Harry Styles Imagines/Preferences

#16: He Hits On You

Imagine #16: He Hits On You
(This imagine is dedicated to @Mollywattson 😊. Hope you like it!)



It was the day you get to see your 5 handsome boys. Your very first One Direction concert. You and your two other best friends bought tickets to the first row and got to hang out with them backstage!

You were wearing jean shorts, a black loose tank top and your white converse and your beautiful long hair was straightened.

Once the show opened, you started to tear up a little. You would watch these 5 fools singing and dancing on TV, and now they are only 10 feet away from you.

Harry turns his head and makes eye contact with you. You were silently crying on the outside but screaming and exploding on the inside.

He winks at you and turns back to singing.

Your friends start screaming over the music and other screaming fans on how Harry had winked at you.

During the show, Harry would make eye contact with you, smiling, waving, winking, and just being sexy when he doesn't even try.

Harry picked up his water bottle from the stage floor, and dumped some of it on his head to make it wet. He then came up to where you were and flipped his hair, having his sweat and water from his hair on a couple of fans.

You started laughing.

After the show you and your friends started walking backstage with a couple of other fans.

And there was Harry, Liam, Louis, Zayn and Niall. They looked like gods.

When Harry saw you, he walked up to you and hugged you, following the boys.

He wrapped his arms around your waist and whispered in your ear,

"Hi babe."

Your knees felt like jelly.

"Hi." You giggled.

You and Harry talked even more and he just kept flirting with you.

You were just blushing, hiding behind your hair, and Harry would just be smirking or smiling that smile with a deep dimple on the side of his face.

It was then time to go home.

You were really sad cause time went by so freakin fast.

When you were giving Harry your very last hug, he broke the hug and took your hand in his.

He slipped something in it but you didn't see what it was cause of his HUGE HANDS. He closed your fingers around your palm.

"Don't loose it." He smirked, and walked off.

You had a confused face on, but when you were following your friends to the car, you oped your fingers and saw a small piece of paper folded.

When you opened it, it read:

555-555
Call me tonight
Harryxx


(A/N: Isn't that number so amazing? I know right?! no, ok...)


You couldn't believe it! Harry Styles wants to talk to you again! OHMALERD

Once you got home, you texted Harry, a 'hey, it's me Molly.'

In less than a second, Harry texted you back.

'Hey babe.'

You guys texted all night long until you couldn't type any more.

Harry and you texted every single day until he asked you out for dinner,

And after that, started a beautiful relationship of Molly Wattson and Harry Styles:)


(A/N: Its been a while......
I had fun writing this, and I hope you like it too:). I was sorta in a rush so I'm sort if it didn't come out good. Keep sending those requests! -Alie🎀)