Harry Styles Imagines

"I'll look after you." (P.1)

Hey Guys! So this will be a new series, the updates may be slow, but trust me, the story will be good. Have fun reading, there won't be any smut involved.

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Graduation Day. Finally. Something you have been waiting to come since day one. Something you thought would bring the light, make you smile, give you freedom and the hope to go after your dreams...

But it feels wrong.

Happiness seems to be the wrong emotion to be felt right now.

Happiness is the wrong emotion, especially when you're missing something...someone...

He's missing. 

Gone.

 Forever.

"Y/N!!!" Your childhood best friend, Lays, shakes your hand. "It's break now, do you wanna come to the cafe? She smiles. "Sure-" "Hi Y/N. Congrats on being Valedictorian." "Thanks you Mrs.Twist." "Oh come on, I thought you called me Mom!" You smile. "Yea...I didn't think-" "You think too much. My son told me to give this to you in case...in case things ever turned out to be like this and...here you go." It was a USB. "Oh...thank you very much." "I'll be in the cafe if you need me, take care love." I nod. What would it be? "Y/N. Go see what it is. Don't forget, we're all right here, okay? Call me if you need anything." She gives you a hug and walks away.

You go to the car park and sit on a wooden bench, far away from the ceremony. You keep the laptop on your lap and plug the USB in. There's only one file in it.

"Memories"

You read the name out, a sigh escaping your lips.

Two more files in it when you open it, numbered in order, and you open the one that was labelled '1' . It was a video. You plug in your head phones and play the video.

It was a black screen at first.

Then his face showed up on the screen. 

"Hey Teddy, if you're listening to this it's probably cause I'm not physically there with you at that moment. I know everything happened too soon, but I think it's fate. Maybe if we had gone for longer, we would have been in pain...Ah, let's not assume that. But I can assume that you are looking at the screen right now with your eyes filled up to the brim, clutching your laptop, shivering under the cold breeze...How do you always end up in the most dramatic of places in the most dramatic of times Teds? Talking about that, I'm going to tell you a story, a story of love, a story of loss, a story too short yet somehow too long....Our story."

He wasn't wrong. You were about to cry, you are clutching on to life and you are freezing, but that seems quite the right scenes for the mood you were in.

You closed your eyes as he narrated the story that once was reality, and imagined as if you were there right now.

"Remember the first time we met?"