Harry Styles Imagines

Crush Part 2

A/N: Hello lovely readers! Here is Part 2 of this short story. Smut included. Please enjoy. Thank you once again for taking the time to read my writing, greatly appreciate every single one of you. Don't forget to leave your comments, votes, and suggestions! Happy reading!

The next few days feet like a rollercoaster for y/n. She immediately broke up with her now ex. She had packed all of her things and left, not leaving anything behind. Harry was a huge help throughout the whole process. He had even offered y/n to stay with him the time she needed. Although it was tempting, she had declined his offer, not trying to overstep even though he had insisted.

He did however insist on picking the place she would live in because he wanted her to be as safe as possible since she would now be leaving alone. They both agreed on a spot, one where y/n could afford to pay and also meeting Harry's safety expectations. Harry had helped her move in with such no difficulties. Y/n couldn't help but think about how much time her and her were spending together. She couldn't help but also think that he felt sorry for her, and all of the attention was because he had pity for her.

Keep down she truly enjoyed spending time with him. He moved make her days brighter when they were dark. He would make the heartache go away, making her feel better.it was very nice. Tonight, he wanted to take her but to dinner. This could go one of two ways. Either they would get bombarded with paparazzi everywhere or they would actually not get noticed and have a splendid time.

Y/n felt more nervous than usual for tonight. She couldn't pinpoint why but the felt something in her gut as she got ready. She tried to keep it simple tonight, her makeup light and dress simple but elegant. Harry did mention where they would be going, and it was definitely a fancy place. She decided on wearing her hair up in a messy bun with loose curls hanging around. She stared at her reflection in the mirror. She looked beautiful and scared.

Ever since she became single her eyes opened to the many opportunities in front of her. She felt more comfortable within herself, and Harry played a huge part of that. He always told her how beautiful she is and how badass she is. Always hyped her up any way he could, and she loved it.

There was a knock on the front door, making y/n jump a bit. She quickly walked to the door and opened it, being greeted by Harry who had a lovely bouquet of flowers in his hands. Harry couldn't believe how y/n could look even more beautiful each time he saw her. He couldn't help but stare at how sexy she looked in that dress, hugging her body in all the right places. "Are you coming in?", y/n asked, opening the door wider. Clearing his throat, he composed himself and walked into her new apartment. "You look beautiful as always", he says, leaning down to kiss her check in a greeting. A small blush appeared on her face, but Harry couldn't pinpoint if it was just her makeup or due to the small affection.

"These are for you", Harry says, handing y/n the flowers he picked out before coming. "These are lovely Harry. Thank you", she says taking them and quickly putting them in a vase. "Ready?", he asks, holding out his hand for her to take, immediately taking ahold of it. Hand in hand they walked out to the car that was waiting for them. "After you", Harry guides "In inside the vehicle before getting in himself.

"I'm actually quite excited for tonight", y/n says, looking out the car window. "Yeah? How come?", Harry watches her in amusement. He was quite excited as well. Although he usually went out to fancy dinners with other friends this one felt different. All because it will be in the presence of her.

"I'm not sure. I guess I don't go out much to fancy dinners like you", she teases him, causing a chuckle to emit from Harry. "Well, I'm glad you're looking forward to it. I'm excited as well. Feels like we're catching up from stolen time", Harry says, causing yin to look at him and send him a small smile. "Well, I'm all yours now", she says, taking ahold of his hand and giving it a small squeeze.it only she knew what those words meant to him.