sounds of the shore and the wind blowing in the background. “You always will be my summer love.”

Harry Styles

#Imagine:
Green, large leaves everywhere, immense trees that rise up to the sky as high as skyscrapers, the most beautiful coloured tropical flowers, animal sounds around you and the smell of a moist rainforest… With your eyes closed you try to perceive everything at once.
“Oh you wouldn’t”, a voice near you speaks and a smile appears around your lips, your eyes still unopened.
“Oh I would”, you speak with a mischievous chuckle and you turn around, slowly opening your eyes as your feet almost get stuck in the marshy ground. A tropical-looking bird flies over and makes a certain sound human can’t even imitate.
“Are you that brave?” The voice speaks again, right now from another point, so you turn around again. You immediately look right into a pair of green eyes, which have a frolic twinkle in them. Brown curls cover the person’s forehead as dimples appear on his cheeks, while he smiles. “I challenge you herewith.” You go and stand in front of your boyfriend, with your arms folded.
“Harry”, you carefully pronounce his name, “I would do it. You know I’m bad at lying, don’t you?” With a wide grin you grab his hand and you walk further through the forest, watching the path in front of you closely. Your hiking boots sink into the subsoil while stepping forward.
“Follow me, love!” Harry suddenly shouts and he steps around you to run further. “It’s only a few hundred meters away from here!” You shrug your shoulders and follow him. You see his curly hair bouncing up and down while he’s running and that makes you smile like an idiot.
Finally he stops running and you notice the forest suddenly became lighter and less overgrown. Harry stands still and watches you with his stunning smile. With his left hand he points at the light place.
“That way”, he says and he goes into the direction he just indicated. Again, you follow him and when you arrive at the light place, your jaw immediately drops.
You’re at the place where the forest stops to exist. Suddenly, the green plants and colourful flowers make place for a rocky, hard and sandy subsoil. The air doesn’t feel moist anymore and is suddenly fresh. You have an amazing view from here, over the sea and the town near, because this place is much higher than the houses down. The sky is heavenly blue, with large, fluffy clouds. You hear the sound of a waterfall near and you just know Harry is walking that way.
“Oh dear…” You whisper and your heart starts to beat faster when you discover the cliff.
“You said you’d do it”, Harry smirks.
“I know…” You say, almost soundless and it feels like someone put heavy rocks in your shoes while you walk into Harry.
“Alright, who’s going first?” Harry says and he turns around, looking beautiful in the warm and sparkling sunlight. You don’t even take the time to shake your head or answer him, because you don’t want to move.
“Bra-ve-ry…” Harry’s melodious voice sounds and he stands right next to you, while his warm breath tickles your skin. “You…promised.” His lips slowly kiss your jaw and a shiver appears on your back. Your heart keeps pounding louder when Harry almost reaches your lips… Suddenly he turns around and the intimate moment is all gone.
“We can also go together at the same time?” Harry says happily and he already starts to put out his shirt. His naked chest is now visible and you can’t do anything but stare at his perfectly-shaped torso. Harry puts off his shoes and lays them down next to him on the rocks. “Well?” He says and he raises one eyebrow. He’s only dressed in his shorts right now and the look on his face is questionable. You blink and shake your head, realizing you’ve been standing here for a while without moving.
“I am going with you”, you say determined. All the fear is suddenly gone and you put off your jacket and shoes as well, so you’re currently wearing a bra and trousers. You also lay down your bag next to Harry’s clothes and take a deep breath.
“Let’s do it”, you say. Though you’re kind of sure, your voice trembles and a little person back in your head tells you not to do it.
“Alright that’s how I like it!” Harry shouts excited. He grabs your hand and you step forward, to the edge of the cliff. The deep blue water beneath sparkles in the sunlight and lays there, happily awaiting your jump. You don’t even want to know how high it is from here to down there.
“I’m counting…” Harry says and he looks at you, his eyes focused on your lips as he speaks. “On one, we jump, okay?” You nod almost invisibly and swallow as Harry starts to count.
“Three…” Your heart starts to beat faster and you look into the water, biting your lip.
“Two…” You close your eyes and your grip on Harry’s hand tightens.
“ONE, NOW!” Harry shouts and you both jump at the same time.
For a short while, the only thing you can feel is Harry’s hand holding yours and you feel totally weightless. Just as your heart skips a beat, you hear Harry’s laugh and you open your eyes. You can just see yourself and Harry falling down into the water. For a moment, all you see is the blue water around you and Harry’s angelic face in front of you. The sound is completely blocked under water. Harry isn’t holding your hand anymore and with his right forefinger he points up. You get what he means and you start to swim.
“That was amazing!” Harry speaks, when you take a deep breath of fresh air. His wet hair adorns his face and he grins at you, swimming closer. “I am glad I was able to spend that moment with you”, he whispers and his wet lips meet yours. With that passionate kiss, you realize you’re really, really fortunate. You kiss him back, gently and Harry’s hands lay on your shoulder and the back of your head. When he stops kissing you, he gets back and looks at you like you’re the most beautiful thing he has ever seen.
“Baby…” He says and he raises one hand to stroke your cheek. “I’d say… I would jump off a cliff for you… But we already did… Together.” You start to chuckle and Harry joins you laughing, while you swim to the sand place beneath the cliff.
“I mean it though”, Harry says and he lays down on the sand. You lie down next to him and he puts his arms around you. He kisses your neck and whispers: “I never ever want to lose you, [Your Name]. You’re my everything.”

Harry Styles

#Imagine:
“What?!” With the necessary effort, you try to lift your hands up in the air.
“How many are there? How many, did you say?” With your arms you try to push the people around you a bit aside so you’re able to pass.
“I said, a hundred.” While pushing girls out of your way, you grab your friend’s hand tightly, as she watches you with a frown on her face.
“Only one hundred... That’s like, a chance to find a gold bar in the middle of a restaurant with dancing monkeys.” You sigh and blow a lock of hair out of your face, though your friend, just sighs, caused by your weird random joke. Or…it was an example, actually.
“We need to run, babe”, you suddenly decide. “Or we will arrive too late.”

