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harry._styles._imagines Chapter 32: Harry's POV "Guys quiet down she will be here any minute!" I say to everyone. Jackie and I got all of her friends and even her family over for a surprise party. Kind of like a 'good-bye party' but supposed to be happier. It was a struggle trying to get her parents here since she literally came from their house. But we managed to get them out right after she left, and I took a little detour..I may or may not have been speeding..but hey it worked and they are here. I see her pull up in her car. I can't see her face but ik that's her car. "Everyone hide!" Jackie yells. We all get into place. There's not too many of us 20 at the most, because I'm not sure how many old friends her parents invited. It sure seems to be taking her a while to get out of the car. But when we all hear her car door close, that's when we get dead silent. Not a single sound except breathing. In which everyone was trying to keep quiet on that too. She opens the door and we wait for her to turn on the lights and close the door. And then... "SURPRISE!" She jumps back against the door and does a small squeal. Jackie greats her first with a hug. Y/n still seems taken back. "What is all this?!" She asks Jackie. "It's a going away party! But a happy one!" She is smilin ear to ear. Y/n on the other hand doesn't seem so happy..."and we will still have our sleepover" y/n smiles this time, but it seems put on. I get closer to her and Jackie and I hear Jackie whisper to y/n, "what's wrong?" She smiles and says "nothing" and practically brushed it off. "We'll talk later." Jackie says to her louder then a whisper this time so it was much easier to hear. People were talking to each other and there was some music playing. Not really loud but enough to hear it over the chatter. Everyone was waiting to congratulate y/n and tell her they will miss her, but I could tell something was wrong. And I'm not going to allow her to brush me off like she did Jackie. Even though she's her best friend and I probably won't get much better if a response I'm going to try hardest. And I'm not taking no for an answer. So I walk away and let everyone else talk to her first. 3h

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stylesfanfics Chapter 35
Bria’s POV
Zayn and I were almost at the end of the movie, and I had to admit that so far it wasn't as bad as I thought it was to be. The beginning of the movie had been a bit slow and a bit too cookie cutter with beginning almost all these contemporary movies had, but it began to pick up a bit more maybe about an hour or so in.
Some parts were a bit confusing but I felt like I probably would've understood some of those things a bit better if I had actually paid attention more at the beginning of the movie. But I couldn't help not paying attention to it, it had bee boring. Some movies, like books were just hard to get into to begin with.
Zayn and I pretty much remained in the same spots and positions on my bed. Only have now and then repositioning at bit after getting tired of sitting one way for too long.
Even though the room was dark, the TV was still illuminating a majority of the room, and I noticed Zayn inching closer to me again like he has done earlier. I didn't want to think too much of it though so I just decided that he was only trying to find a different way to position himself.
I was pretty much focused on the movie for the most part, but sometimes my mind would start to wonder. Mostly about Zayn and the fact that I still didn't have a definite reason as to why he was here.
I guess that that is my own fault though because I changed the subject before he could go more in depth of why he was here about Harry. I just didn’t want to discuss anything about Harry with Zayn of all people.
Avery was the only person who I would talk about Harry with and even then it was still a bit uncomfortable and weird at times to do so because she would just get too excited about everything that I would tell her about whatever Harry and I had done that day. (comments)
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  •   stylesfanfics Sometimes when she had her glass half fill attitude, it could get annoying at times, but I guess that we balanced each other out since I usually had my glass half empty attitude as she would put it even though I didn’t really see my attitude that way. Back to Zayn though, I figured at this point it was too late to get back on the topic of way he was here, especially since we were in the middle of a movie.
    I mean it couldn’t have been something bad about Harry because I’m sure Avery would’ve mentioned it to me since Zayn said he had mentioned whatever this was to her. I just couldn’t see how she wouldn’t tell me though.
    Usually right when she hears something about Harry or someone tells her something about him, she tells me right away. And when I say right away I mean the second that she finds out, she’ll text me, call me, tell me in person, which ever why was the quickest for her.
    She was just so interested in this whole Harry thing and it was all thanks to those damn movies. Unfortunately though, I was currently watching one of those damn movies. I was so engrossed in the current scene of the movie that I didn’t notice that Zayn had moved himself closer to me and was now looking at me instead of the TV screen.
    I turned to face him to tell him to pay attention to the movie, but just as I turned my head towards him, he abruptly placed his hand on my cheek and forcefully placed his lips on mine.
    Kissing him now wasn’t the same as it was at the parties. For one, we were in my dorm room and not at a party. Another thing was that he was just kissing me, that was all; normally Zayn usually had both our shirts off by now.
