Harry Styles Imagines

17 - Rather Be

HELLO so this imagine is one of my own, not requested and it's kinda based off of the music video Rather Be by Clean Bandit. i've decided that i don't want to write about abusive harry all the time soo yeah enjoy :-)

Rather Be

"Y/N, wake up. You're going to be late for school again," my mother pressed.

"Harry," I mumbled as I blinked my eyes open. Why did she have to wake me up?

"What did you say?" Mom furrowed her eyebrows.

I turned by back to her, "Uh, what? Oh! Um, hairy! Your arms are hairy. Felt like a gorilla."

Yikes, shouldn't have said that. Her mouth parted as she examined her arms, and then she yanked my blanket off, "Get up. I am not coming back in here!"

She stalked away and I pulled the blanket back up with a scowl. I hated school so much. It's not that I was being bullied because I'm not, it's because no one appreciates me at all. Not even my family.

I hear footsteps coming closer again and I throw the blanket off my body in a hurry and get dressed. By now I'm in my kitchen eating a bowl of cereal and watching the news with my dad.

"Hurry, hurry," my older brother Kyle says to me while he grabs his backpack.

I jump up and toss my bowl in the sink and as I walk towards the door I'm almost certain that I saw a mop of curly hair on the weather screen. He slightly turns and I swear that its a side profile of Harry Styles from One Direction.

I bump into Kyle accidentally from my glued eyes and I turn towards him, "Oh, sorry."

"Come on," he grumbles and pushes me foward.

With wide eyes, I take a last look at the TV and it's not Harry anymore, but back to the usual old man.

During the entire school day, I forgot about what occurred earlier that morning. I studied on my school work the entire day. Soon, school hours were over and it was time for me to start work. Once out, I unlocked my bicycle and started pedaling down the road.

The place I worked at was a restaurant names Benihana's and afterwards I would volunteer for the unfortunate people before heading home. When I walked inside with my uniform on, my manager, Jaide, told me to get started right away.

I rushed behind the stove and retrieved my materials to start cooking. I looked around and all the men were grumpy and in business suits so to lighten the mood I started singing a song from One Direction.

I started getting really into the song when I began to hear more people singing the same thing. I snapped my head up and the guys were no longer grumpy but now singing the current song. I leaned over and I was 99.9% sure that Harry and Niall were in the last seats, singing as well.

My eyes widened and I smelled the burning food and hurriedly took it out of the pans. When I glanced up again, the men weren't singing anymore. But instead they were acting like nothing has happened.

Weird, I thought and served them their food. When I was done with my shift, I got on my bike stopped by the store to buy myself a pair of new shoes. I found the pair I wanted and payed the cashier.

"They're nice, I had me a pair like these before!" An irish voice laughed.

Dropping my change that was in my hand I looked around but there was no sign of Niall. I handed my money over and I couldn't believe that my eyes were showing me that Niall himself was the cashier here. I stood paralyzed, and took my change from him.

It seemed like I was still in a trance as I walked away, but when I spun around again, Niall wasn't there anymore. I sighed and decided to just head home.

That evening, after doing my homework, I crawled into my bed and nothing consumed my dreams except Niall Horan.

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hellooo part two will be posted!!

all i ask for is that 3 people go on the wattpad account @invisiblestyles and vote for any of the two fanfics and comment "done" (i will check). Its my other account and i will greatly appreciate it!! until then, I won't update,, bye loves <3