“I need it!”
“Why don’t they just hurry up?”
“Oh, this is so frustrating, I’m going to cry!”
“Oh my god.”
Ten thousands of girls are standing all around you. The street looks almost black caused by the amount of Directioners and shouts and a lot of noise sound all over the place.
“[Your Name]?” You can barely hear her, but fortunately your friend is wearing a neon pink cap today with black letters on it, so it’s easier to find her in the crowd.
Every single girl who’s currently standing in the queue on the street is extremely nervous. The doors of the mall in front of you can open every second.
“I need those wristbands!” You exclaim and you nervously bite your lip. Just when you’re about to tell your friend something more, girls suddenly start to scream and you just know the doors are opening.
“Please”, you whisper to yourself as everyone starts to push. You’re quite sure you’re not going to get in time without pushing at all.
Only one hundred wristbands and about six or maybe even eight times that amount of people in the centre of London, all Directioners. You feel your heart starts to beat louder and louder and your friend pinches your hand as you hold hers tightly. It’s quite obvious to admit you’ve never ever felt so extremely claustrophobic in your entire life. Also, at the end of the day you’ll most probably be deaf on a high level. Teenage girls sure produce a very loud screaming, no doubt. Evidence can be found over here!
It didn’t go that quick over there at the doors and you widen your eyes with every step you take closer. It’s not possible to communicate normally with your friend now anymore: you just do it by pinching and looking each other in the eyes briefly. And you try to drag her further into the crowd.
“We’re going to be too late”, you mumble all over again, but the door is coming closer. By pushing a few girls out of your way, you’re exactly creating a temporary path for two people.
“The doors!” Your friend shouts as loud as she can. One more step and you’re inside the building!
The large table with the people who are giving the wristbands away is visible now.
Oh my god. That’s not…
“There’s almost nothing left, be quick!” You shout and your friend drags you with her again.
Finally, you reach the table, but over there, something horrible is taking place.
“Alright girls, I am extremely sorry, but this is the last one”, a man with a quiff says and he looks at you both. The security stops the other girls behind you. Oh no.
This is absolutely horrible. Unimaginable.
“So, ladies?” The man says. You and your friend glance at each other and she speaks:
“Sir, is there any way we can go there together, please?” She begs and the man frowns.
“Hang on.” He disappears and you remain anxiously.
“If only one person is allowed to go inside, you go”, your friend whispers in your ear.
“Are you crazy! We’re both going or I am not going either”, you tell her, but the man’s already coming back.
“Listen up”, he says, “I can get one more wristband, but I need to request you to come with me now.” He gestures you need to follow him.
“Thank you so much, mister!” You shout happily and you climb over the table to follow the man through the corridors of the building.
“Just remember we only do this once”, the man says and you both nod heavily. He closes the door and you arrive at a long hallway with a purple carpet in it. Your friend grabs your hand when your shoes touch the soft carpet. You’re feeling nervous already, it’s ridiculous! You glance at your friend, but you both look up as you suddenly hear the man’s voice speaking again:
“What are you doing here?” You frown, because you don’t have a clue what the man is talking about.
“Excuse m-…” You start, but you remain silent and gasp as you have a look who’s currently standing in front of you.
“I don’t know, maybe I just went to the toilet or something?” A warm, slow and deep voice speaks sarcastically.
Your friend shrieks and your jaw drops, when one of the boys you admire so much steps in front of you. His green eyes sparkle and dimples appear on his cheeks as he smiles back at you.
“Hello, ladies”, he slowly says. You try to keep it in, but your friend is almost fainting right next to you. You swallow once because it kind of feels like something is stuck in your throat.
“Hi Harry”, you manage to say. Harry smiles at you and asks:
“What kind of things have you done, that you’re suddenly here?” He gestures at the rest of the corridor and the man who brought you here. You shrug your shoulders.
“Nothing much, really. There was only one wristband left. But we both didn’t want to go without each other. At least, I-…”
“Girls?” The unknown man starts, with a strict overtone in his voice, but Harry waves at him with his right hand, not paying attention at his strict speaking.
“Leave it, Brendon, it’s alright.” Then he completely ignores the –before- unknown man, whose name apparently is Brendon, and turns to you and your friend. On the outside you are calm, but on the inside, your heart is on fire and your mind is a mess.
“Are you okay?” Harry asks your friend, who covered her eyes with her hands because she is currently crying. Harry lays one hand on her shoulder and she smiles again.
“It’s okay… It’s just…” Your friend stops talking and you take it over:
“We didn’t expect to meet you here, really”, you speak softly and Harry’s eyes watch you with a friendly twinkle.
“I can imagine”, he says. “So tell me babe, what’s your name?”
“I am [Your Name]”, you say with a shy smile and your cheeks turn soft red. Your friend pronounces her name now as well, but it’s a bit difficult to her.
“Anyway,” Harry says, “would it be a nice idea to lead you a bit through the building? You won’t even need the wristbands and if you want I can ask the lads to come over here so we can sign anything you wanted to get signed?” That long sentence made you speechless and a little bit confused as well. Why on earth did he ask that?
“I’m okay with that”, you say, before you even realize.
“Great!” Harry says with a smirk and he grabs your hand. It immediately feels like that spot is on fire, while Harry’s soft hand touches yours and his fingers fold over yours.
“Hey!” The Brendon-person shouts.
“Quick girls, run!” Harry says with a chuckle and you start to run over the purple carpet with the three of you, the man still shouting several things at you.
Aw, poor Brendon. At least he was your Golden Ticket to meet Harry and the lads, not a wristband. Anyway, you’d thank him later…

Possibly to be continued as well!!

