Harry Styles One Shots.
These are one shots I have found on tumblr.
All credit goes to the writers of which I name at the end of every chapter. If any original writers of these one shots would like me to remove them, please let me know.
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You met Harry Styles at a New Year's Eve party.
Your boyfriend at the time had had some sort of connection, and you'd gotten into the party, but you were borderline regretting the whole idea because now you were bored. You were drinking some sort of punch, lurking behind your boyfriend as he somehow kept engrossed in one of the most boring conversations you'd ever eavesdropped on.
It was after you tapped your boyfriend on the shoulder to tell him you were getting more punch, after he waved you off and dove back into the conversation, and when you'd made it to the punch table that he'd approached you.
He'd startled you, coming up behind you and saying, "Good punch, hm?" just a little softer than normal, and you gasped. "Sorry," he said, smiling a bit, and you couldn't help but smile back, because who could refuse those gorgeous dimples?
"'s okay," you replied, and he said, "Enjoying the party?"
"Yup," you lied, leaning against the punch table.
"You're terribly unconvincing, uh..." He looked at you expectantly, and you shifted your cup to your left hand to hold out your other for a handshake. You told him your name, and he shook your hand as he said, "Harry."
"Nice to meet you, Harry," you said, and he nodded. "Ditto. What's wrong with the party, then?" You smiled, shaking your head, and told him, "It's not that bad. I'm just a little tired, but, uh... you can't exactly leave a New Year's party before midnight, huh?"
"You're right," Harry said, "that would be scandalous."
"Absolutely," you agreed. There was a beat of silence, and then he asked, "So, er - how's the punch? Reckon I should get some?" You smiled a bit. "I reckon you should." He raised a brow. "Are you mocking me?" he said, pouring some punch into a cup.
"Handsome and quick," you said, and he grinned. "Funny, too," he said, "and proper humble. 'm quite the catch." You nodded, looking over at where your boyfriend was, and replied, "Me too." Harry grinned. "See we share the humble trait, hm?"
You bit back a laugh despite yourself and, not quite unreluctantly, went on, "Only, uh... I'm already caught. That's my boyfriend, over there, and I should probably get back..." Harry followed your line of sight, and then nodded. "Right," he said. "Erm - nice meeting you."
