Imagine:
It's your birthday and your boyfriend Harry hasn't called once! You knew he wasn't going to be able to make it home, but you couldn't understand why he couldn't spare five minutes to call you, or even answer your calls and texts. All of his fans and all of the other boys had at least tweeted you and Niall had even called you to say happy birthday. Why was it so hard for your own boyfriend to call?
You got pulled out of your questioning state by your best friend calling, asking if you wanted to go to the mall (or plaza or shopping centre depending on where you're from). You didn't want to spend your birthday moping around depressed, so you agree.
Once you got to the mall, you got a huge surprise. The entire front entrance had been turned into a stage and all of your friends and family were standing in the audience. There was a little path through the middle strewn with rose petals and Harry stood at the end. He walked down and brought you to the front.
"Did you really think I'd miss seeing you on your birthday?" He asked with a grin. You smile and stare into his green eyes.
"But all of this babe?" You question.
"Do you like it?" He asks.
"I love it!" You grin.
"And I love you!" With that, he kisses you on the lips gives you a quick hug and they sing all of your favourite songs, starting with Little Things and ending with What Makes You Beautiful.
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One Direction Imagines
FanfictionHey guys, for this series I'm taking requests for imagines (dirty or clean whatever your preference) so please send in your requests with which boy. Don't forget to comment and vote!