Harry Styles

#Imagine:
“What exactly is weird about that?”
Harry is standing next to you, looking a bit like baby Tarzan caused by his wet hair. You look the same, actually. It has been raining for hours, though Harry wanted to go outside for some freaky unknown reasons.
“I don’t think it’s really normal to go outside in the pouring rain”, you say with a chuckle, and Harry shakes his head.
“It isn’t…” His eyes are twinkling while watching you and he smiles widely. You tilt your head a little, squinting a bit with your eyes. Is he planning anything?
Unannounced Harry walks over to you and takes both your hands, his hair dripping because of the rain. He slowly moves closer, so his lips almost touch your ear. A raindrop falls down his lower lip and ends up in your neck. You chuckle softly.
“That tickled!” Harry doesn’t say anything: it almost looks like he wants to tell you a little secret. And that’s probably the point: you notice Harry slowly opens his mouth. His cold breath mixed with the raindrops makes you shiver.
“I’m going to take you with me to my secret place”, he whispers. His voice sounds deep, soft and extremely sexy. You hold your breath for a second.
“Secret place?” Harry lets you go again and chuckles mysteriously.
“Yes. A secret place. I’ve never told anyone about it.”
“But… Where is it?” You ask him, almost breathless, still whispering, because you’re scared that other people might hear it. In fact you’re still standing in the centre of London, on the road in front of Harry’s apartment.
“You’ll see”, Harry says with a mischievous and teasing grin on his face. “It’s a little park, which I discovered once when I was just going out for a walk”, he explains. “It might sound really cliché, but it’s the only place where I can get a little rest… I bet you’re able to understand that.” You softly shake your head, because you don’t really get what he means.
“Wait, Haz. How are you even able to get ‘a little rest’ when the paparazzi are chasing you all the time? They can go to that secret place also, right?” Harry looks at you infatuated.
“Well… That’s it: they can’t. They just don’t go there!” He smiles blissfully. “There hasn’t been anyone in that little park for years! Also, it doesn’t get maintained no longer, yet it’s beautiful.” You get all excited and a bit jumpy right now.
“I am actually really curious right now, Harry!”
“That’s what I hoped for…” Harry says, as the mysterious look on his face reappears. “Take my hand, and I’ll show you my secret.”

“Are we there yet?” You ask impatiently.
“No”, he says triumphantly, and you sigh.
“Your secret place is pretty well hidden, isn’t it?” Harry doesn’t speak and just continues walking. Right now you arrive at a dark and narrow alley. It actually looks like this is the home of some tramps: everywhere you look you notice large dirty cardboard boxes and trashcans.
“Um, Harry, are you sure this is the right way to go?” An uncomfortable feeling shows up in your tummy while looking around.
“Yes, I’m totally sure. All those months I’ve been here I have never gone in the wrong direction.” Harry chuckles.
Fortunately, a piece of light emerges at the end of the alley. Slow but sure, the gray asphalt overflows into soft and sandy subsoil.
“Huh?” You mumble. You look around and notice the typical houses of London totally disappeared. Large trees are located over here instead: they kind of shield the busy traffic and the sounds of the centre.
“Is this the little secret park?” You ask Harry. Though he grins again.
“Nope!” He smiles. You don’t get him anymore, for real. Where does he want to go anyway?
“I know what you’re thinking.” The look on Harry’s face is totally inscrutable, you can’t guess what he’s thinking at all. But before you can ask him about it, he already turns around. Your lips form a large ‘O’ when you arrive at the corner of the little round with trees:
Over there, hidden behind large vines and shrubs, you can nearly see a hedge. But only when you take a very close look, otherwise you could have never noticed it really. Harry walks further and pushes some vines a bit aside.
“Welcome to my place, my princess”, Harry says cutely.
Just now you notice that there’s a gate behind these neglected plants. It’s a great gate of oaken wood, with those old-fashioned rings on it to open it. Harry takes one of the rings and pushes against the door. With a crackling sound, the gate opens.
“How on earth is this place so well hidden?” You say agitated. Harry shrugs his shoulders.
“I don’t know, to be honest!” Right now you try to walk any further, though the ground is so muddy and dirty, that you get stuck. You blow a little lock of hair out of your eyes and start wiggling your foot, which got stuck in the mud.
“Stop! I don’t want you to fall over!” Harry shouts and you moan irritated. Harry tries to get you out of the mud pit, but he sinks into the muck himself right now.
“Okay, this is actually pretty funny”, Harry laughs and you sarcastically raise one eyebrow at him.
Suddenly your foot gets out of the mud and you both fall over at the same time, through the gate, into the park.
“Are you all right?” Harry says, but you can’t even hear him.
There are flowers, all around you. Flowers, flowers, flowers and even more flowers, in the most wonderful colours you’ve ever seen. You also notice it stopped raining: the sunlight gets through the clouds, so it creates a fairytale-like light on the park.
“Wow.”
A butterfly settles down next to you on a rose bush. You hear Harry closes the gate behind you and stands next to you.
“Wonderful isn’t it?” He sighs.
“Well…” You sniff and notice the sweet smell of the roses around you, which tickles your nostrils. The park, you’re also able to call it a little garden, isn’t that big, probably ten by ten meters. In the centre of the garden stands a fountain with a fish on it. Of course there’s no water in it anymore, except from the water the rain just caused.
Harry takes your hand and helps you stand up again. Before you can even protest, he pulls you closer to his chest. Harry slowly touches your collarbone with his hand, which brings you the shivers. You bite your lip as he lays down his hand in your neck and starts kissing your skin over there. Such little moves and still… really thrilling. You put your arms around him and start stroking his back with your hands. You want to say something, though Harry puts one finger on your lips.
“Secrets are there to be kept”, he whispers and he smiles.
Oh god.
Your cheeks turn a little bit red and you’re longing to his body more than ever before. You suddenly take his head in your hands and kiss him so passionate he gets a little bit overwhelmed. His soft lips touch yours and you slowly open your mouth, while Harry’s tongue starts exploring the area around your teeth. He lies down on the marshy ground, and you lie beneath him. Harry gasps a little and carefully slides one hand under your top.
He stops for a second and watches you questionable. You nod approvingly. Harry tickles the naked skin of your belly with his fingertips at first and slowly removes your shirt. He kisses your abdomen, your belly button and goes up until he reaches your lips again. He skipped your chest wisely.
You help Harry removing his shirt and grab his shoulder blades, to pull him closer, so his naked warm chest touches your skin. You lay one hand on his soft curly hair and the other one on his back as his lips find yours again.
“Babe?” Harry whispers softly.
“Yes, Harry?” You say, smiling at him.
“Can you keep a secret?”
“Of course I can, Harry.” Your voice sounds silent and careful. Harry moves his face closer, puts a little kiss on your forehead and whispers:
“I am in love with you.”

