One direction random-imagine

Harry Styles-Happy

"Hi" exclaimed Marcel, the weirdest kid in school. He's only been going to school with you for a week but he's really dorky. "Hey Marcel" you say trying to be nice.

"We'll I wanted to ask you, my cousin's wedding is coming up and everyone has a date but me. So I wanted to know if... Maybe, you'd go with me?"

"Well" you say thinking of excuses. "I... Guess it could be fun" as soon as you said it you had no idea what you were thinking. But how bad could it really be. Marcel had already walked off very satisfied with your answer. At the wedding you talked to Marcel for a while pretending to be interested. Every once in a while his squeaky voice turned deep and British. It was hot. Now it was time to slow dance with your dates. You and marcel make your way to the center. You see a few familiar faces stare at you and Marcel but you didn't know who they were. Standing so close to Marcel you realized that under his glasses he's very cute. You stared at him for a while thinking he looked familiar to. "So... I really like you and I... Well...." He stuttered

"What Marcel?"

"Will you go out with me" he said a little more confidently.

"Well ok" you say really happy, I love you, Marcel"

You hug him tightly. You spend the weekend over at his apartment. "We would buy a house but we're never in one place to long" he said flatly. You tried to ask why but he waved off the question and changed the subject. His familiar looking mom came in "um.... Marcel" she said seeming to not remember his name "can you come in here for a minute we have to talk."

He stood up and walked in the other room "what!" you hear him say in his deep British voice. He didn't have a squeaky voice anymore. "But I'm having so much fun here"

You tried to hear his mother but she was talking to quietly for you to hear. "Ok I'll have to tell her" there was a pause "no she loves..." He got quieter "she'll fangirl if she finds out" what were they talking about

"Marcel?" You call out. "Yeah," his voice suddenly back to a squeaky American accent. You felt like this was just a big game. He walked back in the room "we gotta talk" I'm leaving in two days, Tomorrow is my last day." Tears sprang to your eyes "oh well where are you going"

"New York" he said.

"Really I'm going to New York tomorrow to I'm going to see the premiere of "this is us" the one direction movie. Will you go with me!"

"I can't"

"Why not" you said upset.

"I have stuff to do" he seemed really nervous.

"Ok well it's getting late. Before I go home and you leave me forever, what do you look like without your glasses?" You asked. You've never seen him without his glasses. At the wedding just imagining him without them was hot. "I don't know" he refused "I can't see without them." Without thinking you desperately snatched the glasses off his face.

"These aren't prescription! What's going on?" You said you looked at him angrily wanting an answer. You dropped the glasses to the floor. You finally realized where you have seen his familiar face and his family. "Harry Styles?" It was Harry Styles. The One Direction star. And most importantly the boy you've loved for 3 years.

"Saskia, I'm so sorry I meant to tell you but I was afraid you'd be mad and-" he was cut off by you pressing your lips to his.

"I'll always love you. Whether your Marcel or Harry." You kissed him again. You kept a relationship wit him and soon married him.