✤ Harry Styles Imagines ✤

Catch Me

Catch Me

It was one, gloomy night set at the city of New York. Rain pattering down to the earth, umbrellas passed here and there, people in bicycles rode wearing but a simple raincoat on. One particular umbrella was held by a man named Harry Styles, who's intentions was to find a place where he could be alone, a place where he can think and relax for a few hours.

For a day like this, he was gloomy as well. His lips were in a straight line, emotionless and dull. His eyes kept it's gaze forward seeing nothing but a crowd of people walking here and there. For him, it was another dull day, a day he wished he could just sit around all day and be lazy for once. But him being a famous celebrity kept him busy every single day. Just a few hours from that moment, he had an interview with another magazine that wanted to feature a popular band loved by many to make their magazine sell.

Harry sighed at the thought, not wanting to do it. Well, he has to do it, it was part of his job. But today, he just wanted to spend a day as a normal guy. Just one day, and he'll be satisfied. He enjoys his life as a heartthrob and a member of a band know by many, and has captured the hearts of millions of teens worldwide. But he can't help but search for a normal day.

At the thought of this, Harry stopped for a moment, and looked around him. His eyes searched the crowd, looking for paparazzi, or fans that could lead him into a 50 km run. When he saw none, he sighed in relief and continued to walk. It seemed like hours that he walked around. His mind was almost crowded with thoughts, he forgot where he was going. He even forgot that it was a green light, but luckily, he snapped back just in time before a car almost ran over him.

He groaned, and at the sight of the red light, and the green light signaling for him to cross, he crossed the street. From the distance, he heard fast tapping of shoes. A muffled voice followed, with the sound of plastic bags jumping up and down. Out of nowhere, a girl aimlessly ran towards him, obviously not seeing him ahead. She held in one hand a phone which was close to he ear, and the other holding a bunch of plastic bags. And she was running. Fast.

"w-wAIT MISS! STOP!" he shouted, just enough for the girl to hear.

The sound of his voice was enough for her to see him, but the ground was too slippery for her, she couldn't stop. And at a split second, the two collided into each other, just as Harry was about to step to the other side of the road. The plastic bags that the girl held went everywhere, the contents flying off into various places.

The two hit the wet ground hard with a loud thump following afterwards. Harry felt someone on top of him, he didn't see who she was, for he had his eyes closed. The girl groaned, feeling a pang of pain on her chest, not noticing the man she was leaning on.

"I-I'm so sorry...I-I was in a hurry a-and..."

She opens her eyes to see the man's face, and she didn't believe what she saw right in front of her. At that moment of her realization, a gasp escaped her lips, making Harry open his eyes. At that moment, their eyes met for the first time. The whole world faded, and the two just kept their gazes at each other as the rain pattered on.

From then and there, Harry knew he saw a beautiful sight. A lovely, beautiful girl was right infront of him, with her eyes full of awe staring right back at him. Her pink, gorgeous lips were half open, seemingly overwhelmed with who she saw. And right there, Harry felt something tug his heartstrings. It wasn't her looks, but he saw something in her eyes that sparked him up inside. And as if it was daylight, the whole night lit up at the sight of the lovely girl. The gloominess he once felt was gone.

"I-I know you..." she stuttered, fixing herself up while standing up.

The sound of her voice filled his ears. It sounded like sweet music to him. Harry stood up as well, and kept his gaze at the girl.