Harry Styles Imagines

Holiday.

(2013 Harry)

You, Harry and the rest of the boys have all gone away on holiday to Spain for a week. You had all just gotten to the hotel and decided to hang out by the pool before you go out for dinner. You've had a crush on Harry since you've first met him, but didn't want to say anything just in case it ruined your friendship, which was so strong.

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You were all laying down by the pool, having a laugh when Harry holds up a tomato.

'Babe, look' he says. You turn around to face him. You look at the tomato and begin to giggle.

'It has a heart! Take a picture!' He says, getting excited. You laugh and get your phone out, taking a picture of him and the tomato. *photo*

You showed him the picture and he laughed, taking the leaf off.

'Please post that on Twitter!' He says, laughing. You roll your eyes playfully and open Twitter. You create a new tweet and post the picture, captioning it with: 'Harry found a heart on his tomato and is getting excited, bless💘' you click tweet and you hear Harry's phone go off.

'@Y/T/N just posted a photo:' he says, smiling.

'He has my post notifications on?' You ask yourself, smiling. You giggle at his cuteness and lay back down on your deck chair.

20 minutes later//2:26pm

You get up from your deck chair and stretch. You look over to where Harry was, to find that he's not there. You furrow your eyebrows and look at the rest of the boys.

'Where's Harry?' You ask. They look at you, sceptically and point. You look in the direction of their fingers and see him, with another girl. She was laughing and playing with his hair. The more you watched, the closer she got to him and the more heartbroken you felt. He was laughing and then he got his phone out, giving it to her.

'He's...he...wants her number?' You ask yourself. You look back at the boys and sigh.

'Y/N?' Louis asks. You pick up your towel and phone, looking up at Louis.

'Y-yes?' You ask, holding back the tears. He hesitates.

'Are you okay?' He asks. That did it. You began to cry.

'I-i'm sorry guys' you say, running away, towards the entrance of the hotel. You ran to the lift and closed the doors. You lean back and cry even more.

'He doesn't like you, Y/N. Stop getting your hopes up all the time.' You think to yourself. The lift doors open and you walk out, slowly. You wipe the tears and walk into your room. You get changed and have a shower.

1 hour later//3:30pm

You get changed into your pyjamas and put your hair up in a bun. You sit down on your bed and sigh. You put your head in your hands and begin to cry again.

*Ding* your phone went off. You take a deep breath and look at your screen.

2 new text messages: from Harry💗 and Nialler💘

You open Niall's first.

Y/N, I know you're hurting right now, but please don't stress too much over it. I say you dress up all nice and glamourise and show Harry what he's missing out on! We love you loads and hate seeing you like this. If you want we can come up and see you? Cmon, we just got here! It's gonna be so fun! Love Niall xx

You smile and reply back.

Niall, thank you so much. You're so right, this is your holiday as well as mine, I'd hate to ruin it! I love you all too, so much! Thank you for always being here for me. Can you maybe come up and help decide what to wear? Love Y/N xxx