HARRY STYLES - IMAGINES

Lucky me HS

HAPPY NEW YEAR WHOOHHHHOOH finally something I love with all my heart (pls ignore the typos tho). I wish you all the best for 2020, all luck, love (if u single like me lmao) light and success and what ever you need, I wish for you! THANK YOU for reading all my crap so far and pushing this thingy here to 5.1k reads in less than two months. This is insane, I love every single one of you. THANK YOU if you ever voted and commented, saved this book in one of your reading lists. THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU! 

but now. on we go with my last ever imagine of 2019/ the decade! Happy fucking reading!    (salutes into 2020) - Nica xx

Harry hugged me from behind as I stood in the kitchen with my best friends Lauren and Tris, a glass of Shery in my hands. "There ye're love. Everything alright?" he mumbled softly into my ear, pressing a quick kiss on my shoulder. "It's not. Nothing is alright!" I exclaimed dramatically and my friends giggled. Harry crocked an eyebrow. "How comes? You look fine though..." I snorted melodramatically, turning towards him. "I know I am fine, your bitches bow down before me!" I giggled and his eyebrow wandered up some more. "Brave of you to assume that I have any bitches who could bow before you...how much has she had?" I rolled my eyes. "You are no fun. Ans also, you could've just ask me okay? I hadn't had that much. Like almost nothing, but I am just..." "...easy to get drunk. Got it." Harry said with an amused expression, planting a kiss on my lips. I smiled but pushed him away carefully. "Not with them watching..." I mumbled softly, turning back to my friends. "So what where you mewling about before?" Harry asked with a small sigh, resting his head on my shoulder. "She was having an existential crisis over New Year's resolutions." Lauren explained with a giggle, but Tris nudged her. "That is something to have a crisis about!" Lauren rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Actually no, but considering the fact that you might have had a Shery too many, of course. Harry laughed silently. "An existential crisis over New Year's resolutions? Really?" I gasped outraged. "Yes, really! I realized that I'm too far gone and there's no fixing me now." Lauren grinned widely, taking a sip of her Martini. "Tell us about it." She teased and Tris gave her a warning look. "I am totally irresponsible! I haven't even tried to live after my resolutions last year, and last year's resolutions were from over two years, that means that I have not changed anything in like five years because those from three years were from approximately 2015. I am a mess." Harry tried his hardest not to laugh, but a look at Lauren who had emptied her drink dramatically, he cracked up. "Oh darling..." he sighed, pulling me closer. "You really shouldn't worry about those things. I am pretty sure that almost no one really changes something severely. Besides, we're celebrating the last night of 2019, at a wonderful party with great people...no proper place for a pity party, or is it?" I sighed, looking over at Tris who seemed the only one drunk enough to really get my problem. "If you say so..." I gave in, after he pressed another kiss to my neck. "Let's go for another drink Tris, shall we?" Harry and Lauren groaned but Tris shot me a mischievous smile and nodded lightly. "Let's. Y'all just don't respect our problems enough." She then exclaimed over her shoulder, before grabbing my hand and dragging me out of Harry's arms and the kitchen. 

After a well spiked mug of mulled wine, Tris and I decided to go dance. Especially because I'm in love with monster by Fifth Harmony was currently blasting through the speakers – a wonderful song to let loose to. I caught sight of Harry during one of the bridges, he was currently talking to Mitch – this new Year's eve party's host for this time. Last year it had been Sammy and the year before, Harry and I had hosted it. I skipped over to him softly tapping his shoulder. He turned around immediately, snapping more like. He caught me offguard with his rushed movement and I stumbled back. If it wasn't for Harry, I would've also hit the parquet floor, but luckily he caught me arm right before. "Sorry m'love...didn't wanted to scare ye. I just thought it's Tyler again with his stupid Nerve-gun..." he apologized and I just grinned. The bridge fit perfect with what I planned on saying. Just as one of the girls sung "I'm in love with a monster!" I pointed at him, fighting my smile. "That's a tad rude, innit?" he replied drily, shaking his head softly at me. "At least I love you!" I laughed and Harry grinned, pulling me into his arms once again. "Yeah, at least." I kissed his cheek quickly. "Exactly! Oh hi Sarah!" Sarah had joined us, wrapping her arms around Mitch from the side. "Hi there lovie. Enjoying the party so far?" she asked sweetly and I nodded, wanting to add something more, but Harry cut me off. "She's proper tanked-up already." I nudged him quickly, giving him a glare. "Not nice Mr Styles! Remember your little thingy, treat people with kindness it's call. And I am people!" Harry laughed before pressing a loving kiss on my lips. "Sorry dear. Though, you just called me a monster." I huffed, biting back a smile. "Yeah, but I also said that I love you..." my voice faded and I perked up. That song... "Oh god, it's The Weeknd!" I bubbled excitedly, ignoring Harry, Mitch and Sarah's slightly confused faces. "Yeah so...?" Harry asked, stretching his question. "What? It's The Weeknd Harry! What more questions are there?" I gave him a puzzled look. Even my intoxicated self, realized that "Yeah so" was not an appropriate question/ reaction regarding Abel Tesfaye, ever. "I love him? Besides, who doesn't. His voice is just so...so hot. He could definitely get it, that's for sure." Harry had wide eyes, but his lip corners twitched. "Jeez love..." I gave him an impish smile. "It's the truth! But lucky you, he won't ever. Unless you dump me Harry, I swear to god I will fuc-..." Harry shut my mouth with his lips and sealed any other drunken words in it. "But I won't. And lucky me, I will be the one getting that New Year's eve kiss, correct?" I nodded, wrapping my arms around his neck. "Correct Sir. I will be available as far as I know." He chuckled against my lips, pecking them one last time before parting. "Good to know. I suppose you now want to dance to The Weenkd with Tris? You kinda let her hanging there..." I snapped around to Tris dancing alone, but feeling it nonetheless. "Woupsie daisy. "Guess you're right, see ya midnight!" he nodded, letting go of me. "Oh and babe?" I turned again. "Don't drink too much anymore, yeah? I love you." I rolled my eyes playfully. "Sure Sir! Love you too."