    I was about to pull away but he pulled me back. I couldn’t help but compare this kiss to the one that I shared with Harry just the other day. 7h
  •   stylesfanfics Normally I would just be numb to it all, it could kiss a ton of people and it would all feel the same to me. I just kept comparing him to Harry right now. I hated the fact that I now realized that I actually felt something when I was kissing Harry.
    With Zayn or with anyone else I didn’t feel anything. But with Harry, I don’t know, I just didn’t feel numb to it all and I couldn’t decide if that was a good thing or not or if I liked it or not.
    I continued to kiss Zayn though, and it felt guilty and a bit unsettled by the fact that I couldn’t help but imagining that Zayn was someone else right now. This went on for another minute or two before the lights suddenly flipped on and the door was opening.
    I instantly pulled away from Zayn and moved myself away from him to the other side of the bed and tried to play off like nothing had happened and we’d just been watching the movie this whole time. “Whoa, am I interrupting something?” Avery asked as she walked in, closing the door behind him. “No,” I answered to quickly, and at the same time I here Zayn quietly muttered a “yes” under his breath.
    “Um, okay then…” Avery trailed off as she set her purse down on her desk.
    She was giving me a look and I knew that that meant she was going to be asking me more about this later. “Well I think I’m going to leave now,” Zayn said after a few more minutes of silence passed. “Good idea,” Avery told him and I just stayed silent as Zayn got up from where he was sitting on the bed and left the room. 7h
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snabble_ HAPPY BIRTHDAY WINNNIEMISIEKEIEKEIEIK!!!! you're the main homie. don't even think about moving to Nevada because I will come to your house and shove you in a potato sack because I don't want you to leave me. you're so pretty and such an amazing singer. and I'm serious about the potato sack thing. I'm so glad we met this year because I don't know what I would do without you in the mornings. you're like my morning coffee. and you have to do my make up before you go. LOVE YOU GIRLIE!! #onedirectionfanfics #grandmagoals 2d

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stylesfanfics The candlelight dives the whole room into a dim light. A little lamp is lit up in a corner, next to the huge, white couch. The lamp adds a bit more light to the gleam of the candles.
Harry invited me over to cook for me. When I arrived and entered the living room which was nicely set up, I realized that he tried everything to make it as perfect as possible and that he doesn’t want anything to go wrong. Not that a small mistake could ruin this beautiful date with him anyway.
“The food is delicious,” I tell Harry and when I look up, I can recognize his cheeks becoming a different color. His lips form into a smile.
“Thank you,” he shyly mumbles. His eyes observe my face and the smile widens a bit, “You look…I think you look very beautiful tonight, Alyssa. I mean, don’t get me wrong. Everyday, I mean you look beautiful every single day but..I...”
“Thank you, Harry. You don’t look bad yourself,” I say and give him a reassuring smile.
He has been so nervous the entire evening already. Harry places the wine glass back on the table, or at least he tried. The bottom of the glass hits the edge of the plate and he spills the red wine all over his white button up shirt.
His green eyes widen as he looks at his now red and wet shirt. Without further ado, I get off my seat and rush over to Harry who helplessly looks at his white shirt turning red.
“Of course this had to happen,” Harry mumbles and I use a napkin and try to blot dry his shirt but it won’t work.
“It’s like impossible to get red wine out of clothes, especially white clothes,” I say and realize that this information doesn’t help Harry at all.
“I’m sorry,” Harry says and grabs my wrists to put my hands away, “I will just…I’m going to change and, yeah I’ll be right back. Five minutes or so,”
Quickly, Harry gets up and hurries out of the room. I get up from the floor since I have knelt next to his chair and took a seat. Letting out a sigh, I wait for Harry to come back. After ten minutes, I get worried. He isn’t back yet and knowing Harry he never takes long to change clothes. (comments)
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  •   stylesfanfics So, I get up from the chair and approach his bedroom when I hear a noise coming from the bathroom. Carefully, I put my ear against the wooden door and try to make out a sound but it is silent. I open the door, though and see Harry sitting on the edge of the bathtub. His shirt which once was white is unbuttoned and reveals his tattooed chest.
    Harry looks up. His green eyes are watery and he quietly sniffles. It breaks my heart to see him cry because of such a small thing.
    “Hey,” I whisper and kneel down in front of him. My fingers touch his cheek, “Why are you upset? Everything’s fine,”
    “This date was supposed to be perfect. O planned everything and everything seems to go wrong. The food was burned so I had to improvise, I nearly slipped when I helped you to get out of your jacket and now I spilled red wine all over my shirt,” Harry says and sighs, “I wanted to impress you, Alyssa, and it didn’t work,”
    “There was no need to try and impress me, Harry. I loved the date and I enjoy having you around me and I like you being so clumsy and shy. You’re cute,”
    “Cute,” Harry huffs, “It makes me look like a wimp,”
    “Hey, don’t be so hard on yourself. I loved every second of our date. Actually, I still really enjoy it,” I say and look at his tattooed chest. My index finger traces over his collarbones. Harry watches my finger tracing along his bones.
