Harry Styles Imagines

(2) - look what you made me do

look what you made me do part 2

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I was shaking from happiness.

Wait.

When did actually One Direction get back together, from the break?

I knew that Harry was the only one of the four lads that was nominated.
Nevermind, I was currently exploding with happiness.

I never thought that my heart could ever feel so warm inside my chest.

I missed these guys so much.
It made me so excited just to hear all the fans screaming their names-

Taylor brought me back to reality.

"C'mon Olivia.", she whispered with her teeth slightly gritted.
She turned around not before taking my hand in hers, trying to look as calm as possible in front of everyone.

As she turned to walk away with my hand tightly in her grip, I glanced one last time at my favourite boys.

One Direction.

Niall, and his accent. Music to my ears.

Liam, and his muscular arms. Muscolar and soft. Well at least that's what I read in fanfictions.

Louis, ah Tommo. That smol innocent bean.

Harry. I don't think that he's actually describable. Or at least, every description could never fit a 100% because he's so perfect...

Harry is, well, indescribable.

"Now, now, now, what do we have here? A new star? Stay with us to listen and watch the speech this young woman... c'mon here honey. Alright.", a random interviewer stopped me and Taylor from going, and put an arm around my shoulders.

"I was saying, the speech this- Wait what's your name?", he whispered the question to me.

"Olivia.", I whispered back.

"The speech, Olivia, is going to make."

I nudged Taylor slightly, to question her about the speech I was supposed to give. She just continued smiling awkwardly, clearly uncomfortable as well.

"Hello.", I heard a deep voice saying.
I could hear Taylor huff quietly.

" ' ello! Nice meeting you ladies.", the accent that couldn't get mistaken by any fan, was heard. Niall.

"Hello boys!", I smile at the handsome men next to me. I glanced quickly at Liam and Louis that were having another interview.

"Your dress is blinding my eyes.", Niall said.
"Oh. Ehm. Thanks?", I had no idea if I should take it as a compliment, so basically it came out as a question.

"In good way, love. I love the dress.", he blushed incredibly and Harry just laughed at his actions. Niall covered his eyes in embarrassment.

"Thank you, Niall.", I laughed with Harry. Just then I released how nice our laughter sound together. Don't we all say that?

"You really are gorgeous."," Oh, well even your dress is, although you of course look more beautiful than it, I-I, sorry I'm rambling.", Harry chuckled in embarrassment.

"I'm Harry.", he opened his arms and hugged me tightly. I couldn't help but feel extremely safe in his arms. I wanted the moment to last forever.

Well, just like every other girl.