One Direction Imagines

Prom? -Harry Styles Imagine

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Harry's P.O.V.

"I don't know Zayn, it's just Y/N is so out of my league she'll say no," I say to my friend Zayn. Zayn replies "Harry you and Y/N are best friends she will say yes just ask her to prom!" I know Zayn is right she can't deny that she feels something in this friendship. Whenever we touch it's electric. Every hug I pull her in her body wrapped in my arms it feels so right. Every time she tries to walk out on this friendship she can't say no to me. Every picture we have together is a memory. And every time she says "damn I love you Harry" she will always mean it a little bit, all these thoughts run through my head as I think about asking Y/N to prom. 'This has to be perfect' I think.




Your P.O.V.

"I really want Matt to ask me to prom," you begin to explain to your best friend Serena. Serena smirks and replies, "wanna hang out after school?" "Sorry I can't maybe tomorrow I'm going to Starbucks with Harry after school," you reply with an apologetic face. Serena frowns then smiles and says, "well you two have fun I got to get to physics so I'll talk to you later!" *You wave goodbye then stand up and go to your last class, and then meet Harry at his locker* "Ready to go Styles," you say. *Harry looks up and smiles at you* "Yes let's go," he says before grabbing his backpack and shutting his locker.


Harry's P.O.V.

Damn Y/N looks so pretty with her naturally curly hair and no makeup, I begin to think as I drift off when we walk out of school and cross the street. I feel bad because Y/N is pouring her heart out and I'm just thinking about how perfect it's gonna be when I ask her to prom. We arrive at Starbucks and I tell her to grab us a seat and I'll get our drinks. "Two grande white peppermint mochas please," I say to the barista. She asks for the names and I reply, "Harry on one and don't write a name on the other." She nods her head and quickly gives someone the cups and they begin to make our drinks. The person calls out "Harry" and I grab our drinks. I pause for a moment and take out a sharpie from my backpack and scribble in my handwriting "prom?" and then put the sharpie away and go sit down next to Y/N. I hand her the drink that says, "prom?" She reads it looks up at me and smiles and says, "I love you Harry of course I'll go to prom with you!" She leans in and kisses me totally unexpected. We talked for hours and kissed and went home.