    “You do?” Harry asks, sounding more encouraged now. I smile and nod. My index finger travels up his neck up to his jaw line, along his cheekbones and down to his lips.
    “Very much even,” I say and our faces are only inches away from each other now. Harry leans in but a second before our lips would meet he pulls away again. Shyly, he looks down and shakes his head. 2d
  •   stylesfanfics “I should clean up the mess I’ve created in the living room,” Harry mumbles and tries to stand up but I hold him in place. My fingers slip underneath his soaked shirt and I push it off his shoulders.
    A fire flickers in his green eyes and we smile at each other. Quickly, so he can’t back away this time, I lean in and kiss him. At first he is hesitant and reserved but soon he gives in and his hands travel up and down my back.
    “The living room can wait,” I mumble and pull him with me, out of the bathroom and into his bedroom, closing the door behind us. 2d
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dearzoe_ Chapter 2
Before 11 years ago
During the days following the dinner with the Styles family, I rarely saw Harry leave his house. I wasn’t intentionally checking whether he was cooped up in his house. I involuntarily noticed his absence in the outside world. I spent the rest of the summer either at the pool with Lee or playing with dolls, or whatever we could find, in Lee’s house. Being an only child, my parents didn’t feel the need to buy extravagant toys for me to play with since it was just me. On the other hand, Lee had one older sister and two older twin brothers.
One afternoon, I think it was the week before school started, I saw Harry walk out with his parents to greet a family through the window in my room. The family had three boys around our age. Mr. Styles opened up their trunk to grab three large suitcases. The family must’ve been visiting from wherever the Styles used to live. Harry smiled the same toothy grin I saw when he first my parents, but this time I could see it was a little bit…. off. He smiled too wide, too big, and it never reached his eyes. When the other kids ran into their house and the parents engaged in conversation, I saw him look down at the grass. He frowned and seemed tiresome. He suddenly looked up towards the direction of my window and I quickly crouched down, praying he didn’t see me. How could I explain that I was simply observant, instead of stalking him, when we barely spoke. I decided to leave my hiding spot and walk downstairs, without glancing at the window a second time.
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  •   dearzoe_ When second grade started, everyone was talking about the curly haired, new boy in our class. Quietly, he introduced himself to the class. “Hi, I’m Harry Styles. I just moved from Holmes Chapel in England.” He stared at his feet the whole time. I could hear all the girls giggling, probably over his accent that I never noticed before during our brief conversations. Audrey waved to Harry to the empty seat next to her. He reluctantly walked towards the chair and slumped down. I rolled my eyes at Audrey’s somewhat successful attempt of befriending Harry. In the back of the room, I frowned as he silently sat in his seat, emotionless. “Of course, Audrey likes him. I bet she’ll make him play Barbie with her.” Lee said bitterly to me. “Yeah..” I replied.
    Once school started, I saw even less of Harry outside of school. Each day he would come to class and sit quietly in his seat next to Audrey. He never bothered making conversation with anyone, but Audrey still constantly chatted with him as if he were engaged in a conversation with her. One day after two months of school, I was drawing on the sidewalk with chalk when I saw come out of his house and begin swinging on the swing set in his front yard. I couldn’t help but stare and his sudden appearance in the world. “What are you looking at?” He said tauntingly. I paused for a moment before I spoke. 4d
  •   dearzoe_ “Why do you always stay at home? Don’t you want to play? You’re always so quiet at school.” Oh, little me with no filter whatsoever. “Why do you ask so many questions?” This time he asked without any attitude. I replied with a shrug. “Aren’t you lonely? You know you can always play with me and Lee.” I offered. He groaned and rolled his eyes, and jumped off the swing. “I’m fine!” He proclaimed. “Why wouldn’t I be? You’re so annoying with all of your questions. I’m leaving.” He proceeded to stomp back into his house. Wide eyed and mouth open, I sat there stunned at what happened. 4d
  •   dearzoe_ I was so stubborn back then. Probably still am. I thought I could help the boy across the street. I thought a few game could fix his cold and distant demeanor or simply offering a friend to depend on, but I was sadly mistaken. A broken and shattered person will only ruin everything they touch, even the sturdy and strong. It doesn’t matter which point you are in your life, sometimes it’s just too late. 4d
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stylesfanfics Chapter 34
Bria’s POV
“It’s about Harry,” is what Zayn had said he was here about.
Now I definitely was not expecting him to say that. If anything I thought he was were from some minuscule reason like he needed help studying for something for one of his classes or there was something going on back home. I thought it was just going to be something that he needed advice on.