Harry Styles

#Imagine:
“Hey, what are you doing there? Get off!”
Harry smiles at you mischievously as he watches the man who just shouted at him. Harry climbs down the roof and shrugs his shoulders.
“My apologies, mister Malory”, he says, a bit sarcastically though. Mister Malory, a so-called professional farmer with an enormous black mustache, looks at Harry cautionary.
“I was just about to help-…” Harry says, but mister Malory ignores it.
“Rubbish! Chicken are able to get off there by itself!” Mister Malory walks away pretty furious and Harry and you have to contain your laughter.

You are staying at a lovely farm Harry often went to as a kid. You hired a little room at the guesthouse and you’re allowed to go to the animals at all time: Harry just wanted to save a little chicken from the roof, but the owner, mister Malory, didn’t really appreciate his offer.

Right now Harry and you are sitting between the goats and their kids. The smell of hay and straw tickles your nose as a little sprig stings in your back.
“Hey babe”, Harry suddenly says, with a little grin on his face. He moves a little bit closer and whispers in your ear: “We should have an adventure together.” You feel your cheeks turn a little bit red as Harry teases you by breathing a little in your neck. “Let’s borrow two of the horses and get away!” Harry raises his eyebrows and his green eyes twinkle as he watches you. “What do you think?”

“What’s this one called?” Harry asks you. After asking the owner about the horses, you immediately went to the stable to choose an appropriate horse.
“It’s called…” You watch a light brown horse with gorgeous deep brown eyes. “Milady.”
Harry smiles and walks over to Milady. “Funny”, he chuckles, as you choose a dark brown horse, named Porsche.
“What’s so funny about that?” You ask as you try and sit down on Porsche’s back.
“Well, isn’t that quite clear? My horse is named Milady, and YOU are MY lady. Isn’t that such a funny coincidence?” He smiles at you cutely and you start to walk slowly with the horses.
Eventually outside, you watch the beautiful sun, which lightens up the meadows with its lovely sunflowers, and finally you look at Harry. He’s wearing a white t-shirt and it’s unbuttoned a little, which you find extremely attractive. His eyes shine in the bright sunbeam and a little smile lies around his lips. When he notices you’re watching him, he grins at you.
“Shall we go faster?” He says.
“That’s okay”, you answer. You encourage the horses to run faster, and you glance at Harry while riding through the high green grass along the sunflowers, Harry’s curls move a little in the wind.
Suddenly you arrive at a little forest. You slow down and Harry says:
“We’re here now.” He jumps off the horse and helps you get off also.
As you both attach the horses to a tree, you notice Harry brought a little picnic basket with him.
“Aw, that’s so sweet of you, Hazza! Thank you!” He watches you shyly and you put your arms around him to hug him tightly.
“You’re so welcome, sweetheart”, he whispers in your ear, though he lets you go again.
You both sit down as you chat, eat and laugh: you’re absolutely having a great time. Harry sometimes even leans towards you to kiss you quickly on the lips.
After you finished eating the most delicious lunch in the world, Harry grabs a knife out of the picnic basket.
“You know, I took this with me…” He says and he watches you insecurely, speaking with at trembling voice.
“You’re not going to cut anyone, are you?” You say surprised.
“No! What are you talking about?” Harry laughs, but he gets a little bit nervous now.
“It’s just... I think that… I love you and…” His cheeks turn a little bit red and in his eyes you can see he’s scared.
“I hope you love me too the way that I do. I thought maybe we could…carve our names in a tree?”
“Oh Harry, that’s an amazing idea!” You stand up to hug him, and you lay your head on his chest caringly, as he kisses you passionately, his lips still taste a little bit like the watermelon you just shared together: sweet and fruity.
“Harry”, you suddenly start, “don’t you ever think I don’t love you, because I do. A LOT.”
Harry smiles, you even notice his eyes get a little bit moist: tears of happiness.
“I love you too, baby.”
You both choose the largest and most beautiful tree in the little forest and you carve in your names with a big heart around it. You hand the knife to Harry and he carves the following sentence under your names: ‘We will last forever’. Afterwards you decide to carve in the date also.
Harry turns his head around at you, his face looks beautiful in the shadows of the trees. The orange glow of the sun makes you feel very comfortable as Harry stares into your eyes and watches your lips. He tilts his head a little and moves his face a bit closer, his strong arms around your waist. Just when your lips are about to meet each other, he whispers:
“Forever yours.”
Ultimately he kisses you gently.

