Imagines (100% Original) 1D, LM, Ed, and Demi.

All Alone- Harry

I don't like how in this story she doesn't sound that much in love, and how he sounds like a cerial killer. But oh we'll.

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I couldn't help but scream a muffled scream, when a hand was clamped over my mouth. What the heck?

"I'm not gonna hurt you." A familiar raspy voice called. I couldn't put my finger on exactly who it was. But, strangely, my breathing slowed a bit and I relaxed at the sound of his voice.

"I promise." He called in my ear again. The feeling of his minty breath on my ear made chills run through my body.

"How do I know that?" I asked, but couldn't even recognize my own words, as his hand was still clamped over my mouth. He laughed at my attempt and released his hand. I turned to face the boy.

He had stunning green eyes and dark curly hair. And nice dimples that showed up when he'd smile. His plain white T-shirt was quite baggy, as his black skinny jeans were the total opposite. He was absolutely gorgeous.

"Im not a killer. Trust me." He laughed again. His voice still raspy. Either he needed to clear his throat, or his voice was like that. Man, he looked so familiar.

"Who are you?" I asked out of curiosity, not being scared anymore.

"Does it matter?" He asked in question form. Hmmm... So when did this become a challenge?

"I suppose not." I challenged back. He wasn't going to get away with this. His dimples dug deeply into his cheeks, as he smiled.

"So, what's your name, love?" He asked, rather sweetly.

"Does it matter?" I asked, smiling at myself for what came out my sarcastic mouth.

"Okay, no more games. Please tell me your name!" He pleaded. But, I wasn't hallow enough to deny this time.

"(Y/N). So, yours?" I said, looking into his forest colored eyes.

"Harry." He said simply. Even more familiar. Just the way he said it, familiar as well.

"Harry What?" I asked really anxious to know. Maybe I'd be able to ring a bell in my head.

"Sorry, love. Can't say." What? Was he a criminal or something? Why not?

"Ugh. Why not?" I begged.

"Because. It's personal." He said. His eyes changed to a darker green, but didn't look too much different. Yep. He definitely was a criminal. I had to get away.

"Im sorry. I... I have to go." I said turning around. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me back to my original spot, not allowing me to move.

"Let go of me you Criminal!" I screamed, hoping someone else would hear, although I was walking alone on the motionless street.

"Is that what you think I am? A criminal?" He said, making me look at him. His eyes looked sad. I nodded, scared of his response.

"No, kitten. Far from it. I promise. I... I'm Harry. Harry Styles." It clicked. He wasn't a criminal. He was THE Harry Edward Styles. International, famous singer in pop boy band, One Direction. My eyes widened as reality struck me. He was standing right in front of me.

"I... I'm sorry. But... B... But why didn't you w... Want me to know your last name?" I said, shaken a bit.

"Because. You wouldn't like me because I'm Harry. You would like me because I'm Harry Styles. And... I don't want that. It's happened before, and I... I just don't want it." He said, gripping at my heart. I felt in love with him the first time I laid eyes on him. Not after I found who he is.

"No, no, no, no. Never. I like you for being Harry. I promise." I said, assuring him. He smiled as he stared at the ground, a bit embarrassed.

"Look. I know we just met and I didn't make such a great first impression, but would you like to meet me at Nando's tomorrow at 8:00?" He asked, making my heart flutter.

"I would adore that." I said simply. I handed him my number and gave him a quick hug. I turned to be on my way, along the thin street, as he departed on his way.

I finally arrived home, and had kicked my shoes off and taken a shower when I got an expected text.

See you tomorrow! Have a good night and sweet dreams, love. Don't think I'll be getting much sleep with you on my mind! Anyways, can't wait for tomorrow! Have a nice sleep!

Love, Harry Xx.