One Direction Imagines For You ✔

One Direction

This is the end guys x

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Harry:

You were just getting settled in your car to head home from work when your phone began dancing in your purse. Letting the seat belt slip through your hand and recoil, you reached over to the passenger side fishing for your phone. Finally pulling it out, you were surprised to see it was Zayn calling. Answering the call he sounded a little nervous.

"Um...hey Y/N, what's up?"

You replied with a hello that was just as equally awkward before he continued.

"I...um...I was wondering if you could help me with something. I've been working on this mural for a charity and I kind of need another set of eyes to look it over. Harry's always bragging about how artsy you are so when I told him I needed some help he said I should call you."

Flattered by the fact that Harry referred you to Zayn, you blushed as you cradled the phone. "Sure! I'd love to help you, I was just about to head home but I can stop by now if you like?"

You could hear the excitement in his voice as he shouted, "That's perfect!"

Pulling up to his place you saw him standing outside of the garage, a can of spray paint in hand as he waved you over. Giving you a small hug he said, "I'm so glad you could help me. I know this is totally random. But I need some real criticism, everyone always just tells me my stuff is good, and I need someone to be honest you know?" Knowing all too well the struggle of people 'yesing' you, you nodded. He showed you the mural, explaining the charity, and the concept.

Pursing your lips you studied it before saying, "It's cool, really. I think it could use a bit more juxtaposition with the yellows and reds. And the edges could be a little more...um...clean cut."

"Haha, it's okay. I rushed it I know it's sloppy."

"Oh, okay. I mean it just needs a little dab of paint here, smooth out the lines there, and maybe blend this a little better."

Watching you point to the spots on the wall he smirked before holding out a paintbrush to you. "Well Harry was definitely right, you've got the artsy eye. I'll be done a lot quicker if you help me make those changes...if you don't mind of course."

Accepting the brush you nodded, "of course not."

Staying for about an hour you helped him before heading back home to find Harry anxiously awaiting you. You explained your painting session with Zayn. Bubbling over in excitement, he could tell you were in your element. "Sounds like you had a great time coloring babe."

Punching him playfully you shout, "Not coloring Styles. Painting."

"Whatever you kids call it," he said kissing your cheek."

"Anyways I'm gonna head back over there tomorrow to help him finish. Wanna come?"

"As riveting as that sounds, love, I'll have to pass on that made plans to hang out with Liam."

The next day came quickly and you found yourself back at Zayn's finishing the mural. It was relaxing, you hadn't gotten a chance to draw or paint in ages. Stepping back to take a look at your joint creation he smiled giving you a high five.

"Well that was fun. And it looks amazing."

"Yea feels good to let off some artsy steam again."

"Well you're more than welcome to stop by and help me again anytime."

Missing the feeling of creativity, you couldn't help but take him up on the offer every few days, taking some time to sketch or paint when Harry was busy.