Sidemen Imagines

Party (Harry #4)

Includes Sarah and Cal. Hope you enjoy.

You and Sarah have been best friends since you were 11 years old, inseparable ever since the first day you met at high school. You had both just been shopping for a party you were both going to later that night and Sarah had invited you to go back with her to Cal's flat. You agreed, knowing you would be welcomed as you'd been there multiple times for numerous occasions but also knowing that everyone in the flat was also going to the party later on so it made sense to all be together and go as a group. Cal knew you were both coming because Sarah had messaged him letting him know.

You had arrived outside the flat door. Sarah stepped in front of you and knocked on the door which almost instantly was opened revealing Cal who hugged Sarah as she stepped over the threshold walking in slightly. You followed her inside the flat where Cal finally spoke to you, "Hi (Y/N)."

"Hi Cal. How are you?" you asked as you closed the door behind you, not really bothered what the outcome was, you just felt like you needed to be polite.

"Good, thanks," he replied turning back to Sarah, starting to talk to her. You left Sarah with Cal and started to wonder off around the flat by yourself, as you knew your way around, but weren't really sure what you were looking for until you bumped into Harry down the corridor.

"Oh! Hi (Y/N) I wasn't expecting to see you till later", Harry said surprised pulling you into a hug, with his arms around your back and you hugged him back.

"Hi Harry. I wasn't expecting to see you till later either but me and Sarah just went shopping and she invited me back so I came not having anything I needed to do anyway", you reply happily pulling away from Harry, talking to him directly as he was stood right in front of you.

"Cool do you want to come in?" he asks gesturing to his room.

"Sure why not I don't even know why I was walking over here anyway", you reply as you walk into Harry's room just behind him. You'd been in his room before from previous visits so it was just nice to be back in a comfortable environment.

"Please take a seat", he said hovering his hand above his bed for you to sit down on.

"Thanks", you replied gratefully perching on the edge and plonking your bag down to the side of you as Harry want and sat down in his spiny chair at his desk across from you.

"What have you got in the bag if you don't mind me asking?" Harry asked gliding his eyes down to the white plastic bag sat to the left of you. You tapped the edge of your nose stating it was a secret whilst laughing a little as you picked up the bag. You pulled out your new dress that you were going to be wearing for the party but left the high heels resting in the bag. It was a simple plain black dress that Sarah had picked out for you because you had no fashion sense and hated dressing up. The only time you would wear a dress was for special occasions and you were forced to which unfortunately for you happened to be tonight. As you pulled it out of the bag Harry's eyes grew a few centimetres obviously shocking him.

"A dress? I don't think I've ever seen you wear a dress", Harry responded in total awe reclining in his chair taken a back.

"That's because I hate them and haven't had to wear one since I was young and that was only when my mum still dressed me so I didn't have a choice", you responded slightly depressed looking at the fabric you held out in front of you.

"I think it will suit you perfectly, why wouldn't it? Sarah knows her clothes. She wouldn't have chosen something horrible for you to wear", Harry states making you feel slightly better about yourself but still detesting the dress.

"I hope it looks alright and doesn't make me look too fat", you respond really meaning what you said as you place the dress down on the bed.

"You never look fat (Y/N) why would you say that", Harry says as gently as possible as he gets out of his chair to walk over to you. He has his arms stretched out ready to cradle you as he gets closer. You accept his arms as you rest your head over his arm hugging him back by hooking your arms onto his. You hold back a few tears not wanting to cry in front of him. His body was warm against yours and you could have happily stayed there all night.