Harry Styles Imagines

Friends

A/N: Hello! For starters a huge apology for not being consistent with the updates. It's tax season and I work in tax and it's been a hectic few months. Here is a small update, I hope you enjoy. As always thank you so much for reading. Don't forget to vote, like, share, reblog. Thank you! Enjoy.

You sit in your living sofa watching your group of friends making themselves home. You were very fortunate to have a handful of friends that you trusted 100 % and that they trusted you. Today was movies and game night.it was the perfect weather to stay in and hang out. Each person was in charge of bringing snacks or a game. Luckily for you, you had plenty of snacks in your cabinets and a few game boards. One by one each friend arrived at your house filling you quiet living room with playful chatter and laughter. You lived by yourself, and your house was never this loud unless some of your friends were here. The good thing about tonight was that they were also going to stay the night to keep you company.

As you distanced yourself from the crowd, which included 5 friends in total, you couldn't help but smile at their interactions. They were currently finishing their dinner which consisted of your favorite Chinese food spot down the road. Everyone loved it there, and the employees were always super nice. You were already finished eating do you gave them their space to eat. "Now what could you possibly be doing here sitting by yourself?", your friend Harry says, placing his arm behind your head on the edge of the sofa. "Watching" you simply say to him. "What's so entertaining about watching us idiots?", he chuckles. You simply point at Michael and Derek who were playfully bickering about who would take the last egg roll. Both of you watched the interaction and chuckled when Michelle was the one to eat it. "Yeah, you're right. It is entertaining "he says.

You lean your head against his shoulder and closed your eyes a bit. You and Harry had a weird between the two of you. Each one knew about the attraction for one another, but nothing was ever done about it. You both consistently flirted with each other, and both were very protective. He would sometimes stay the night at your house just because. You could talk to him about anything and everything but when it came to your feelings you found yourself speechless. "What's going on in that head of yours?", you hear him ask, his hand reaching to your hair to play with it. "Nothing and everything all at once", you say, your words causing him to chuckle. "So specific", he mumbles. "Ready for a long night?", he asks. "Not really but it shall be fun. We just need some alcoholic beverages to pipe up the mood", you say, getting up from your comfy spot on the couch and walking over to your alcohol cellar. You feel Harry's presence behind you as you looked at the different bottles and deciding on what drinks to make.

"What are we thinking tonight? I can make mojitos or margaritas. We also have beer. Ooh and I also got a new bottle of wine", you say excitedly. "If someone else heard you they would think you'd have an alcohol issue", he chuckles making your eyes roll in response. "Oh please. You and I both know I do not", you say, attempting to reach up towards the shelf to get your new wine bottle. You, being short wasn't helping the situation. "Here, let me", Harry says, placing his hand on your hip and reaching up to the top shelf to reach the bottle. In this very moment it felt like time stood still. His chest pressed against your back. His hand gently placed on your hip for leverage. Your breathing becoming shallow at the close proximity. You didn't dare look in his direction, instead looking at his movements.

Once he reached the bottle, he handed it to you, his piercing green eyes looking straight at you. You felt like this small cellar was closing in on you as he stepped closer to you. "Thank you", you whispered, his face becoming closer and closer. Your eyes were glued on his perfect pink lips, wanting them to touch yours. But, as soon as they were Michelle came barging into the cellar, Harry taking a huge step back away from you, increasing the distance. "There you guys are, we're waiting on you ", she says taking a look between the two of you. "Ill wait with the guys", Harry says, excusing himself as he exited the cellar. Michelle narrowed her eyes at you, making your cheeks turn a bright pink. "Well, did he finally kiss you?", she playfully asks. "No. But he was about to before you walked in", you whine at your rest friend, your childish reaction causing her to giggle as she dragged you out of the room. "It will happen tonight. I'm sure of it", she confidently says. "As long as its not forced. I don't want to push anything. If we both want the same thing it'll happen", you say, placing the bottles on the kitchen counter.