He had mention that he told Avery when he was saying that he didn’t know if Avery had said anything to me about it. Avery had told me a lot of things about Harry, but it was never anything I didn’t know before. We usually just talked about Harry after I had hung out with him.
So I wasn’t sure what Zayn had to say about Harry that he was talk to Avery about it first. I get why he was coming to be with something about Harry, but why Avery? It’s not like I cared at all, I was just confused.
I also didn’t understand what business Zayn had involving Harry. I don’t even think the two have spoken to each other before. I guessed that maybe Zayn was here because he saw Harry doing something or he wanted to confront me about bringing Harry to the party.
Maybe Avery had told him about what happened between Harry and I. I don’t see why that would bother Zayn at all thought because nothing really notable happened between Harry and I.
Maybe he just saw be and Harry heading back to the game room at the party and wanted to ask if anything happened between us, even though it wasn’t Zayn’s place to ask that.
I wasn’t with Zayn, just because we hooked up occasionally doesn’t mean I had any sort of commitment to him, I could do as I place and so could he.
Instead of driving myself mad with the thoughts swarming my head of what Zayn could want to say about Harry, I realized that I might as well ask him so he would tell me. (comments)
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  •   stylesfanfics “What about Harry?” I asked, trying my best not to sound defensive, it just wanted to know what business Zayn has with this whole Harry thing.
    He’s the only always saying that he wants to talk about something else when the group was discussing Harry at lunch. “Um I just wanted to say something to you, let you just be aware of this before this whole relationship with Harry gets too complicated,” Zayn told me. “Please elaborate on what you mean by the whole relationship getting too complicated,” I told him, getting a bit irritated. “Harry and I hardly have a friendship, let alone a relationship,”
    “Yeah but Harry wants a relationship with you,” Zayn retaliated.
    “That doesn’t mean I want one. Just because Harry wants a relationship with me does not fucking mean there is going to be one, it doesn’t mean shit,” I defended, trying my best not to raise my voice anymore than it was probably already raised. “Damn, calm down, not need to flip out at me,” he said, raising his hands up in defense.
    “Well there was no need for you to come in here saying that just because Harry wants to be with me that it’s automatically going to happen when it’s definitely not,” I told him.
    I was surprised when his response was just a small with a laugh following behind it. “What?” I asked, my irritation slowly decreasing because now I just wanted to know what was so funny.
    As he continued to have a grin on his face, letting out a few small laughs, I couldn’t help but smile back even though I really didn’t have any reason or need to smile right now. 4d
  •   stylesfanfics “What are you laughing at?” I asked him. “You,” he responded with no thought. “Me?” I questioned. “Yes you,” he said with a laugh. “Why?” I asked him.
    He just shrugged as he scooted a bit closer to me on the bed. The smile faded off my face as I let out a sigh and scrunched my shoulders up, casually trying to move a bit further away from him since I felt like he was sitting too close. I wasn’t sure if he noticed or not, but I guessed that I didn’t really care.
    Zayn still had a small smile on his face, and he kept staring at me. I noticed his hand inching closer to mine and slowly inched it away. I was beginning to feel a bit uncomfortable and awkward with his eyes still on me.
    I should be used to getting stared at since Harry does it all the time, but with Harry it’s more expected from him. With Zayn, it’s weird and uncomfortable since he is one of my closest friends and this isn’t usually something he does so it isn’t just part of the norm like when it comes to Harry.
    At this point, I didn’t really care anymore why Zayn was here to talk about Harry or what he had to say about Harry, I just wanted to put an end to this awkward conversation.
    As much as I wanted to flat out wanted to tell him just to go ahead and leave, I figured that that wasn’t the best idea since I was trying to reduce the amount of situations that I mess up this week and the amount of people that I make angry or feel out of place. 4d
  •   stylesfanfics “So I was watching this movie that Avery had bought,” I gestured at the TV.
    Zayn just nodded, thankfully going along with my want of changing the subject. “How is the movie?” he asked as we watched the people on the screen moving without sound since I had muted it. “Terrible, like all the movies that Avery buys,” I told him. “Want to watch it?” he suggested, that grin still on his face. “Why not,” I said as I got up from the bed to unmute the movie and restart it.
    I hadn’t gotten very far into the movie so I didn’t mind rewatching what I had already seen of the beginning. I had turned off the lights in the room so I’d make a better environment for watching the movie. I just had to hope that Zayn didn’t get any ideas.
    I was about to just go ahead and sit down at my desk even though I didn’t want to because I would get uncomfortable after awhile. Zayn however patted the spot next to him on the bed again so I would go sit next to him instead. I rolled my eyes but went ahead and sat there anyway. 4d
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