Quick A/N if anyone wants me to do an imagine with Harry, just leave a name, age, and characteristics both physical and personality.
#Imagine:
You're bored, just sitting at home while your awesome boyfriend Harry is recording for his new album. You start flipping through a magazine to pass the time. The clock says 4:07, so you start to get ready. You are only going to be in London for two more days, then you won't see Harry again until summer, and he's supposed to take you on a very romantic dinner tonight. You and Harry have been dating for just over a year and a half.
You begin to straighten your hair but then you get a text from Harry.
Sorry babe, I can't make the dinner. see ya in June. Luv you!
You begin to cry because you love Harry so much, and it's really hard being so far from him everyday.He just told you that he was ditching you- and it seemed like he didn't even care! You begin to do anything you can to get your mind off of that dirtbag. Country music is blasting when you hear a faint car horn. You look out the window to see Harry's Range Rover parked outside your house.
You turn the music off and sprint down the stairs. You land in Harry's strong arms.
"Hey beautiful! Didn't I see you on the cover of Vogue?" And he gives you a big, fat, sloppy kiss. Harry is the type of guy who always says cheesy pick-up lines.
"What the fudge! I thought you were missing the dinner?"
"Yeah, right. It was a joke"
"Harry Styles! Don't you ever do that again!! If you were wondering, I started crying, because it sounded like you didn't care that you wouldn't see me until June."
"That is a load of bull! I'm sorry, I love you, and I would never do anything to hurt you or make you unhappy. You are my life, and I love you more than words can express" You start to tear up. "In fact, I have this picture that I took just for you." he hands you his iPhone, and all you see is a white screen with "How cute would you and I look on top of a wedding cake together?"
You laugh at his funny jokes, and when you look away to hand him his phone back, he's on one knee, and smiling at you. "No joke this time"
You scream at the top of your lungs, then remember not to fangirl, so you collect yourself. "Y-yes, of course I would Harry"
"YAY!" He slips a ring onto your finger, and you go out to a fancy dinner. The next day, you tell the lads and the press.
6 months later, you are Mrs. Harry Styles.
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Ello, so more of an authors note. This was just a quick little sample, but I really can write about anything. BUT nothing dirty. I would prefer if you came up with fake ages and such, to protect yourself. Thank ya.
