harry styles [imagines + one-shots]

[3] glow | part two

a/n: this is part two of the previous chapter, hope you enjoy :)

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Harry's feet tapped as he silenty read a book at a secluded corner of a bookshop. His mind far away from the story that he was supposed to be reading.

He just can't stop thinking about the other night at the station, and who could blame him? He felt it. He felt it, again. The tingling warmth. It was one of the chances where he could meet his soulmate and unfortunately, he didn't. They were so many times that this happened. He was beginning to think that this is all some sick joke. He was beginning to think if he could even meet his soulmate. If he's not meant to be alone.

You were always just meters away from him, but he can't seem to catch a glimpse of you. He was always a second too late. Until the warmth starts to fade again. Until, he has to wait again. He's slowly getting tired.

But, no matter, he'd keep pushing on. He'd keep waiting and looking for you. He won't stop, until he has you wrapped in his embrace. Not until, he could smell your scent and see your smile. Not until, he tastes your lips and feel your warmth. Not until, he hears his name fall from your lips, your voice making his name sound so much better than any other person. Not until, your name is something that brings a smile to his lips. Not until, you love him with all your heart and he, the same. Not until, your name is synonymous to love.

He always had daydreams of you. Of what you'd look like when the morning rays of the sun hits your figure when you wake up, although he already knows that you'd be breathtaking. He wonders, if your smile is as bright as sun and if your eyes twinkles like the stars in the night sky, though he knows that it already is. He thinks if your laughter is like a melody he won't get tired of, he already knows that it is. He knows that you're already perfect, just the way that you are, even though he hasn't seen you yet. He already knows that your smile and your eyes is something that he'll love. That your laugh and your kisses and hugs is something he'll cherish. He already knows that he loves you. He is in love with you. His heart is already yours, it doesn't matter if he hasn't still met you. He just knows.

The sound of a bell, breaks him out of his reverie, signalling that a person had entered the shop. That's when he felt it again. His eyes widened as he looked down at wrists and raised his head again to look around. The warmth was much stronger now. Could it be? Could it be you?

That's when he heard you. The first time he heard yout voice, he still hasn't seen you, but he knows, somewhere deep in his gut, somewhere deep in his heart, that the voice belongs to you.

"Y/F/N, is someone here?" He heard you asked. And he knows, he knows that you're looking for him too. That you're also feeling what he's feeling and he's getting excited. He promised to himself that this time, he won't let you slip away from his grasp. Not when your already this close. Not when he has another chance.

"Uh...yeah," Your friend replied. "A group of students, a tall guy-" You don't let your friend finish the sentence as you start looking around the big bookshop.

He was peeking around the shelves as you were scurrying around, head again raised.

You rounded a corner and came to contact with something solid. You yelped, the wind getting knocked out of you as you fell ass-first on the ground. "Ow."

But, the pain was immediately forgotten as the warmth around your wrist highly intensified and you looked at your wrist, shocked to see that it's finally glowing. It's glowing.

You looked up and then you saw him. His eyes are also looking at his wrist, the tattoo around it similar to yours, the lines curving and glowing gold. He looked at you, at how your h/c hair is a bit messy from the fall, a few strands falling across your face, your e/c eyes wide as you also stared at him. He looked at you and he knew that he's right. You're just as perfect and beautiful as he imagined.

He helped you stand up as you kept staring at him. His green eyes just as wide as yours. His brown curly hair was tousled, you think it was because the number of times he ran his fingers through it. You looked at him and you deemed him as the most gorgeous person you ever seen. Even when he looks like he ran a marathon.

And without further hesitation, you crashed into his body. Your arms immediately looping around his neck, his scent evading your senses. You finally know what he smells like after hundreds of times imagining it. He wrapped his arms around your body, his hands running through your hair, just as he always thought about.

You laughed again and oh how he already knew that it will be his most favourite music he will hear and will ever hear. "It's you." You said. Your voice sending butterflies into his stomach.

He pulled away and looked into your eyes. "I finally found you." His voice is deep and you're already in love with it.

After such a long time of searching and lost chances, you were finally standing in front of him. He standing in front of you and he's real. Real, unlike your fantasies. He kissed the topped of your head, hoping that you weren't just a dream, that he'd soon wake up to. And god, if this was a dream, he doesn't want to wake up. Not ever.

"Please tell me this isn't some dream?" He asked closing his eyes as he leaned his forehead against yours.

"No. No, this is very much real." You smiled. "Though, you're not some product of my imagination, right?"

He laughed, and oh how it sounds so perfect in your ears, how you wamted to hear it again. "No. I'm real."

You laughed and he laughed with you and you're just so happy. It feels like you were floating on cloud nine.

He grinned at you and he asked the question he's dying to ask ever since. "What your name, princess?"

"I'm Y/N." You smiled. "You?"

He smiled, too. "Harry."

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a/n: there part2 ahhaa hope you enjoyed it, gummy bears!

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