You are walking with Harry, Niall, and Zayn leading the way down a slippery side walk. You're not the most coordinated to begin with, so with a layer of ice covering an already tricky surface, you fall.
You hit your head on the concrete, and can't see everything straight. This reminds you of how you met Harry, except this time you're not covered in coffee.
"Y\N, are you ok." Niall asks, his voice filled with panic.
Zayn is walking towards you, and you lift your hand up for help, but he just keeps on walking.
You lay there on the ground, waiting for Niall and Harry to get to you. Harry kneels beside you, looking at Zayn as he continues down the icy walk way.
"He doesn't like me does he?" You ask Harry, your head throbbing.
Harry looks at Niall.
"He's just an asshole sometimes, I'm sure he likes you." Niall says in an unconvincing tone.
You nearly just died, and Zayn didn't bother to help you up. You highly doubt that he likes you..
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Harry Styles Imagines
FanficA variety of imagines about none other than the lovely Harry Styles. Hope you enjoy! Pregnancy, marriage, dating, and all stages of life included in these imagines.
