One Direction Imagines

Harry Styles Cute/Romantic/Funny Imagine :) <3

Quick note..

HAPPY 20TH BIRTHDAY HAZ! YOU'RE OLD AND EVERYTHING NOW!

Been there with them literally since the start (yes one of the first few thousand who supported them while they were still on X-Factor but I was Australian so I couldn't vote. I've never met those 5 boys or even ever had them tweet/re-tweet/favourite one of my tweets ever but I won't ever give up hope of being noticed!)

Love you all so much and I actually cannot believe how many reads/votes I've gotten on these imagines..I remember when it was a cute 100 and I thought that was amazing! This really took off!

I made a really long one in celebration of both of these important events so enjoy!

Bye! <3

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Harry's P.O.V

I was holding her closely. I could smell the shampoo in her hair - apple. I pulled away for just a moment, just to look into her eyes one more time. Just to see her beautiful face once more. I couldn't believe I was home from this tour. I hadn't seen her in what felt like forever and there she was! I leaned in and kissed her gently, then pulled away ever so slightly.

"I love you so much gorgeous," I told her.

"I love you too Haz!" But it wasn't her voice.

So I told her again: "I love you Y/N," and again she answered with an I love you too, but it wasn't her voice.

Who's voice was it?

I thought for just a moment, then it hit me.

Louis Fucking Tomlinson.

My eyes shot open, and there stood four boys, one holding a video camera, and the other with a kiss face making kissing sounds.

"Fuck off!" I yelled at them. "Leave me alone!" I hid my face under the cover of my sheets absolutely mortified.

"Awww Haz! You don't want to hide on your birthday do you?" Louis said giggling like a child on Christmas.

"Yes," I answered.

"No," Liam disagreed and pulled my covers off.

"Ah!" They all screamed at once.

"Bad idea Liam! You should know by now that Harry sleeps naked," Zayn said behind closed eyes. 

"Exactly," I said. "Now FUCK OFF!" and I pulled my covers back over myself. I was really angry at them. If I wanted to laze around on my twentieth birthday with no fucking clothes on because I missed Y/N so much, then I had every right to. It was MY birthday afterall.

I heard the boys whispering to each other but couldn't really care less. Unless it was a plan to get Y/N here within the next 20 minutes they could take their whispers and shove it up their ass.

Then I heard Niall say, "I'll talk to him. See what's up." Normally Louis would be the one doing this but I guess he figured I was pissed at him. Which I was. Niall was the only one I wasn't pissed at.

I felt a pressure at the end of my bed near to my feet. "What's really going on Haz? Come on. You can tell me mate." I smiled a bit, but I felt tears come to my eyes. It was that stupid Irish accent.

"Damn you Niall," I said trying to conceal my tears as much as possible.

"You miss her don't you?" I nodded as much as I could with my face in the matress.

Great. My nose was starting to run.

"I don't really know what to say Haz. You shouldn't be crying on your birthday."