Zayn Malik & Harry Styles

#Imagine it's almost twelve o'clock, midnight. You're at Harry and Louis' apartment, where Harry decided to hold a little sleepover. Louis, Niall and Liam are all not here tonight and you didn't want to be all alone: that's exactly the reason why Harry invited you and Zayn to his apartment.
Because of some previous party the fridge is still filled with alcoholic drinks. Not that you are an alcoholic... Harry thought it was fun to put a little bit of vodka in your coke.
'I bet Louis is having a lot of fun with Eleanor tonight', Harry says with an evil grin on his face. He's lying on the large couch, which stands in the living room. Harry moves a little while watching you and Zayn. With his left hand he's holding a beer and his right hand lays on his hips.
'And Liam with Danielle...' You hear Zayn, he chuckles.
'Probably', you say. Damn, you feel a little bit dizzy. 'And what about our Nialler?'
Zayn and Harry glance at each other and both start to laugh loudly. You just stare at them.
'Did I miss something?' You ask, but Harry winks at you and says:
'Don't worry, sexy!' You shiver by hearing that deep voice talking to you like that. 'You didn't miss anything', Harry continues.
'Nope', Zayn says, as he puts one arm around your waist. You're both sitting on Harry's soft carpet, on the ground.
'We just think Niall is having a great night with his pillow', Harry jokes.
'That's mean!' You say, but secretly you can't contain your laughter at all. Might be the vodka.
Harry suddenly jumps off the couch and walks away.
'I feel like putting some music on, be right back', he says as he leaves. You sigh. Nice way to change the subject.
Suddenly you feel Zayn's arm moving lower, from your waist to your bum. He turns you around a little and watches you with his beautiful brown eyes. It makes you melt by seeing those wonderful eyelashes every girl would be jealous of.
'Hey babe...'
Zayn bites his lip as he moves his face closer to yours, right now his forehead leans on yours.
'Zayn-...' You whisper and you watch his perfect lips. Suddenly a romantic song starts to play and Harry walks in again.
'Hey, I thought o-... Wait a minute!' Harry immediately runs over to Zayn and you, of course he noticed you were just about to kiss. Harry sits down with a dirty look on his face. He strokes your chin softly with one finger, teasingly.
'You were not going to have fun without me, were you guys?' He whispers and a weird feeling crawls over you. Before you can even realize you feel Harry's soft and moist lips touching yours, as he starts to kiss you passionately. You feel Harry lays one hand on your bum, where Zayn's other hand is already located. Teasingly Harry tickles your lips with his tongue, as he asks you to open your mouth a little without speaking a word.
Suddenly something very unexpected happens: as you put your lips a bit aside, you feel another pair of lips touching yours. You get a little bit scared but immediately close your eyes again, while Zayn joins your kissing game. Your tongues play like they already know each other for years, and the feeling of this kiss you get from Harry and Zayn at the same time makes you feel weak. These boys are driving you crazy!
While Harry starts to nibble your lip Zayn leads his tongue along your teeth. Harry groans as you touch his shirt and move your hand over his warm and naked chest slowly. Zayn pushes you down on the carpet and starts kissing your neck and ear, rubbing your tummy slowly with his hand. You moan of pleasure as Harry's tongue finds yours again. You gasp as Zayn touches your bra under your shirt and tilts it up a little.
Harry puts a little kiss on your bellybutton.
'No, we don't need any pillows tonight to cuddle up to...' He whispers sexily as he licks his lips and helps Zayn putting off your shirt...

Harry Styles

#Imagine: “Stooop!” You shout as a snowball hits your back again. You smile widely and turn around: “Could you plea-...” BAM! Another snowball, right on your chest. A cheeky chuckle sounds and Harry already grabs another handful of snow, but you immediately run over to him and take his wrist. “Stop, please?” You say and Harry looks at you defiantly.
“Okay, babe”, he says as he bites his lip and turns his head around, with a big smile on his face. He throws the white substance on the ground again. “Really, your facial expression just now. Priceless”, he teases you as he walks further.
Harry and you are on a very rare holiday together, with just the two of you. You were actually so happy when he asked you to go skiing with him during the holidays. Finally he had time! Luckily your parents wanted to pay a little for you, otherwise it wouldn’t be possible to get such a lovely little house as you did right now. At first Harry wanted to pay for you also, but that was just unacceptable. It was also your holiday, not only his.

“I won!” Harry screams as he throws open the door of your little house.
“You won what?” You giggle as you put your skis outside.
“Well, you know, the snowball game”, Harry says. He sits down in the hall of your house to put off his skiing shoes.
The house was pretty nice located: you had to walk about 200 metres and then you had already reached the skiing arena.
After you’ve put off your shoes also, you close the door behind you and follow Harry through the house. He runs through the living room and plumps down on the large bed, which is also used as a couch.
“Someone’s pretty tired out here”, you mumble, but you smile as Harry lays his hand on the place next to him. He raises one eyebrow seductively, so you sit down.
“It’s pretty hot out here”, Harry says, as he watches his hands and fiddles a little, and you laugh.
“Yes, how obvious! Look how many layers of clothes we’re wearing!” You say, and you grab a piece of your shirt.
“Oh...” Harry says meaningless. “Well, in that case...” With one move he removes his ski sweater. You watch him a little bit open-mouthed, but he doesn’t seem to care. By now he grabs one side of his ski trousers. “And these aren’t necessary at all either.” Without speaking a word he puts off his trousers and throws them in a corner, somewhere on the bench at the table.
Harry’s now sitting on the bed in his underwear and ski socks only. He looks at you with a mischievous grin on his face and moves a little bit closer.
“And what about you?” He whispers, with a deep sexy overtone in his voice. He glances at you, starting with your feet and ending up at your eyes. He raises one eyebrow as he bites his upper lip and touches your ear with his mouth. His warm breath gives you goose bumps:
“It is in fact pretty hot in here.”
A weak feeling appears in your knees. Though you try to remove your sweater also, but it doesn’t work. You start to chuckle nervously:
“Damn, I can’t get it off!”
“Let me help you”, Harry speaks softly and you suddenly feel his warm chest touching your back while he removes your sweater slowly. You want to stand up to put off your skiing trousers, but Harry grabs your waist as he pushes you back on the bed. He pulls you closer to him as he lays down on his back, and turns you around in one simple motion, so you end up laying on top of him.
One moment your eyes cross each other’s, and Harry whispers:
“Kiss me now.”
Before you could even make the first move, Harry lays his hands in your neck as he pulls your head closer and kisses you roughly. The feeling of his soft lips touching yours makes you shiver and Harry moves down one hand from your back to your bum slowly over your naked skin.
Harry moves a little so he’s on top of you right now. His curls are hanging in your face and his breath tickles your skin as he starts to put little kisses in your neck.
You actually can’t handle this anymore so you just put your arms around him tightly as you snog him passionately, Harry follows you and teases you a little bit by licking your lips. You moan as he touches your belly with his fingers.
Suddenly he stops kissing you, and you look at him disappointingly. Harry just smiles and watches your eyes again, with a dirty look on his face.
“Harry...” You whisper, but Harry puts one finger on your lips.
“Ssh”, he says. Harry lays you down on the bed softly, as he bows over and puts a soft kiss on the corner of your lips again, his warm body touching yours.
“Right now I’m going to show you how much I love you, babe.”

Harry Styles

#Imagine it was Christmas eve. Normally you would just have to spend the time with your parents and your family, but this year was actually completely different. It was different, and came really unexpected also.

