Harry Styles Imagines & One Shots 💓

Stupid Cupid

This is before he was famous. You guys attend the same school in this story.

Your POV

Stupid cupid you're a real mean guy, I'd like to clip your wings so you can't fly. I'm in love and it's a crying shame and I know that you're the one to blame. For someone who doesn't even believe in love, don't you think it's a little too mean to make me fall in love with Harry Styles? I mean come on, at least someone more likely to be interested in me! 

My faith in love was already long gone, ever since my ex left me for good just like that, with no reason whatsoever. My heart is still bleeding from that incident and it's most likely I'll never recover. So why is it that I feel my heart quickening (painfully, mind you) and butterflies in my tummy every time I'm near Harry? 

I hadn't even taken any notice in him before this, so why do I suddenly feel so attracted to his luscious brown curls, infectious smile and adorable dimple now? Too bad he's way out of my league, being so popular and charismatic in school that he's basically friends with everyone, even with people not our grade.

 Hey hey, set me free, stupid Cupid stop picking on me.

Harry's POV

  I can't do my homework and I can't think straight. I groaned frustratedly and pushed my hair back as they tend to slide down a lot when I'm hunched over. I stared at my math worksheet in front of me, watching the algebraic equations swirl around, making no sense at all. I ruffled my hair. I wasn't usually like this, why can't I seem to concentrate these days? I knew the answer in my heart: Y/N

 She's one of my friend and I've never actually thought of her romantically but lately, inappropriate and random thoughts like us locking lips or cuddling kept popping up my brain. Her pretty face, attractive eyes and cute smile..... I couldn't help but smile at the thought of her sweet face. I think, no, I know I'm in love with her. 

I meet her every morning 'bout half past eight. I'm acting like a lovesick fool, you've even got me carrying your books to school. I normally walk to school but for her, I've spent a little of my wage on the bus fare so I can get on the bus with her, creating more oppurtunities. I've asked her close friends and found out she's usually at the bus stop at 8.30. I tried to act casual as I walked towards her.

She gave me a big smile and asked me why I decided to take the bus recently. Hey hey, set me free, stupid Cupid stop picking on me. She looks even more gorgeous close up.

I stuttered a bit and scratched the back of my neck, knowing I'm blushing like a tomato being so close to her beauty: "Uhh... Uhmmm... I'm just sick of walking."

She just nodded and looked the other way. I desperately wanted to keep the conversation going, so I blurted: "Hey, do you want me to carry your books for you?" I motioned at the stack of books she's carrying.

She looked at me weirdly. "That's quite alright, I'm sure I can handle it."

I persuaded her with my charms and with a little laugh, she finally handed over her books. When the bus arrived, I used the excuse that I have her books to sit down next to her. She didn't seem to mind. Once we got past the awkward silence, I realised we have so much in common and we couldn't stop chatting all the way to school, sometimes even bursting out with huge laughs.

I thought to myself: this is the exact girl I want in my life, effortlessly making me happy just by being around her.

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You got me jumping like a crazy clown and I don't feature what you're putting down. Right now, my favourite part of the day that I look forward to the most is the morning bus ride to school.  

Bus rides became more and more common and it is now a routine that she gives her books for me to carry. We have gotten closer and closer, to the point where we know practically everything about each other. 

Your POV

You got me jumping like a crazy clown and I don't feature what you're putting down. I happily bounded around my room, carefully braiding my hair to look my best at the bus stop. Ever since Harry got on the bus, my life has significantly changed.

Harry's POV

It was this faithful day when she was busy talking about what she did during the weekend that I realize, this is it. I want to kiss her, right here right now. I can't control my feelings for her anymore. I just stared at her, entranced by her beauty while she spoke. She noticed my unusual silence and once she saw my gaze, she immediately knew what was going on.

Surprisingly, she didn't shy away. She just bravely and surely held my gaze. That gave me the confidence to slowly move in and close the space between us. She closed her eyes gingerly while I held her cheek tenderly with my hand. Our lips grazed for a while before I moved in. She responded and we shared a sweet and innocent kiss, right there on the bus.

 Well since I kissed her loving lips of wine
The thing that bothers me is that I like it fine  

Your POV

Don't ask me why I did it, don't ask me why I leaned into that kiss. Even though I said I don't believe in love anymore, I honestly felt, in that moment when his gentle emerald eyes looked at me in such a way, I'm capable of loving again. He made me believe and I've definitely made a right decision by trusting him.

Well since I kissed his loving lips of wine, the thing that bothers me is that I like it fine.  As I felt his lips moving with mine, I just know that his feelings are true, that he won't do anything to hurt me.

I love him. With all my heart.

So stupid cupid, thank you for your good aim and shooting the both of us with your arrow. I have come to a conclusion to appreciate that now. :)