You and Harry were best friends for 4 years, both in your twenties. You began to grow feelings for him but thought otherwise, you were doubting yourself about him not liking you back or him not caring and so on.
You laid on your stomach, on the bed, swinging your legs as you write in your notebook. Your phone begins to vibrate against the wood of your nightstand. You pick it up, sliding your glasses back as you read a text from Harry.
Harry♡: hey, wanna meet up at our favorite hang out spot? I have something I need to tell you and I would rather tell you it in person.
You were slightly concerned but then again, you were telling yourself that he was going to tell you that he's leaving for tour.
You text him back and start changing your onesie to a black ripped jeans with a pink off shoulder shirt.
Driving to your spot, you start getting nervous. Too many thoughts were scrabbling in your head, forcing you to think about how heartbroken you'll be once he tells you the news.
You see Harry sitting at the exact same spot you both always sit at made your frown turn into a huge smile. "Hey Harry." You shout as you jog slightly to him. "Y/N!" He smiles as he stands up. "What was it you needed to tell me Harold?"He takes your hands and stares into your eyes.
"I'm in love with you."
you stare in utter shock.
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Harry Styles Stories/Imagines (EDITING)
FanficWe all have different imagination when it comes to Harry Styles. Here is where you'll find them. No matter what the story is, Harry is in all of them. currently adding :)
