Harry Styles Imagines

(90) - dodgeball

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(Incredibly long chapter.)

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"We thought It'd be nice for us to make the boys play against their girlfriends.", James explained.

"I'm single.", Harry, Niall and I said at the same time.

"I can be with Niall. And you Harold with Miss Madden over here.", James winked at me, knowing that I always had a thing for Harry and I blushed.

"Alright.", Harry agreed. "Are you okay with this?", Harry asked me.

I was as red as a tomato and told Harry that for me it was okay too.

"We're gonna do some stretching in couples. Where are your girlfriends LiLo?", James placed his hands on his hips.

"Oh shit.", Louis slapped the palm of his hand on his forehead.
"What!", James tapped his foot.
"She's in London.", Louis smiled with his teeth gritted.
"Wow. What about you Payno?", James placed his hand on Liam's shoulder.

"Well, Cheryl has to take care of Bear."

"Gotta Zayn.", James exclaimed and I laughed at his comment.
"What are you laughing about? Is it funny seeing the boss of this team lost?", he got closer to me.

"The comment was funny.", I told him keeping my blank face, even though it was pretty hard to, because everything about James was just hilarious.

He fake cried as he remembered he said Zayn's name.
I placed my hands on his shoulders and then hugged him, as he still fake cried.

"He left.", I fake sobbed with him.
"He left.", he repeated my words crying.

"You can be in the band.", Niall said and every boy gave him a wide eyed look.

"Alright. Let's go. Take the partner by their feet and let them walk on their hands.", James exclaimed clapping his hands, as his mood suddendly became cheery.

I chuckled as he stopped fake crying when he heard Niall's comment.

"Niall you are so dumb.", I heard Louis say.

"Are you ready?", Harry asked me as he rubbed his hands.

"I was thinking about you walking on your hands.", I smiled. I told him that because I felt incredibly uncomfortable with my body and its weight. To not embarass myself, I'll grow some muscles in a few seconds and hold Harry's feet.

"Are you sure?", he looked at me.
I gave him a shaky smile and reassured him that it was alright.

He laid on his stomach and held himself with his hands.
I had to say I had quite a view.

I grabbed his feet and he started walking. James started throwing balls in our direction and Harry moved faster while laughing.

"Harold slow down, you're going to get hurt.", I laughed. The ball hit Harry's back and it sent him straight on the floor.
And me being the dumb self that I am, fell beside him. I was thankful I didn't fall on Harry's back and hurt him more.

"Are you okay Harry?", I asked him with a pained expression.
"I'm alright, yeah. What about you?", he looked at me.

I nodded, "I'm good."

He stood up and started playing volleyball with the other lads and that was the moment where I realized that I wasn't the right person for someone like Harry.

"You okay?"
"I'm alright James, thank you."
"You seem down."
"That's because I fell down on the pavement.", I chuckled.

"Oh well. Let me help ya up.", I took his hand and stood up.