Harry Styles Imagines

Midnight Memories

For SaharMagdy  All the love. x
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I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling. I've been in bed for two hours, but I can't fall asleep. It's the worst feeling in the world. Looking over at my clock, I see it's just past midnight. If I don't fall asleep in the next ten minutes, I'm going to cry. Real big fat tears.

Ten minutes later, my eyes are filled with tears, but a tap on my window distracts me from my misery. I slowly roll out of bed and walk to my window, hearing the tap again. I pull back my curtains as a rock comes flying at my window. Looking out into the darkness, I see a tall figure, with unmistakable trademark curls.

Opening my window, I lean out and whisper/shout down to him. "Harry! What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to rescue you, ma lady," he bows, making me giggle. He stands up straight, a silly, lopsided grin on his face. "Get dressed and come down!"

I hesitate, knowing tomorrow will be super long and dreadful, but I haven't seen Harry in a few days. Smiling excitedly, I step back inside and close the window. I quickly pull on some skinny jeans and a jumper, and check my hair in the mirror before tiptoeing downstairs, so as not to wake my roommate.

I open the front door and face plant into Harry's chest. He chuckles and wraps an arm around my waist, stopping me from falling. His lips land on my cheek and he slips his hand into mine, pulling me toward his car. I'm all giggles as he walks us toward the Range Rover, and opens the door for me.

"Why thank you kind sir," I curtsy, talking in a posh accent. He giggles and kisses my cheek again before shutting the door. I shake my head at my silly boyfriend, and watch as he walks to his side and opens the door.

It's the middle of January, but he turns the heat up high and rolls down all the windows, blasting The 1975. I laugh as he speeds down the deserted street, the wind blowing through my hair. He reaches forward and changes the station, and the next thing I hear makes me laugh.

"If you like to do the things you know that we shouldn't do, baby I'm perfect, baby I'm perfect for you," Harry starts singing at the top of his lungs. "And if you like midnight driving with the windows down, and if you like going places we can't even pronounce, if you like to do whatever you've been dreaming about, baby you're perfect, baby you're perfect, so let's start right now."

"Woo!" I cheer as the song ends. "Encore!"

"I already went Sahar, it's your turn," he says playfully, making me giggle. I pull out my phone and plug it into the stereo, choosing carefully the perfect song.

"I know you want, know you want to take it slow," I begin singing and Harry laughs. "But think about all the places we could go, if you give in tonight, just let me set you free, we'll touch the other side, just give me the key."

"Cause we got all night, and we're going nowhere," Harry sings, turning down yet another deserted road. "Why don't you stay? Why don't we go there? Let's take a ride, out in the cold air. I know the way, why don't you go there, with me?"

We sing the song at the top of our lungs, laughing at how ridiculous we sound. Niall's solo come up as we reach a stop light and Harry turns to me with a silly expression.

"I don't want you to be, the one that got away, I want to get addicted to you yeah," he sings full out, doing a little dance like Niall would. "You're rushing through my mind, I wanna feel the high, I wanna be addicted don't say, "No", just let go."

I giggle and start into the next part, Harry harmonizing with me beautifully. We idle in the middle of the street and finish the song while the light turns from red to green and back to red. Once it's over, I sit back in my seat with a laugh, looking out the window.

"Straight off the plane to a new hotel," Harry, sings as the music comes on and I whip my head around to look at him, a large smile on my lips. "Just touched down you can never tell."

We spend half the night driving around and singing at the top of our lungs, and the other half at the park, swinging on the swings and going down the slide.

That is how we ended up at the beach at 5 in the morning. Harry is laid on the blanket next to me, staring out at the sea, the sounds of waves crashing surround us.

I just look at him, my eyes roaming every detail. He's so incredibly beautiful, I don't know how I got so lucky. He wraps an arm around me and pulls me closer so my head is on his chest. The sun starts to rise over the vast ocean, lighting the sky with orange and yellow and blue.

"I love you Sahar," Harry mumbles into my hair. I tilt my head up to look at him, my heart hammering in my chest as he says those three words for the first time.

I feel nothing but pure love and longing for this man, I can't contain it any longer. "I love you Harry."

A slow smile forms on his lips and he leans down, pressing them to mine in a soft kiss.

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