Harry Styles Imagines

#13 New Years (Requested)

This is for you, Kaylie. I hope you like it (it's an AU)! :)xx
Outfit in the pic above. Grease inspired!

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It seemed like only yesterday Harry and I were kissing into 2015. Now, in the final hours of this incredible year, I can say that 365 days of never went by so fast. We had our ups and downs, but like always, we made it out alive.

Nothing will ever be able to drag us down.

As I'm taking a final look in the mirror, Harry's reflection appears behind me. He's wearing a blue-grey button down, black skinny jeans and brown boots; one of his classic looks. I smile as he wraps his arms around my waist. Even this simple gesture set fireworks off in my stomach.

"Well, don't you look beautiful, Miss Kaylie." He places a soft kiss behind my ear, making me shiver. "You should wear stuff like this more often, it suits you," he says, kissing me again. Leave it up to him to make me blush like an idiot.

"Thanks. You look pretty good yourself," I tell him, turning around. The next thing I know, he's passionately pressing his lips to mine. I get lost in the pure bliss of the moment. His lips are so warm, so soft. It's incredible.

He eventually pulls away, leaving us both panting a little. "Time to go." He gives my lips one last peck before before leaving me standing there. What a tease.

The car ride to Nick's house isn't long at all. When we arrive we're greeted by blaring music as well as our friends. Even some faces we haven't seen in ages are there. Tonight was bound to be one like no other.

Too many memory tellings and drinks later, Harry and I find ourselves on the couch along with Niall and Louis. By this point we're laughing at almost everything.

"Guys, the countdown is starting!" Someone yells loudly over the music.

I look up and sure enough, on the TV, the big ball in Times Square is doing it's thing. Quickly, I grab Harry's hand and we both let out an excited laugh.

"Seven... six... five... four... three... two... one!" goes a male voice from the TV.

On cue everyone, including me, screams, "Happy New Years!"

Immediately after that outburst I'm pressing my lips to Harry's. He cups my face with his gentle hands and deepens the kiss. Everything else around us seems to fade away. The following year is a mystery, but I knew together we could make it great.

"I love you so much, baby," He breathes into the kiss.

"I love you more."

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Just in time for 2016. Happy New Years, guys, make it great! :) xx