You sit in your bed alone, thinking about your times together, the memories that you had created together. The apartment felt empty without his presence here. His laughter always filled this place with so much joy. You remember the many times you would cook dinner together, sit by the couch and drink a bottle of wine together. The way he would make you laugh with his corny jokes that had no business in being funny at all. The many times you made love with one another. Now it's all gone, only the memories are left. It's been a couple of months since you've parted ways with Harry. You haven't heard from him since you both decided to call it quits on your relationship. Luckily, the breakup wasn't due to infidelity but more because of his hectic work schedule and how you barely got to spend time with one another. The days you did spend time together you both created beautiful memories.
The negative aftermath of the relationship was that you both shared the same circle of friends, hence that's how you two met in the first place. You haven't hung out with them due to fear of running into him. Unfortunately for you, you had to attend the annual Christmas party that one of your mutual friends, Johnny, had every year. You had promised him that you would attend and put your feelings aside for one night. The party is to be held tomorrow at his home. Luckily you had gone out shopping for a dress you would wear. Since it was Christmas, you had decided on purchasing a red dress. You had fallen in love with it as soon as you tried it on. The dress was a deep red velvet dress. It was short and fitting and it had an irregular fur collar that was removable and could adjust to your liking. The dress was simple having only two silver buckles in the front. It also came with a matching pair of gloves. For the look, you would curl your hair and adorn it with a how in the back. You would wear tights and a pair of black heels to complete your look. You were actually pretty excited to get dressed up.
The next morning you went to the gym at 7 in the morning you worked out for about an hour and a half, then went home to shower. You went through your day and felt on edge since you knew that you would see him again. The afternoon came quickly. Johnny always insisted that no one bring anything since he always catered something but you couldn't help but bake your famous brownies. You got dressed for the party, did your hair and makeup, got the brownies ready along with a bottle of champagne and took the Uber to Johnny's house. He lived in a big house to say the least. He worked hard for his money and he always knew how to spend it too. You soon arrived and you walked towards the door and rang the doorbell. Jessie opened the door and once she saw that it was you she squealed with such excitement that you couldn't help but laugh. "Oh my gosh!! I can't believe you showed up! I was afraid you weren't going to" she says pulling you into a hug. "I've missed you so much Jessie", you whispered "I know babe, I've missed you too. I'm so happy that you're here", she says as she grabs the bottle of champagne and brownies from your grasp. You walked inside and see the familiar faces scattered throughout the house. You were amazed at the Christmas decorations around the house. Johnny definitely went all out.
"Guys look who showed up", you hear Jessie say in the kitchen and soon all eyes and smiles were on you. "Y/N I'm so happy that you made it", Johnny says engulfing you in a hug. "Wouldn't miss it Johnny", you say. You say hi to your friends and tried making small talk. Although you were kind of distracted as you looked around the house in search of the man with green eyes and curly brown hair. At the moment, he was nowhere to be seen. By now you had a few glasses of champagne in your systems and you and Jessie just talked for what felt like hours. The bad thing about drinking alcohol was the need to use the restroom and constantly. You excused yourself and went downstairs to the guest bathroom. You did your business, washed your hands, and walked out, but not before bumping into someone's back. "Oh my gosh, I'm sorry", you say as the man turned around to look at the person who bumped into him. You looked up and saw those beautiful green eyes looking right at you.
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Harry Styles Imagines
FanfictionHello everyone! This is my new imagines book. Unfortunately, mine got removed. This will contain my old imagines and new ones, including smut and blurbs. I hope you enjoy my writing. Please support and follow me on Tumblr @xojennyboo. Thank you for...