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Harry Imagine for @MaedeeQuilala

Harry Imagine for Maedee. Hope you like it! :)

***Maedee's P.O.V***

My eyes flew open as my ringtone blared out of the phone that was laying right next to my ear. I screamed and fell out of my bed and onto the floor. Rubbing my funny bone, I stood up and took in my surroundings. The only light in the room was a gentle moonbeam coming from outside and from the flickering TV. The end credits to The Notebook were rolling on the screen, meaning the movie had finished. Oh, now I remember! Around 11, I popped in the movie because I couldn't fall asleep. I must've fallen asleep during the movie. Oops. Glancing at the clock, I realized it was about 1:30 AM.

My phone started to ring again, and I picked it up to see Harry's name displayed across the screen. Harry has been my best friend since kindergarten when he spilled his apple juice all over my favorite blouse. Instead of crying and running to the teacher like a normal five-year-old girl, I decided to take my chocolate pudding and dump it all over his mop of curly brown hair. Since that day, we have been best friends.

A few months ago, I started to notice different things about him. Like how he always played with his hair to try and get it fluffed up again. Or how he would smile at the ground with his dimples prominently showing whenever someone gave him a compliment. Thinking it was just because I was getting older and becoming more observant, I brushed it off.

However, now that this has been going on for a few months, I have made a different conclusion. Somehow, somewhere along the road, I have fallen in love with my best friend, Harry Styles.

I knew I had to tell him. It was only a matter of time before he noticed how I blushed whenever he said hi to me or gave me a compliment. Or how my heart would race faster whenever we touched or hugged. I knew I had to. But what if he didn't feel the same way back? That was my biggest fear. Not only would I be humiliated in front of Harry, but I would probably lose my best friend all because of my stupid, crazy female hormones. But I had to. I had to. And I would.

"Hello?" I answered, placing the phone to my ear.

"DeeDee!" his husky voice called out in pure glee.

I winced but smiled at the same time. He knew I despised that nickname. "You know I hate that nickname, Haz!"

"Yeah, but it's special!"

"How is DeeDee special?"

"Because I made it up," he stated proudly. I could almost see the smirk on his face.

"Oh, wow! Yes! Now it's special! Thanks for clearing that up, Haz."

"You're welcome," he cheekily said.

"So what do you want at 1:37 in the morning?"

"I want you to come to the roof. I have to tell you something. It's really important. Please, Maedee," Harry pleaded with me.

Harry and I both had flats in the same building, so we used the roof as our secret meeting place and just as a hangout. Taking a deep breath, I replied. "Sure, Harry. There's something I have to tell you too."

"Great! Meet me in ten!"

I hung up and took a deep breath, rushing over to my closest. Best change out of my PJs. Slipping on loose jeans and Harry's Ramones shirt, I rushed out the door, grabbing my keys and phone as I went. I kept an eye out for Sal, our landlord. He was a crazy old man who always prowled the halls at night to try and catch misbehaving kids that rented out the flats here. Sal always had a keen interest to try and catch Harry and I doing something wrong so he can kick us out. I don't think he likes us too much.