Ohk, so this imagine is REALLY far fetched after certain events, but I know this will probably cheer all the Harry girls up, so hope you like it and spread it around to other friends please :D would mean the world to me ^_^
This was written on New Years day, so if later on the news turns out to be false, then this will just be another lovely imagine for all you amazing people.
This party is A-MAZ-ING. I can't even believe I'm here. I have no clue how I managed to get into this party, or how i managed to get to NEW YORK for New Year's Eve, but I'm so glad I am here.
Ok, so I know how I got to New York. My best friends, Grace and Leigh, had shoved me onto a plane, almost against my will, to take a break from all the heart crushing drama back in London.
---------Flashback-------
Moments ago, I had received a text from my lovable, adorable boyfriend, inviting me to a private practice of his next show in the biggest arena, I, or any of my friends, had ever stepped inside. We had tickets to the show anyway, (courtesy of that lovely boyfriend I mentioned earlier), but I was so desperate to see him that I couldn't wait the next couple of hours.
I drove my car all the way to the concert, using a text ID that he had sent me to get past security at 13 different points. I knew they were popular and had some crazy fans, (I was one of them once), but I didn't realise just HOW far some of them were willing to go to catch a glimpse of my gorgeous guy. I turned the last corner, peering out onto the stage, as the boys finished their final song.
A girl; not even a woman, a GIRL, had grabbed him from center stage. I guessed she was just a part of the crew, probably going over costume ideas or checking that his microphone was working. That was until I walked after them, the spotlights bearing down on me. My eyes flickered towards their shadowing figures just as their lips locked tightly together.
The only thing I could do was run. That was my only reaction, other than to break down and cry. So now, I was slumped, shaking with terror against the dark alcoves of the back stage area, repeating as the undeniable love of my life kisses that whore again and again, like a broken record inside my mind.
A hand comforts my trembling shoulders as a stripey chest finds its way beneath my head.
"Alice? Whats wrong? Is something wrong in Wonderland?" His overly British accent melted my heart as I giggled at his immaturity. Louis always knew how to cheer me up. No wonder he is my greatest friend from the band, sine I seem to have lost Harry.
-----Back to the Present
Yep, that's right. If you hadn't of guessed already, I am in New York to get over Harry Fucking Curly Boyband Edward Le Heartbreak Player Styles, and yes, that is now his full name. You probably recognise the name, seen it on some tabloid paper or gossip show. Yep, that Harry Styles. Curly hair, dimples, the rock hard chest that I was still waiting to see. But, yeah, that Harry Styles, from the boyband, One Direction.
I can't believe I ever trusted that bastard. That was a large fail in judgement on my part, I suppose, but he was just such a gentleman to me that I completely forgot about the constant news reels circling around my existence, constantly doubting my relationship and his love for me.
My friends had pulled me away, not allowing Harry to explain himself, saying I shouldn't allow him to feed me anymore lies. He betrayed my trust, and I shouldn't take him back, but...but...I love him.
I can't deny it from myself and my friends. Evey night he invades my dreams, explaining himself and being extremely romantic, always ending with the build up to the kiss.
Then I wake up, and remember what he did and punch the pillow beneath my head, wishing it was him.
Anyway. I need to stop dwelling on the past.
Somehow, Grace had managed to get us into this absolutely amazing New Years Eve party, and I swear I just saw someone check her out. Whoever he was, he has seemed to grab all of our attention as he beckons her closers. His face is slightly distorted by the lights waving above us, but I can't help feeling like I know him. There is just something about him, I dunno.
Leigh and I were just scoping out the crowd, watching all the happy, carefree, and obviously tipsy people enjoying their last day of 2012. To be honest, I didn't want this year to end, but now, I can't help but be excited for everything to come next year.
"Come on Alice. It's time for you and me to bring his party to life." Leigh jumped in front of me, already fist-bumping the air and swaying to the beat the DJ was playing.
"I didn't realise I was a bottle of alcohol." I smirked, watching her giggle slightly before pulling for my hand.
"Please please please please." She pulled her adorable puppy dog eyes, which reminded me of Louis. They were so similar, it was kind of weird. Both of them were the life of the party and just...so...HYPER.
I finally gave into her desperate guilt tripping and follwed onto the floor, just as the music changed.
A familiar beat came to the dancefloor, before I, Leigh and Grace, from somewhere close, screamed.
It was Kiss You.
Suddenly, a burst of commotion cause everyone to stare as a very drunk looking guy got up on this stage table thing at the other end of the room, singing and hip thrusting in all directions as his friend tried to pull him down. The hip thruster caught my eye as he threw a particularly violent one in my direction, before inaccurately pointing towards me.
As soon as he did that, he seemed to sober up and stare in to my eyes, before shouting something over the crowd. The music was so loud that i couldn't hear him, still unknowing if I was his intended target or not.
Soon, he murged into the crowd, lost from my vision forever.
Leigh and I made our ways further throught the crowd, making awkard dancing side shuffles, before catching Grace and this mystery guy in our sights. They were looped around each other, hands intertwined and I felt really bad for interrupting them, but my curiousity had spiked, and I couldn't imagien how desperate Leigh must be to know whot eh guy is who has seemed to have captured our friends heart.
My heart literally stopped when i saw his face.
"Niall?! What the fuck are you doing here?"
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Ok, so this is the beginning of the imagine for you alice. I decided to split it, and I think you all wll like it hopefully :D I dunno if your friends are actually like that but it fitted the story so I went with that. If you want me to change anything, just comment. I will read it. Looks like my 2000 read will be the other half of the imagine. Hit 2013 off with a bang, and to celebrate 2000 reads. Big moment for me :D It will get more interesting promise xxx
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