Harry Styles Imagines.

5

Y/N's P.O.V.

"Hurry up!" I yell to Harry pacing on the hotel room carpet.

We're currently in Texas, for my sisters wedding. It's 3 o clock and we're supposed to arrive their at 4:15 and it's already an hour drive, who knows about the traffic?

I look out of the window, squinting my eyes as I sigh heavily.

"Babe, just go on and I'll meet you there." He sticks his head out of the window with his tooth brush in his mouth.

"No Harry, I'm not leaving with out you."

"Y/N go." He says sternly and I sigh before grabbing my keys, phone, and purse and heading out of the door but then I stop.

"I love you." I turn to the bathroom and give him a kiss on the cheek and then leave.

Once I'm in the elevator, I text Y/S/N that I'm on my way and that Harry might be late. When I'm out, I rush out of the double doors, picking my dress up behind me.

Y/S/N is having her wedding right outside of a very beautiful, luxurious, and might I add very expensive hotel. So, I have to go to her hotel and meet her there.

I'm supposedly a bridesmaid but I haven't been told what makeup I'm supposed to do or how my hair should be styled so right now my face is clear and my hair is tied back into a ponytail.

Once I'm on the highway, I turn on some music to hopefully soothe my nerves. Ed Sheeran comes on and I sing along to the words.

"People fall in love in mysterious ways," I sing while shaking my head side to side slowly, "Maybe just the touch of her hand."

"Well me I fall in love with you every single day. And I just wanna show you I am," I sing and pound the steering wheel to the beat, "So honey now."

While I'm about to start singing again, I get a call and I keep my eyes glued to the road and pick up my phone, accepting the call out of the corner of my eye.

"Hello?" I ask out of cluelessness because I didn't look at the contact.

"Y/N! Is your hair and make up done? Are you dressed?" Y/S/N screams through the phone.

"No my hair and make up is not done." She groans and I hear whispering in the background.

"Well, hurry up. Martha said we only have 20 minutes left to do your hair."

"Well I'm 10 away so calm down. And who's Martha?" She ignores my comment and tells me ok before hanging up the phone.

"Rude. Moody much?" I roll my eyes and set my phone down.

6 minutes later I'm pulled into the hotel and fast walking to her room. I knock on her door 3 times before she actually answers.

"Took you long enough." She sighs grabbing my arm.

"Um, I actually gave you an extra four minutes thank you very much so watch it." Even though it was her big day, I was still the older one.

"Whatever." She pushes me down into a huge chair and turns the chair around to wear I'm facing a beautiful mirror.

Martha does my make up and hair in 15 minutes and I look stunning, even though that might sound narcissistic but I don't care. I look great!

There's a knock on the door and I hear my mothers voice outside calling my sisters name.

Y/S/N sighs heavily before swinging the door open.

"What!" She says and goes back into the bathroom to apply her makeup.

"The bridesmaids need to come out." She says ushering us outside.

Once the door is closed she exhales loudly herself, muttering "What a bitch." And I burst into giggles.

"Tell me about it." We manage to fit into the elevator and once we're down on the main floor, my mom tells me to line up with our boyfriends or husbands before we go in.

"Y/N, you and Harry are going first."

"But he's not here yet." I whine pouting. My mom just shrugs her shoulders, leaving me speechless.

She gives everyone else their order as I look outside of the window.

"Ooh there is!" I cheer, clapping my hands together as I see him smiling walking away from the other boys.

He opens the door and walks over to me smiling at my mom, "Hi Mrs. Y/M/L/N." She returns the favor as he looks over at me.

"Aren't you handsome today." I gawk, messing with his yellow rose in his suit.

He fixes his suit as if he's showing off and then looks down at me with that gorgeous dimpled grin of his plastered across his face.

"Alright love birds, get ready to walk." My mom says and pushes the doors open as we hear music starting to play.

Everyone stands and takes out their cameras to take pictures of us, even though we're not the ones getting married.

As we're walking down, arm in arm, I feel him lean down beside me and whisper in my ear, "You know, this could be us some day."

I look up at him smiling before saying, "You know, I don't think it could," His face falls but then I continue, "I think it would." And then that beautiful face of his lights up and he kisses me on the cheek before we climb the steps and separate to the other sides of the pastor, watching all of the other beautiful people walk up and stand beside us.

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