Three days ago, Harry and you went shopping together to buy some Christmas presents for your families. Harry thought it was a nice idea to go to London, so that’s what you did. The weather was actually really bad: cold and rainy, but that didn’t matter together. You always had fun with each other, so…
Ah well, eventually you took a taxi (because you both had loads of bags with the loveliest Christmas presents ever seen), and Harry asked you if you wanted to join celebrating Christmas with his family. The look on his face when he asked you that actually made you melt, there, in the back of the taxi.

“Oh my, I think I’ve eaten too much”, Harry said, as he rubbed his tummy slowly.
“It was delicious, mum”, Gemma, Harry’s sister, said to Anne, and we all hummed agreeing.
“Thank you”, Anne said with a wide smile, as she watched every single member of the family at the round table thankfully.
Yes, you now realized you were part of this family. Harry’s family.
Anne said everyone was allowed to have a little break, because the dessert wasn’t ready yet and no one felt like eating anything more now anyway.
Harry stood up and smiled at you.
“So, I think this will last an hour or something… What shall we do now, love?” He walked to the living room and you followed him. “I actually don’t feel like taking part of that fuss, to be honest”, Harry said, as he pointed to his family, which was really noisy at the moment. You nodded and watched Harry closely. You had to admit: he looked wonderful in suits, which he just bought for Christmas. And… his red bow tie matched your dress for today. Little detail.
“Shall we go outside?” Harry whispered and he took your hand, to pull you closer.
“It’s snowing!” You said with a giggle, and you turn around a little bit.
“Does it matter?” Harry suddenly dragged you to the corridor, to take your jacket. He helped you putting it on and afterwards he put on his coat himself.
Without asking you, he grabbed some scarves and gloves and opened the door.
A cold wind immediately stung on your skin, but when Harry looked into your eyes, a warm feeling spread around your chest.
You both stepped outside in the snow and Harry closed the door.
“Babe, look! It’s snowing!” Harry put one arm around your shoulder and you walk further so you can watch the snow. A thick white, cotton-looking layer covered the streets, while little snowflakes fell out of the sky. A cosy feeling stroke up, because of the Christmas lights and decorations at the other houses in the street.
Harry took your hands again and you felt his warmth through the gloves. Your heart beat louder as he stroked your hair and wiped snowflakes away from your jacket.
Still standing in front of Harry’s house, you looked upon the dark snowy sky, as Harry pulled you closer to his chest. You laid your head on his shoulder and he kissed your forehead.
“Beautiful?” He whispered. “Why don’t we go to the shed? It’s much warmer out there.”
You chuckle, because there was no point at going there, since you just got out of the house. Although you just agree.

When you arrived in the shed, Harry put on a soft light, which made the whole thing all very romantic. You threw away your scarves and gloves, and Harry watched you as his eyes strayed to your lips.
“Kiss me”, he whispered with his deep sexy voice. Without any doubt you kissed his lips roughly. Harry completely surrendered to your kiss and he rubs your back with his arms as he pushes you on the couch in the shed.
“I love you, babe”, Harry whispers with a groan and you both lay down on the couch.
“I love you too, Harry”, you sighed, kissing Harry even more passionately.
Harry suddenly stopped, almost lying on top of you with his entire body. He glanced at you and his eyes sparkled a little bit of excitement, while his curls were hanging a little in your face. The smell of apple shampoo tickled your nose and you smiled. Harry stroked your cheek and you winced. He brought his face closer to yours and laid his head to your forehead, you felt his breath teasingly on your lips.
Suddenly a corner of his mouth moved a little upwards, looking mischievously.
“I bet this is going to be a wonderful Christmas.”

Harry Styles

#Imagine you got a text from Harry, saying: 'Meet me at my place in twenty minutes. .x'. You just stare at your mobile phone, because you really don't know what Harry means. You text him: 'Ok, I'll be there. Anything wrong? xxx'. He doesn't text back and you begin to worry a little bit, because he always types messages very quickly. Though you take your bike and go to Harry's house.

At Harry's you leave your bike at the driveway and you knock three times on the door. No one's home? You stare through the windows, but the corridor is all black and dark. You knock again and shout: "Harry!" Now you discover the door is already open. "What...?" You shrug your shoulders and walk through the corridor, it really looks like nobody's home. But why did you get that text from Harry? You yell his name again, but no one replies, so you start walking up the stairs, towards Harry's room. When you reach the door, you don't even doubt anymore and walk into his room. When you open the door you can't nearly breathe anymore.
Harry's room is lighten up by millions of little candles, which spell your name on the ground. 'I love you', it also says. Tears of happiness cover your face when you see Harry sitting on his bed, smiling at you. "You... I..." You stutter, but Harry walks into you and puts his arms around you. "Don't you say anything, baby", he whispers. You cry and speak softly: "Harry, this is the most beautiful thing a boy has ever done to me." Harry lets you go and looks in your eyes: "I love you", he says. "I love you too, Harry", you say, and after that Harry kisses you passionately.

Harry Styles & Louis Tomlinson

#Imagine Harry takes you on a date to the cinema. It’s actually your third date, the first one was at London and the previous date you’d been to a restaurant. London was a bit awkward, because you’d just met him, and the last one didn’t work out that well, because Harry secretly felt very ill. But he didn’t want to disappoint you, so eventually you both end up somewhere outside the restaurant, because Harry couldn’t handle it anymore and needed some fresh air.
So, your third date already. You are actually very curious and a little bit scared also, since the previous two dates failed. It was a bit like someone wanted to ruin it or something.

This time Harry doesn’t look ill at all, quite the reverse! He smiles widely when you walk into him, he was already waiting for the cinema for a while.
“Hey!” He shouts and he gives you a hug. When he lets you go again he looks at you very apologizing. “I’m sorry for what happened last time”, he says and he bites his lip, which is very, very attractive. He obviously doesn’t care, because he doesn’t stop talking.
“I promise this is going to be a wonderful night”, he says and he smiles at you. You do the same, a little bit shyly.
“Let’s go inside, I already reserved for that movie you wanted to see.” Harry grabs your hand and together you walk into the cinema.

