Harry Styles Imagines

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description - you've planned the boys a coming home party however not everything is as smooth as you would like it to be.

It was Friday afternoon and you were finalising the plans for the boys surprise party tomorrow.

They had just finished their WWA world stadium tour and you couldn't be more proud of them. The boys had accomplished so much this last year and through it all, you and Harry had managed to keep a healthy relationship between you both.

This year you'd told Emma, Niall's girlfriend, that you wanted the boys to have a special party because they deserved it after such a busy year. You wanted to give them a memorable evening, without overdoing it, as they don't really like big parties which attract lots of attention. Also, they'll be quite tired from their flight back to England, so probably won't want to have to interact with that many people. Still, you wanted to create an unforgettable night.

It was about 11 at night and you were currently sorting out the food and decorations, at the same time, for the party tomorrow.

Emma was helping you blow up some balloons whilst you finished off making up the platters of food. You had made a fruit platter, a meat platter, a cheese board and you were currently working on a vegetable one. You were planning on doing a BBQ at first but then you came to the realisation that neither Emma, or yourself, could cook on one - so that idea faded pretty quickly and classic boards of food it was.

Your phone suddenly started blasting out that annoying default ringtone. You put down the cucumber you were currently chopping and picked your phone up off the side. You saw Harry's contact image light up so you answered, in a rush to hear his voice.

"Hiya H. You alright?" You asked, curious as to why he was calling you this late in the evening.

"Yeah, yeah I'm good. A little tired but hanging in there. You alright love?" He asked.

"I'd be better if you were here." You gave out a fake sob and pretended to act really upset. Emma laughed at you, which set off a balloon flying around the room because she was distracted. Harry also laughed, completely unaware of the balloon noise.

The boys had been in L.A. for their last show a couple of days ago. You were hoping to fly out and make it, but your boss was an arsehole and threatened to fire you if you left. You didn't tell Harry that though, because you knew he would kick up a fuss, instead you just told him you had pre-planned to visit your parents. It was a lame excuse, and you felt terrible, but you were only preventing an argument between Harry and your boss - again.

The amount of times Harry had stormed your office because of how much of a prick your boss is was too many to count. Harry loathed that man, complaining he over-worked you compared to your salary and that he was also a giant perv. Harry had no proof of that but apparently he could 'just tell'.

Your boss didn't like you, from what you gathered, because all the other employees liked you - which was just stupid, but you needed the money desperately to pay of loans and debt. Harry, of course, had offered to pay them off but you politely declined. You weren't going to depend on Harrys money just because you could.

The boys would currently be on their way to the airport for their flight back right now, meaning you were going closer to having Harry back in your arms.

"Yeah I'm sure you would be! Anyways, just calling to make sure you remember to pick me and the boys up from the airport at six tomorrow morning? " He reminded you.

You were picking all the boys up - as you always did. It was like a ritual for all the boys, and all the girlfriends, to get a takeaway the first night back from tour. Eleanor, Perrie and Sophia were coming over early tomorrow morning to help Emma finish setting up.