Harry Styles Imagines

Happy Birthday,dork!

This imagine isn't mine

The club was full of people. You barely knew half of them. It made you wonder about when your best friend had gotten so popular.
You scanned the room, trying to find his tall figure across the crowd. Before spotting him though, someone padded you on the back and pressed a brightly coloured cocktail into your hand.
"Y/N!", Niall yelled over the loud music.
You smiled broadly. You could tell he had been here longer, his alcohol level was already pretty high.
"Hey there, Mister Irish Man! How are ya?"
Niall giggled. "I'm very well, a bit tipsy to be quite honest."
"You don't say.", you stated, fake shock lacing your words.
Niall laughed his characteristic laugh.
"Have you seen the birthday boy?", you asked, looking around.
Niall shrugged. "Not since I've walked in, which was a while ago."
You grinned, nodding at him. "I think I'll go find him, but let's have a drink together later...when I've had time to catch up."
Niall chuckled and nodded.
You made your way through the crowd, saying your Hello-s here and there and asking if anyone had seen Harry. Oddly enough, no one had in a while.
Finally you reached the other side of the club. A stairway led upstairs, but it was roped off. Usually it was the VIP area, but with an entire club full of VIPs it wasn't really needed. There was no bouncer either.
Following a hunch, you climbed over the rope and went up the stairs. And sure enough, there he was, sitting by himself, a glass of whiskey in hand and looking down at the crowd.
You walked up to him and tapped his shoulder. He nearly jumped out of his skin.
"Jeez, Y/N! You scared me half to death!", he shouted.
You shrugged. "Yeah, I've always had a problem with following through on things."
He rolled his eyes, but a smile crept onto his lips.
"So, birthday boy, how come you're hiding up here?", you asked, sitting down next to him.
"I'm not. Just needed a moment.", he explained, sitting down again and taking a sip from his glass.
You frowned. "A long moment from what I hear."
Harry looked away and now you were really concerned. You moved your chair closer to him and put a hand on his knee.
"Hey, seriously, what's going on?"
He sighed, still not looking at you. "I don't know. I just feel like...I don't know...", he trailed off, shaking his head.
"Like what?", you pushed.
Finally he turned to you, his expression grave. "I feel like, I've already got my best years behind me. Like, what is there to accomplish for me now? I've peeked and now it's all just downhill."
You shook your head and rolled your eyes.
"Gosh, you're such an idiot!"
Harry stared at you, his expression hurt. "Gee, thanks, you really know how to make someone feel better on their birthday."
"Well, I'm sorry, but you're being ridiculous and I've always told you when you were acting stupid."
He wanted to turn away, but you leaned forward and grabbed his face.
"Listen to me, Harry Edward Styles! You are one of the most talented people I know. You can sing, you can act, you write incredibly powerful and moving lyrics and poems, you have a heart of gold and you change people's lives, just by meeting them. So, no, you have not 'peeked', you're still climbing up. There are so many more things for you to accomplish in this world. Beside the job side of it all, what about yourself? What about love? Do you not wanna have a family? Or do you wanna tell them 'You know, back when my life was still awesome, before all of you...'. Yeah, no, you don't wanna do that! You still have a lot of life and experiences ahead of you and you will rock them all or fail trying."
Harry was smiling at you now. "That's more like it.", he said.
You laughed. "Good, 'cause that's gonna be your present, since I didn't get you one."
He grinned. "That'll do pig, that'll do."
And then he leaned in, wanting to give you a quick peck on the lips, as he usually did. But for some reason your brain decided you maybe had one more gift for the boy who seemingly had everything and that was you. So you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulled him in closer and kissed him hard.
He was surprised for a moment and you anxiously waited for him to pull back, instead though he melted against you, his arms wrapping around you, pulling you to him. You actually had to get up and straddle his legs, all the while still kissing.
As you broke apart, you were both grinning.
"Now THAT's what I call a birthday present.", he stated, pushing a strand of hair from your face.
You laughed. "Happy Birthday, dork!"
And before he could protest the nickname you sealed your lips back to his.

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