Harry Styles Imagines ♡

➩how you meet

(he looks so good 😍💖 ^^)

I woke up on a cold, chilly morning at 5:30 AM in London and decided to get ready for school.

normally I would just lay in bed until 6, but last night I had heard that there was a new boy coming to my school named Harry; Harry Styles.

even though I wanted to look as good as possible, I probably wouldn't beat the other pretty girls at my school. but I still had confidence in myself.

besides, most of the pretty girls at my school were just sluts who probably had like 3 boyfriends.

I took a shower, brushed and curled my hair, got dressed, did my makeup - very lightly, I wasn't a person who overdosed on it - went downstairs and ate breakfast, and finally brushed my teeth.

"hey mum," I said to my mum as I walked downstairs to go to school.

"hey sweetie, here's you lunch, and your bag is by the door," she smiled, handing me my small yet simple lunchbox.

"thanks mum, i'll see you after school," I kissed my mum goodbye and headed out the door, getting in my car and driving to school.

{at school}

I walked into the main hallway and immediately saw a charming young boy, who looked about my age.

he was wearing a pair of jeans and a loose t-shirt, which gave me a look of his tattoos that covered his arms. he had short brown hair and from what I could see, beautiful emerald eyes.

"hello?" I heard a boy with quite a raspy voice say, making me look up and see the new boy, "sorry to bother you.. i'm new here."

"no no you're okay, what can i help you with?" I said to him, making him smile a bit.

"i'm trying to find room 227.. but no one has really wanted to help me," he said, making my heart melt just by the sound of his voice, "could.. you.. maybe help me find it?"

"yeah yeah of course!" I said happily, "that's actually my first class too. and lucky for you, there's an empty seat right next to me for you to sit in," I smiled.

"sounds good, glad i got help from a beautiful girl like you," he smiled, making me blush.

after me and harry got to class, we both sat down in the desks in the back row of the room and talked.

"so, what's your name?" he said resting his head in his hand with his elbow on the desk.

"(y/n)," I said, earning a smile from him.

"that's a beautiful name," he said, "i'm harry."

"i'm glad i met you harry," I said, smiling.

"i'm beyond glad i met you (y/n)," he said.

Me and harry basically had every class together, and as the school year went on, a lot happened;

harry got my number,

he met my mum,

he made me his girlfriend,

he took my virginity,

and he made me feel like the happiest girl in the world.