After a few hours, your date with Harry is over. It was quite amazing indeed, like he promised: you both had a lot of fun talking to each other during the movie, now you finally have the idea you got to know him a bit better.
Right now you’re standing outside again.
“I have to admit I really don’t want to go home now”, Harry says.
“Me neither!” You scream out loud. Harry takes your hand again and smiles mischievously.
“We could stay here”, he says, a cute grin appears on his face.
“Yeah, we could…” You whisper, because you’ve already noticed this is the moment.
Harry looks at your hand he’s holding, and after that his green eyes meet yours. With his left hand he wipes a lock of hair away from your face, and strikes your cheek. You smile at him when he’s looking at your lips, like you have to give him the permission.
Harry brings his head closer and tilts it a little to the right. You close your eyes and suddenly you feel Harry’s lips touching yours. He puts one hand behind your back, while kissing you passionately. He rubs his hand on your back.
This kiss just feels so perfect: you never ever want to stop. It’s like the world doesn’t even exist anymore. It’s just you and Harry, no one else.
Eventually you let each other go, you stare into Harry’s beautiful eyes and open your mouth. Before you can say something, Harry places a finger on your lips and shakes his head. He smiles at you happily.
“Harry!” Very unexpected you hear a voice, coming from behind you. You turn around and suddenly your heart skips a beat: the guy who just spoke is Louis.
Disbelief is written on his face, and the look in his eyes tells you that he’s torn into pieces. Please say this isn’t true, you repeat in your mind. Everyone was allowed to see you with Harry, but...just not Lou. You quickly release Harry’s hand.
“Hi, Lou!” Harry says, unaware of anything.
“I think I need to go”, Louis whispers, he glances at you and turns around again.
“Louis, wait!” You shout, but Louis doesn’t reply. Harry looks at you uncomprehendingly.
“What’s wrong with him?” He asks you, but you do not answer him, you just look at Louis, who just disappeared round the corner.
“He…” You swallow and Harry takes your hand again.
“Tell me what’s going on”, he encourages. You feel like you’re going to cry, though you try to tell Harry about Louis.
“I… He, we”, you stutter.
“Calm down, love, just breathe slowly”, Harry comforts you and he puts his strong arms around you.
“It was like two months ago”, you tell him, with his arms still around you. Harry is listening to you closely, while he wipes the tears from your cheeks.
“Louis told me he loved me”, you whisper. “But I said I didn’t feel the same about him. I thought it was over. And now… Now… I feel so bad for him, Harry!”
“It’s okay, beautiful”, Harry says. “It’s going to be alright, you hear me?”
“It’s not!” You cry.
“Love, stop!” Harry takes your head in his hands and forces you to look at him.
“I know Lou. It’s going to be all right, trust me. I’ll talk to him, he will be fine. Believe me.” He kisses your forehead.
“Thank you, Harry”, you say, and your voice breaks. “I feel a little bit better now.”
Harry smiles uncertainly. “Make sure you do. I don’t want you to cry anymore, it makes me feel sad.”
“Thanks again”, you say and you put a little kiss on Harry’s nose.
Harry kisses your cheek. “No problem. I’ll be there for you.”

Harry Styles

#Imagine you’re going to Harry’s house, because he decided to buy a pet today, and he wants you to choose it with him.
When you reach the front door Harry’s mum Anne appears.
“Hi sweetie”, Anne says as she hugs you, “come in! Harry is already waiting for you.”

You walk into the living room and see Harry lying on the couch.
“Hi!” He shouts happily and he jumps off the couch to hug you immediately.
“Hi Harry!” You say to him, while grinning.
“I missed you”, Harry says and he kisses your cheek.
“Guys!” Anne suddenly shouts. “You should probably go right now, the pet shop closes between now and half an hour!”
Harry chuckles and takes your hand: “Let’s go, then, I can’t wait!”

“I bet you’re going to buy a kitten”, you say almost accusatory.
“Damn”, Harry admits, “I think you got me there! Yes, that’s exactly what I’m going to do: I love cats!” He looks at you with twinkles in his eyes and his dimples appear as he smiles wider.
“So…” You open the door from the pet shop and Harry almost plunges into the shop, he looks like a little boy in a candy store. “What kind of kitten do you want?” You ask Harry.
“Hm, I honestly don’t care. I like every cat, actually”, Harry says.
Suddenly you see an employee appearing.
“Excuse me sir, but where can we find the kittens?” You ask him very nicely. The man points at the left corner of the room and Harry drags you with him.
“Aw, look at that!” Harry says.
This is actually too cute to watch! You almost begin to doubt about Harry’s love for you by seeing this extremely adorable view.
“Which one do you like most?” Harry got two little kittens on his lap right now: one with a grey fur and a very long tail, and the other one is white with black spots. The last one has green eyes, just like Harry.
“You need to take that one with you!” You say to Harry and you point at the kitten with the spots.
“I also think that’s the right decision”, Harry says, while he pets the kitten in a very lovely way, by stroking it’s fur. He takes the grey one and puts it back:
“I’m sorry cutie pie, but I can’t take two of you with me, unfortunately I’m not allowed to!”

After he’d paid off you’re both walking outside again.
“This is the cutest cat I’ve ever seen”, Harry says happily and he puts his left arm around you, while holding the bench with the kitten in the other hand very careful.
“How are you going to call him, though?” You ask Harry, but he laughs.
“It’s a girl”, he says chuckling. “And I think it’s obvious to tell you I’m going to name my kitten after you.”
He brings his face closer to yours and kisses your lips, just when the little kitten meows.

