harry styles imagines (tumblr)

party encounter.

the glam light above her head, emitting a soft glow on the familiar faces of the party. the wind enterring the private party through the balcony, velvet curtains dancing in the wind.

you let out a sigh, wishing the party to get over already. maybe, this was the perks of being a celebrated singer at a young age.

your luck played a huge role in being successful and you couldn't be thankful. but, it surely comes with a cost. you glanced around the small-packed crowd, your hand occupied from the glass of champagne.

observing the people, there was boys and girls, charming one another. few celebrity friends having a casual talk, few others reciprocating the attraction they had to one another, few others having cheeky talks with handsome men. you, on the other hand, sitting on a stool, with a wine glass and red lipstick stain.

it wasn't like you needed to talk and flirt with them, attracting the photographers on you, the media would have a crazy field day at the work early morning if you really did that, considering you're really private about your life outside the fame. you simply chose to not give them the wanted attraction they desired.

you were glowing tonight. the black dress was hugging your curves at the right places, the slit showing off your right smooth leg off as you sit elegantly. your hair let loose behind your back, your red lipstick making you look like an angel.

you went on with distinguishing the people, occasionally looking for a potential male or female to get flirtatious because the wine is giving you the mood to do so.

that is until your gaze stopped at a tall man, dressed in full black suit. tousled hair with cheeky smirk, he was looking at you.

you swallowed your own saliva in your mouth and looked down. your brows furrowed as you thought what was he doing here.

you knew he would be coming since almost every famous celebrities in the downtown of LA was invited after all, so you shouldn't be surprised. but still, he remained as your ex.

you took a large gulp of the remaining wine and slammed the glass slightly with a little noise from the counter. you looked back at him once again, the wine giving you enough confidence to look at him again, without trembling. he was looking at you, his gaze never left you.

you slowly turned away from his gaze, looking forward. you smirked a little to yourself as you ordered the same drink again from the bartender. suddenly, the whole confronting him ordeal was giving her a boost of confidence.

you waited for your drink with your leg crossed over another, showing more of your smoothly shaved leg off to the point where it was borderline, dangerous. you thanked the man with flirty smile when he returned with her drink in his hand.

as you were about take a sip, you felt a warm hand on your exposed back, giving you shivers as he took a seat beside you. his clothed leg slightly touching your exposed one.

his hand still behind your back as he rubbed your back. he was too close for a couple who broke up few months ago. too close, you could see his little chest hair from his unbuttoned shirt.

he removed his hand from your back and you almost let out a whine, but instantly placed it on your exposed leg. your breath hitched on your throat, even after these months, he had an effect on you.

"what are you doing here alone?"

you almost roll your eyes at him. the act that he still cares about you is making your heart beat two times faster than it was. but rather, you took a sip from his drink and faced him.

"what do you think i'm doing here?"

you winced at yourself upon hearing your slightly rude reply. your reply made him look at you with frown he grew out his hair a little and now its a mess from the constant fixing and running his hand in his hair. he looked flawless and like an angel, you hated that about him the most.