Harry styles Imagines (Book 1)

Up 2 You

Your POV

I was headed down into the basement, but paused when I heard the conversation going on. “Damn Harry. You have been with (Y/N) for how long and you still haven’t got none,” Liam commented, and I rolled my eyes. Liam was such an asshole sometimes. “I could hook you up. If you know what I mean.” *GIF*

I had thought I had heard enough and was about to come out of my hiding spot, when Harry spoke. “No, I'm okay. (Y/N) is something special. When I’m around her she completely throws me off. I’ve never felt this way about anyone before, and I’m not about to eff it up with some random chick.”

“Damn, sounds like you’re whipped,” Liam replied, laughing. I made a face even though he couldn’t see me.

“And so what if I am? (Y/N) is the most incredible and beautiful girl I’ve ever met. (Y/N) makes me different. I’m not that heartbreaker I was before. I actually want to be with her. So for now I’m leaving everything up to her,” Harry announced, and I just knew he was smiling.

“How can you leave everything up to the girl?” Liam asked, and I wanted to slap the shit out of him. “I mean with that attitude you are definitely not getting any.”

“And I’m fine with that. (Y/N) is worth more to me than just a quick nut bust. I actually think this one is different. I would do anything just to keep this one,” Harry admitted, and I smiled. I didn’t know I meant this much to him.

Liam was about to say something else, but I cut him off. I slipped out of my hiding space, crossing the room to where Harry was. “Hey baby,” he greeted, then pulled me into his arms. “I missed you.”

I smiled, resting my head on his chest. I was the luckiest girl in the world. I had a guy who loved me and was willing to wait for me. And that was the best feeling in the world.