Harry Styles

#Imagine Harry is on tour with the boys and you miss him very much. You two decided to e-mail each other to keep in touch, so that's exactly what you’re going to do right now.
You’re at the park in your hometown right now and you brought your laptop with you. You take it easy and sit down under a tree, from where you’re able to watch everything around you very closely. Busy businessmen in suits pass by, while happy-looking children are playing with their toys. It’s a beautiful day, but you don’t feel joyous at all. Your eyes almost filled with tears, you take a look at your laptop screen and the last e-mail Harry has sent you. You haven’t seen him for about a month, which is too long. Of course he asked the management if you could go with him on tour, but they told him it was impossible. Unfortunately…
The last e-mail you got was full of depressive thoughts from Harry, saying he missed you so. He told you the shows they’d given already were really great, but also tiresome. Your eyes slide over the last sentences Harry wrote:
‘I actually sent you something pretty important, as kind of a surprise. It’s a letter. But you have to promise me, read it this Monday at 1:00, not earlier, not later.’

Yes: you also got a letter from Harry and you brought it with you today.
With your heart almost beating in your throat you open the letter. At first you don’t get it and you read it again. But it’s a bit mysterious, so you can’t think of the reason why Harry would send you this. You’ll do what the message told you to do, though:
‘What do you see when you look around? Text me.’
You take your phone and text Harry exactly what you see:
‘I can see businessmen walking around, mothers taking their children with them to the playground, couples sitting in the grass… And now? .x’
What do you have to expect?
You almost got a heart attack because of a bleep coming from your mobile phone: a text from Harry, obviously.
‘You’re at the City Park?’
You frown. Why does Harry even want to know this, does it make sense?
‘Well, yes I am. Why are you asking?’
Frustrated you push the ‘send’-button again.
“Because I needed to know where you were”, you suddenly hear from behind you.
“HARRY?!” You jump and almost drop your laptop on the ground. You turn around and it’s really Harry, he’s smiling at you, looking gorgeous as always.
“How… What…?” You stutter, but Harry runs into you and hugs you, he holds you tightly with his strong arms.
“I couldn’t handle it anymore, I missed you so much”, Harry whispers in your ear, he still holds you like he’ll never let go anymore.
“Me too”, you sob, a tear finds his way across your cheek.
Harry takes your chin in both hands and looks into your eyes. He dries your tears also.
“I love you, Harry”, you say.
“I love you too.” And Harry kisses you like he’d never kissed you before.

Harry Styles & Liam Payne

#Imagine today you had a date with Harry. You always had feelings for him, but this time he asked you out, you kind of yelled at your phone when you read it. You and Harry went to the cinema together to watch a romantic comedy, it was like a perfect first date. After the movie had finished Harry even kissed you…

Right now you’re lying in your bed, thinking about tonight and the perfect kiss in the end. You chuckle.
You’re almost asleep, but suddenly you got a text. You take your mobile phone and watch the screen, thinking it’s from Harry. But it’s not: it’s a message from your best friend, Liam.
‘Love, I need to talk to you. Is it possible to meet ya tomorrow morning? Xoxo.’
You frown and wonder what he’s talking about, though you send a message back: ‘Of course, at my house at eleven? See you there! x’. Liam only replies ‘Ok’ and with a weird feeling in your tummy you fall asleep.

That morning Liam shows up at your house. ‘Hi Liam!’ You say happily, but Liam doesn’t seem happy at all.
‘Hi’, he says almost silently.
‘Is there something wrong, Liam?’ You ask him, a little bit worried. ‘Come in!’
Liam walks in, but stands still in the corridor.
‘I broke up with Danielle’, he says abruptly. That statement makes your mouth hang wide open.
‘You… you what?! But why, Liam? I thought you had such a great time together!’
Liam just shakes his head. ‘We had… But it just felt like everything I did was wrong. My feelings for her aren’t the same anymore.’ He shuts his eyes and looks at the ground.
‘Aw, come over here’, you say compassionately, while you hug him. He puts his arms around you tightly and cries silently.
‘Babe?’ He suddenly says and lets you go. His eyes are moistly because he’d been crying and he watches you.
‘Yes, Liam?’
‘Do you know why I broke up with Danielle?’ Huh? You thought he just told you that?
‘Um, yes, you just…’
But Liam interrupts you, by kissing you softly and very unexpected. You join him because it just feels like it is meant to be, but when he lets you go again you feel like you just got hit right in the face.
Liam.
Harry.
Liam AND Harry.
What just happened?

One Direction

#Imagine you’re on a holiday with your family in France, Paris. You got a very chic room in a hotel with four stars: your parents spent a lot of money on this trip.
When you wake up in a very large double bed, you almost feel like a princess.
You jump out of bed and after that you take a shower, put on some clothes and make up and you get ready for breakfast. It’s in the lobby, where a big buffet’s waiting for you.
You don’t take a seat, but walk directly into the buffet. You take a plate and grab some sandwiches and croissants at the same time.
‘Wow, someone’s really hungry over here.’
You turn around and look right into the gorgeous eyes of Niall Horan. Your jaw almost drops. When Niall sees your facial expression he laughs.
‘Hey, doesn’t matter, I’m hungry too!’ Niall also grabs a lot of sandwiches. You can barely say anything, but luckily you succeed explaining why you’re so hungry:
‘Yes, I feel really hungry. I haven’t eaten anything since yesterday afternoon. We got here very late tonight, so we haven’t had any time to eat something.’
Niall nods. ‘I understand. Well, bon appétit!’
You smile at him. ‘Same to you!’
Niall almost walks away, but you don’t want him to leave, so you say:
‘Are you here with the lads?’
Niall frowns, because he now understands that you know One Direction.
‘Yes, they’re over there!’ He points at a table in the corner of the lobby. Harry, Louis, Zayn and Liam look up and Niall waves at them, they wave back, so do you.
‘We’re here for our documentary!’ Niall laughs at you.
‘That’s so cool! Good luck to y’all!’ You say sincerely. Now Liam also appears.
‘Are you a fan?’ He asks with a wide cute smile on his face. Your cheeks turn a little bit red.
‘Yes I am’, you say.
‘Do you mind helping us filming our documentary? We need like three fans to interview and stuff’, Liam says to you.
‘Really?!’ You kind of scream right now. ‘I’d love to!’
‘Ah, that’s a very good idea of yours, Liam!’ Niall says, he puts his arm around you. ‘Could you come with us after breakfast, or…?’ You nod heavily.
‘Yes, of course I can!’ Those stupid ideas from your parents of watching the Eiffel Tower could wait.