Okay so this is a song-shot of Harry with a little Liam. The song I did was Hit Me With Your Best Shot/One Way or Another (Glee Cast Version). If you have any requests for imagines, just let me know! Enjoy!
It’s your birthday and you are super excited. You have been a directioner since, well, forever. For the past few years, most of your gifts have been One Direction related and you can’t wait to see this year’s gifts. As you rip through your presents, you get a few new One Direction t-shirts, a nice new diary, since you filled up your last three, and a beautiful silver bracelet with five little diamonds in the shape of infinity that says “Directioner”. This appears to be the last present, so you turn to your parents.
“Oh guys, this was so amazing! Thank you so-” you begin to gush to your parents, when your mother stops you by holding up her finger. “Shh! Hold on, honey. That’s not all,” she said with a grin and sends a wink in your father’s direction, who smirks at her knowingly. You just stand there, quite confused. Your father walks to the garage and retrieves an incredibly large box.
“Omigosh! What is this?!?” you cry in excitement. You rip off the paper to find a cardboard box that feels extremely light. You open the box to find a smaller box inside. You frown in confusion, but open the box anyway. Inside this box, there is ANOTHER box! “What in the-” you say as you open the newest box to find a wrapped gift. You tear off the paper.
With the paper ripped off, there is a satin-covered box. You lift the lid and inside the box is the best gift you’ve ever received. You scream and start crying. In the box lie two VIP tickets to the One Direction concert. “OMIGOSH OMIGOSH OMIGOSH THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!!” you scream. You look up at your parents, and see your dad holding a video camera and you laugh. “Dad! That’s a bit embarrassing,” you say blushing. He laughs and tousles your hair. You run to your room and get your cell phone and dial {y/bff/n}’s number.
“HEY BIRTHDAY GIRL!!!!” she screams into the phone. You laugh and thank her. “Guess what I got from my parents?” you ask as a smirk forms on your face. “WHAT??” she asks, seeming more excited than you. “CONCERT TICKETS FOR BOTH OF US!! VIP AND EVERYTHING!!!!!” you scream. “OMG OMG OMG OMG I AM TOTALLY FREAKING OUT RIGHT NOW. I’LL GET TO SEE MY LILI,” she says. You laugh and scream back: “AND I’LL GET TO MEET MY HAZZA!!” It just so happens that you are madly in love with Harry Styles, of One Direction, but he doesn’t know that you exist…. yet.
You and {y/bff/n} plan out where to meet so you can drive yourselves to the concert. You sit on your bed and watch One Direction videos until you fall asleep.
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It’s been five days since your birthday and today is the day of the concert. You woke up after a nightmare to realize that today you will get to meet your idols and see them live in concert. You stumble out of bed and grin at yourself in the mirror. “Well {y/n}, today is the big day!” you say and smile. You decide to go make yourself breakfast and then to relax on your couch.
Your phone vibrates and you pick it up to see a text from {y/bff/n}.
“Hey gurlie! We r goin 2 lunch 2day bcuz I have 2 tell you sumthig bout {y/ex/n}.”
Ugh, you inwardly groan. You and {y/ex/n} broke up a while ago because he would flirt with any girl he saw and then show you absolutely no attention. You frown and go get ready for lunch with your bestie.
After you shower, put your make-up on, do your hair, and get dressed, you call {y/bff/n} and head outside to see her waiting in her hot-pink Volkswagen Beetle Bug. You smile and jump in the car as {y/bff/n} speeds away. You squeal and sing along to What Makes You Beautiful, which just came on her radio.
