One Direction Imagines

'Tis The Season To Be Jolly

Harry Imagine: 'Tis The Season To Be Jolly
It's that time of year again, you sigh to yourself. More shopping, more running around crazy and even worse-MORE PEOPLE. That's the one thing you hate. You hate being around people. With your antisocial behaivor, it's surprising that you don't freak out around crowds. You were walking in the mall, right after you just got off a very long and stressful day at work. Deep purple bags stained the bottom of your eyes along with the smeared eyeliner from slightly having a mental break down. You work in JCPenny and today, your boss has been driving you nuts to the point that you had a mental break down.

You were walking around aimlessly in the mall, trying to remember where the nearest jewlory shop was since you need to get your sister a bracelete. Suddenly, a boy runs into you, knocking you off your feet and sending your things flying. Angry enough already, you shove the kid off you and scream in their face.

"Ma'am. I'm sorry for causing you trouble. Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?" The boy asked. You tried calming down and during those few seconds you caught a glimpse of what the boy looked like. His brown, curly hair reached down close to the start of his shoulders. He wore a black hat that had fell off due to the fall. He was dressed in a black shirt concealed by a hoodie that must keep him warm. His green eyes pierced into your soul, making your cold heart melt....for a few seconds.

"I need you to get out of my face!" You yell, stressed out about other things. The stress is so clear that even the boy understands why you're freaking out.

"I saw you in the store today. I'm sorry that you're having a bad day. Would you like to go grab coffee with me?" He offered and helped you up, returning the things that were knocked out of your hands.

You sighed and regretted being so rude. You smile and accept his offer as you two walked towards the nearest coffee shop around. He opens the door for you and you walk through. You take a seat while he goes online for the coffee. Your mind isn't in the best of places right now, since you recent lost a member in your family, that being added ontop of the stress. You think long and deeply about things until the curly haired boy returns.

"Here you go. Coffee with three packs of sugar and milk." He smiled and placed the coffee infront of my face.

"Thanks." You say and take a sip.

"You never did tell me your name." He responded and took a large gulp of his boiling hot coffee.

"I'm (Y/N). Nice to meet you." You say, trying to create a proper meeting.

"I'm Harry." He responds.

"That's such a lovely name."

"Thank you. (Y/N) is a beautiful name as well." He tells you, making your face turn different shades of red.

"Thanks. What are you doing for the holidays?" You question to bring up conversation.

"You know, the not-so-typical thing. Just laying around by myself. Honestly, I hate going to family gatherings and all. I'd rather play video games all day and wait until someone else comes over and makes me move out of bed. What about you?" He replies honestly.

"The same thing." You also say honestly.

You two laugh, seeming to understand each other. Suddenly, something in your body makes you realize that you forgot to buy the gifts for you sister and mother and makes you freak out. Your body shakes, coming to realizations that the mall will be closing in approximately ten minutes. You sit there feeling hopeless and sad when Harry notices your panick.

"Hey what's wrong?" He questions.

"I forgot to buy my sister a gift and the malls closing in an hour!" You state the obvious.

"Hey no need to worry. After all, 'Tis the season to be jolly." He states and puts an arm around your shoulder. He kisses your head and makes your face turn into a tomatoe color. "Now, let's go get that gift."

Once you got the gift, Harry drove you home, concidering that you missed your bus. You guys talked and made jokes the whole way home. Once you've arrived to the front of your house, you thanked Harry and exited the car. He followed you, holding some bags that you've collected from stores.

"Thank you so much." You say to him as he drops the bags in front of your house door.

"It's my pleasure, (Y/N). Remember, 'Tis the season to be jolly." He smiled and pulled out a sheet of paper and went back to his car.

"Tis the season to be jolly." you repeated before he got into his car. The car sped away as you collected all your things and went inside. You placed everything down and looked at the page. There on it was Harry's name, number and a saying in script. 'Tis the season to be jolly.'