Harry Styles Imagines

Doorstep

Personal for Daphne, you know who you are😏

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My family had always thought I was crazy because I was so determined to earn my own money and move out as quickly as possible. Eventually they learned to accept it and helped me finalise the move into a nice and secured apartment building.

It wasn't anything grand or 5 star but it had electricity, water, cleanliness and was in my price range. It was basically a dream come true of mine.

I first began to work two jobs until I managed to earn enough to maintain a sustainable living. Then Ofcourse I resigned on one and kept to the better and higher paying job.

On my floor, I only knew 3 of the 10 people. In room 32, there was Ms Turnboil whom I absolutely adored. She occasionally invited me for dinner in her beautiful home when her husband was away on business. She was roughly in her sixties but managed to look so young.

Room 34 lived the Jacksons. They were American French. Their father who had left them years ago was French whilst the mother was American. I occasionally babysat Claudia's twins and the oldest boy but recently I hadn't seen them.

Lastly, there was room 35 which was next to my room 36. There lived a guy, a really handsome guy named Harry who lived alone. He was in university and a super sweet guy. He occasionally dropped me to work when the buses were down but other than that, I only saw him about once a day. However, lately I began to see him more and we would chat for a few minutes before he would get back inside his house and say
"See ya later Daphne."

Today I had worked 2 shifts, having to fill in for Chelsea who was at her graduation. Finally clocking off at 7:30 after working 10 hours, I took the bus which dropped me off right infront of my building. I watched as the level of rain slowly increased, causing me to shiver.

"Thank you sir!" I called out as I stepped out and ran through the rain to get to my lobby. I came to realise that my hair and uniform were already soaked in the 5 seconds it took for me to get in. I got to the elevator and pressed my floor number, sighing when it arrived at my floor. Making my way to my room number, I searched for my house keys but panic began to wash over me when I couldn't find them.

"Great Daphne," I sighed to myself. I dropped my handbag infront of my room and looked at all the other closed doors. Maybe someone could borrow me a towel to dry or something. Remembering Mrs Turnboil was out for the weekend, I made my way to the Jacksons but paused immediately when I heard shouting from inside the house. It seemed to be a male and a female who were going off at each other whilst the children were crying.

I retreated and made my way to Harry's door. I would be embarrassed if he opened the door with me like this, but I also wouldn't want to freeze to death.

I proceeded to knock a few times and stood back but there was no sign of him inside.

Great.

I slouched on the door and hugged my knees to try and retain any warmth. A few minutes later I could hear footsteps but I was on the verge of sleep until his voice alerted me.

"Daph? W-what are you doing here?" I jerked my head up and quickly rose to my feet, trying to compose myself and my currently untameable hair. I looked to him who seemed to be glowing from the droplets of water than streaked down his face. His lips were a paler shade than his usual signalling he must be cold.

"I uh...I sort of lost my keys again and there isn't anyone at the lobby." I rocked on my feet in embarrassment.

His eyes seemed to light up before his eyebrows furrowed at me. "Why didn't you call me? Gosh you must be freezing!" He slightly panicked, quickly opening the door to his apartment. I had only ever been in here once and to say the least, I was still surprised at how clean it was.

"It's okay, I just got here a few minutes ago. Besides, I didn't want to bother." I smiled, slightly shivering as a gust of wind hit me from outside his door. He nodded for me to enter in which I did, hugging my arms to keep them warm.

"You're not a bother. Please call me next time, seriously for anything Daphne." He turned to look at me intently. I nodded my head, thinking how nice and warm a shower would be right now. He seemed to catch my daze as he opened the closet door and retreated a few towels and blankets.

"Oh sorry, I almost forgot. You can take a shower in the bathroom and give me your uniform to dry. I'll turn the heater on so its nice and warm when you get out." He smiled, handing me the towels. It never ceases to amaze me how sweet and caring he was. I had never met a guy like him before.

"No you don't have to do-"

"I want to." He cut me off, pulling some stray damp hairs from my face to sit behind my ears. I smiled at him and retreaded into the shower.

As the hot water hit my body, my muscles began to relax and heat up again. I used his shampoo and conditioner to rid the smell of rain from my hair. As I stepped out and dried my body and hair, I realised I didn't have any clothes to change in.

"Shit." I muttered. Opening the door with the towel wrapped around my body, I peeked my head out where Harry was crouched by the heater.

"Umm...Harry?" He looked up at me, his lips slightly parted but his gaze never left mine and trailed to my body.

"Do you happen to have any spare clothes I could borrow? Just until the lobby ma-"

"By the door Daph," he chuckled. I looked down to indeed see some folded clothing on the floor. I thanked him as I retreated and put the comfortable grey track pants on and the matching sweatshirt which both smelt exactly like him.

"Hey, are you hungry cause I am. We could order pizza or something. I would have cooked but I've run run out of a lot of ingredients to make anything good. Unless if-" he rambled as I walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around my head.

"Pizza is great Harry." His smile grew even more as he handed me the menu.

"Great, order me a pepperoni and get which ever one you like. I'm going to shower." He chirped, making his way to the bathroom after handing me his phone to make the call. After deciding on getting a pulled beef, I began to call the number but stopped when he stepped out of the bathroom whilst the shower was still running.

I had always found him attractive but this was a whole new level. He had a dark blue towel wrapped around his waist, his hair dripping of water and his chest completely bare; giving me a perfect view of his defined V-line and abs.

His eyes caught mine as he gave me a grin, making his way towards me. My eyes widened and my heart beat began to increase as he stopped whilst standing an inch away from me. He leaned closer to me and for an instance I believed he was going to kiss. But he rotated his body and reached next to me to grab some fabric of some sort.

"I forgot my boxers," he bit his lip, his gaze still on mine until he blinked rapidly and retreated back into the bathroom.

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Part 2, let me know in the comments before I start writing another request otherwise I probably will never have time to make a part 2.

So let me know ASAP guys and especially you Daphne☺️