Harry Styles Imagines & One Shots 💓

Me, her and the moon

Harry's POV

Every time I'm Y/N, my best friend, we always end up doing crazy stuff. Just like now, how we're both attempting to climb up her roof.

We're in her bedroom and she swiftly stands on her windowstill then expertly climbs up to the roof. It doesn't surprise me that she has done this before as she's the most adventurous and fearless spirit I knew.

"Quick!" She urges with an impatient hand gesturing me from above and I follow suit and got up the roof with her help. We silently left the dwindling, boring party downstairs as we ventured upwards to better things, like the luminous night.

"Isn't it amazing?" Y/N whispers, as if the beautiful night sky will disappear if she's too loud. I nod quietly and gaze at the beautiful full moon hanging above.

Impatient and bold at the same time, I blurt out: "I'm in love with you."

She looks at me quietly with no emotions in her face, not saying a word. I blame the night breeze, rattling the rooftop recklessly and leaving obnoxious sounds that blotted out what I just said. 

She must not have heard it, it must be too noisy... I would not like to think of any other explanations for her awkward silence. The wind continues to blow, so gentle and peaceful, filling up the gaps of silence between us.

We both look up at the moon quietly. I scoot closer towards her till we're sitting side by side. I take that it's a good sign she did not move away from me. I was so close to her I can hear her uneven breath, probably still recovering from my sudden confession. I thought to myself miserably: Love can be frightening, for sure... 

It's such an unknown thing and I'm hopeless at acting or speaking at appropriate times. I sigh disappointedly at the obvious result of my confession. Of course I should've expected this to happen.

What, like Y/N's gonna fall in love with a fool like me? At least she's nice enough not to reject me directly. All I know however, is that in life, you want what you want, just like how Y/N wants someone that's not me and I want someone like her.

Even though this breaks my heart as if someone smashed it with a big hammer like it's just a lifeless boulder, not some living, beating thing, I know that however painful my heart is, it stubbornly will not, could not, change the way I'm so helplessly in love with her.

Mama always used to say to me and Gemma: sometimes you just have to follow your heart, no matter what the consequences and I realize how accurate the saying is now.

Because no matter how painful the rejection is, no matter how horrible it will feel to see her in someone else's arms, I will still stubbornly follow it. 

At the end of the day, you'll love who you love, there ain't no other way. I believe in love at first sight and I knew that from the moment I set my eyes on beautiful Y/N, she's the one for me.

I just don't know if I'm the one for her.

When the city's sleeping and everyone but me and her are still awake, I can keep on dreaming about the alternate universe where the joke's not on me, the universe where I get the girl of my dreams and we'll live happily ever after.

I smile bitterly to myself, at least a boy can dream... Nonetheless, if there's something I've learnt from a million mistakes- trying to force myself to love someone else other than her, kissing random girls just to force the feeling- Y/N's the one that I want at the end of the day.

Full stop.