Harry Styles Imagines

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Description - you are attending your very first house party, and considering you're not a social butterfly, it's a bit daunting. 

You were woken up to a deafening knock on your dorm door. You looked over at your clock to see it was nearly eleven in the morning. You couldn't believe you'd slept for that long. Nevertheless, the banging on your door continued.

"Okay, okay, i'm coming!" You swung your legs out of bed and out of the warm comfort of your duvet. You gasped as your feet hit the cold, hardwood floor, sending chills shoot up your legs. You walked over to your door tiredly and opened it, without looking through the peep hole at who it was. You swung the door open to see your best friend, Debbie, standing on the other side. You rolled your eyes when you saw her. 

"Did you have to knock so loudly Debs?" You grunted, a little ticked off that she was the one that had deprived you of more sleep.

"Well good morning to you too, sunshine!" She entered your room without permission, as per usual, and sat on your bed. You closed the door and went over to where Debbie was sat. "Sit." She gestured to space next to her. You slumped down next to her, making the bed bounce a bit. You sure hope it was important, whatever she was about to say, for her to awaken you in your state - you weren't exactly the cheeriest person in the morning. "So... I have managed to get us invited to Louis Tomlinson's big house party tonight!"

You stared at her wide eyed. Louis Tomlinson was one of the most popular kids in the neighbourhood. He was part of a group of five guys who practically ran the school. They weren't the type of guys you'd want mess with. They were notorious for pulling pranks on teachers, mainly to gain the female attention, and picking on any kid that dared to give them a second look. You'd heard stories of Louis flushing some guys phone down the toilet just because he had taken the last chocolate pudding in the cafeteria, one lunch. Another story, from Niall, where he'd superglued all the students exercise books together just so the teacher couldn't mark anything - most likely because Niall hadn't done the homework. The worst thing was, they never got caught because they threatened anyone who dared to give their names up. 

You wouldn't dare cross paths with any of them. 

However, you on the other hand were definitely the biggest loser of the school so that wasn't really an issue. You were lucky you even had Debbie as a friend. Even though she was your best friend she had her own friendship group, which you weren't a part of and that sometimes meant you could go days without seeing her. You were shocked at how she had managed to get you both tickets, since Louis definitely didn't know who you were.

"How in the hell did you do that?" You laughed at her.

She smiled cheekily, and looked down as she blushed. "I may, or may not, be kind of sleeping with Louis?" Your eyes went even wider than before, which you weren't even sure was possible. 

You playfully shoved Debbie's shoulder. "You go girl!" She laughed, slightly jealous because, even though he was a huge dick, Louis was undeniably, really, handsome.

"Thanks, but never say that again please." You agreed with her and quickly moved on from the moment. "Louis and I will pick you up, here, tonight at 10pm. Be ready, okay?" You nodded your head at her, but then suddenly shook it when you realised what was actually going on.

"Debbie I can't go to a party. I mean, did Louis actually mean to give you that second ticket?" You started panicking.

"Y/N/N calm down will you? Louis asked me and I told him that I wasn't going unless you came with me. He said that's fine as long as you don't bring a book with you!" Her reasoning made you feel more calm and comfortable, even if the book stereotype was slightly offensive. "Okay I need to go. Got a lunch date with the girls." She kissed your forehead and then walked out of your dorm leaving you to squeal to yourself.