Imagines

Harry Styles

So I think I'm going to do something different with this and write it in 3rd point point if view.

I'm not sure if it will work the way I want so please, bear with me.

But  other than that I  hope you like it...

Enjoy!!

|They're Just Scary As Hell|

The two walk down the hallway, the large crowd separating making a path for the two to pass through. Harry Styles; the bad boy, the guy everyone fears, his fighting skills are remarkable and his looks are breathtaking. (Y/N) (Y/L/N); the bad girl, she's Harry's best friend, she seems like she's the sweet one, but don't let her looks fool you, she's scary, she fights just as often as Harry does, their skill levels very similar, but she's more into selling and using drugs. Don't get me wrong Harry does drugs as well, but he's more into getting high and sleeping with a random. All girls fall at the feet of Harry Styles, and all guys beg to get with (Y/N) (Y/L/N).

When separated, the two seem lost, they aren't as intimidating when they're by themselves, but when together...

They're just scary as hell.

Harry leans down to (Y/N)'s ear, whispering a small "I'll see you later" before turning into the class. She sends him a bright smile and a wave, and walks to the class across the hall.

"Who were they?" Candace the new girl to the school asks, turning her head to Michael the guy who's showing her around for the day.

"Harry Styles and (Y/N) (Y/L/N) they're best friends and the most intimidating people in school, if I were you I'd stay away from them" Michael tells her, his voice hushed.

"Why? What's so bad about them?" She asks.

"They fight, do drugs, sleep around, they are literally with each other 24/7, they even live together" 

"Oh" She nods and Michael walks Candace to her next class.

(Y/N) pulls her phone out after it buzzes in her pocket, she laughs lightly at the text Harry sent her, before replying back. Their conversation goes on until the bell rings and (Y/N) quickly gets out of the room to meet Harry, her heart beginning to race at the thought of seeing her best friend.

"Hey Gorgeous" Harry teases throwing his arm over her shoulder.

She looks up at him with a grin, her cheeks flushed pink, but she doesn't care. Harry seems to be the only guy that has the effect on her and it's been that way since she was 15, at first she never realized what it was until a few months ago. She denied it for a long time, begging and pleading it wasn't true, but nothing was changing her mind.

(Y/N) was hopelessly in love with Harry Styles.

"Hey Monkey" She says giggling at the nickname she gave him when they were 9.

"Ugh stop calling me that" He groans, making her laugh harder.

"But why? You're my monkey" She teases pinching his dimpled cheek.

"I hate you"

"No you don't" She shakes her head.

"I know" He kisses her cheeks and they reach their hangout, a giant tree in the back of the school. (Y/N) sits down on the patch of dirt and leans back resting against the tree pulling her sunglasses onto her face. Harry takes a seat next to her pulling her closer so her head rests on her shoulder.

"Have you ever wondered what it would be like if we weren't friends?" (Y/N) breaks the silence and Harry's hums.

"Not really, but I'm sure it'd probably be hell. I mean this sounds cheesy and all but honestly, I don't know what I'd do with myself if you weren't with me" He confesses, (Y/N)'s heart skipping a beat "What about you?"