Marcy & Harry

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Imagine 6; Marcy and Harry

"Here you go, miss." the lady at Starbucks said, handing me my coffee. "Thank you!" I said back politely. I had gotten a caramel chocolate ice coffee, like every morning. "Yep." she said back. I walked out of the door, ringing the bell while I went to exit.

As I stroll peacefully down the street, I decide to put my earphones in. I push play and shuffle on my play list. Shortly afterwards, I feel a cold liquid on my chest, and a boy's torso colliding into mine. "Oh my God! I'm so sorry, beautiful! I didn't mean to!" I heard a deep British accent say.

"It's okay, I guess." I said trying to wipe it off of my clean white shirt. "I am so so so sorry!" I looked up and saw beautiful, hazel curls along with piercing green eyes that were absolutely electrifying."I-I said i-it's.... Uhm.... Alright." I stumbled for words, lost in his wonderfully beautiful appearance. "Can I make up for it?" he asked politely.

Uhmm.. How exactly?" I wondered curiously. "Maybe I could treat you to dinner this Friday. A movie, too? What do you say, Love?" I felt my cheeks flush red hot. They turned the color scarlet. "S-sure.. Uhm?" I said about to address him by his name. "Harry Edward Styles, at your service!" he exclaimed the way that a prince in a fairy tale would. "Marcy." I said introducing myself.

****FLASH BACK OVER*****


"And you were stumbling for words like a fool!" Harry laughed. "At least I wasn't clumsy enough to walk straight into a girl." I countered. "But if that wouldn't have happened, we wouldn't be together today." he said with puppy dog eyes. "True, true. I love you, Mr.Styles." I said looking back at him from the photo album. "And I love you, Mrs.Marcy Styles." he whispered kissing my cheek.

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