Imagine This

Harry Styles Imagine #1

It was a busy day at work, your magazine had a major photo shoot in thirty minutes and you were styling the boys of One Direction for the shoot. After getting everyone ready except for Harry, you head out towards him. Your heart makes a tiny flip when you see him standing there in nothing but under ware. You had always had a crush on him even though you loved all the boys. You put your right hand forward to introduce yourself, "Hey, I'm (y/n)-" and bam! All your paper work scatters on the floor. Both of you start gathering the papers.

"Here." He says handing you your papers.

"Thanks. So anyway, I'm (y/n) and I'm your stylist for this particular shoot. Here are your clothes" you say pointing towards the rack, "chose whatever you like and if it looks bad I'll change it." So he takes a pair of black jeans, a plain white tee and a black blazer, exactly what you'd thought he'd take. He looked flawless after getting dressed, not that he didn't look that when he was undressed. 

"Would you mind if I changed something about what you're wearing? And don't get me wrong, you look good but I think it'll look different and fresh if you change it a little bit." You suggest to him.

"Sure, I don't mind." said Harry.

You pick out a back vest for him, ask him to remove his blazer and help him into the vest.

"Perfect." You say and move one with the rest of your work. After the photo shoot a well built man comes up to and says, "Um, the lad wants your cell phone number."

"Which lad?"

"Harry."

"And why didn't he come himself?"

"Um... Ah... Hmm..."

The man continued with the ums and the ahs while you wrote down "Too chicken to ask yourself? :P" followed by your number on a piece of paper and five it to the man. He thanks you on behalf on Harry and leaves.

A few days later you recieve a message,

-Hey :)

And you reply, 

Who's this?

And it continues,

-Harry from the shoot :)

Oh! Hey. :)

-What's up? 

Just walking back home from work. What about you?

-You walk back home? Where do you stay?

(the name of your street).

-Oh! I'm in (café near your home)!

That's right next to my house!

Exactly :) Want to join me and some of my friends for coffee?

Sure. Be there in five. :)

You keep your phone in your jacket and continue walking. When Harry Styles asks you if you want coffee with him you can't just say no. After reaching the café you first peep inside to see who exactly his 'friends' are. They were the rest of the boys, their girlfriends and a few other unknown people. Harry was missing but I went inside anyway. You walk up to them, introduce yourself and ask, "Um guys, where's Harry?"

"In the washroom, powdering his nose." Louis replied. All of you laughed, Niall the loudest. You had heard from people about Louis being the funny one and were they right or what?! All of you were still laughing when Harry took his seat again, "What're you guys laughing about? 

"You. And how you went in to fix your makeup and hair because (y/n) was coming." Zayn said laughing. Which makes you and Harry blush a deep red. After all your orders came all you could think about was what the hell was Liam wearing? A butterfly tee? The stylist in you wants to tell him to burn that tee or give it to the needy but you could never hurt Liam. He was like a puppy and it already felt like he was a big brother to you. Just then your phone beeps, it's a message from your sitter.

Hey (y/n), it's getting really late. Please hurry up. x

"Hey guys, I need to leave. I'm so sorry but my sitter needs to go home and she can't stay any longer. I'm so sorry, bye." 

"Hey wait. I'll walk you home. Bye guys, see you later."

Harry and you start walking. Both of you pretty much quite all the way. Only Harry asking you stuff like "What's your favorite colour?" and "When's your birthday?" Nothing much. And then it started to rain. You both almost ran home because you didn't have the time to wait for the rain to stop. 

"Come in and get yourself dried and I'll give you an umbrella. Either that or call one of the boys or a cab to pick you up." You say opening your door. Your sitter waiting for you behind the door looks at you in a weird way when you give her the day's fees, "What happened Rue?" 

"Is... OMG... That's..." Was all she says.

"Oh right, I'm sorry. Harry this is Rue and Rue this is-" you say introducing them but Rue suddenly cuts you off by saying, "HARRY STYLES!" Rue totally ignores Harry's extended arm and jumps on him for a hug and all Harry does is laugh and rub Rue's back. Which makes you like him a bit more. After Rue gets done with her autographing and photo session with Harry, she leaves. 

"Hahaha. I'm so sorry that she didn't even let you get dry. The kids these days... Anyway here's your towel and umberella. Do you want something else?"

"No, thank you. And honestly I was thankful that it was a kid. When you mentioned 'sitter' at the café  I thought you were talking about a baby sitter. Gave a tiny heart attack I could say. " and you burst out laughing so loudly that both your dog and cat wake up. 

"You could call Rue my baby sitter. They are my babies, my life." You say rubbing your cat's back while she gives out a soft purr.

And just like that both you and Harry continue talking through out the night.

The end.