Holland(+ Osterfield & Parker) Imagines

Heather // Harry Holland(or Sam?👀)

December 3rd, 2018

I was trying to get peace in a café and by the time I was done and I got out of the café, the snow started falling harshly like the heavens wanted to intentionally trap me in the café.

A guy with red hair and a well, not too bad outfit, walked towards my cold self.

"Hey, need a ride?" he asked.

"Kinda," I told him.

He took off his sweater and made me wear it.

I put it on and instantly felt warmer.
His car was parked just around the corner so we ran to it and got in the car. He drove me home with me giving him some directions.
As we were on our way to my place, he told me something.

"That sweater looks better on you than it does me," he said.

"Oh, thanks" I responded.

"My name's Harry, by the way."

"Y/N."

I invited him to my house and we instantly came to be best friends.

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Sometime in late November 2019 because 2020 is filled with lockdown so I don't want them to suffer from that.

It was night and I was sitting on the couch in the living room of my best friend's house.

I watched Harry's eyes as he looked at Heather, the girl Sam recently introduced to us as his friend, leaving.
He stood up and ran up to her when she was at the door. He gave her the sweater that I borrowed the first time we met. I only recently gave it back...

Oh, only if he knew how much I liked him...

"What a sight for sore eyes..." I said in a low volume.

God, at least she was pretty. I could see why he looks at her like that. Perfect hair, perfect body, and a perfectly amazing personality. She was basically shining brighter than the blue skies every time she entered a room with multiple other people.

"What was that?" Harry asked.

"Oh, nothing."

She's got him mesmerised while I just...die...

I stood up and said, "Hey, I should probably head home too."

"But I thought you were gonna stay the night?" Harry said.

"I, uh, just remembered my mum needs me to help her with something tonight," I told him as an excuse.

"We already asked your mum and she said you were free... Y/N, what's going on?"

Oh, shit.

"I just, uh, I have to go," I said, walking toward the door. I suddenly felt him grab my arm.

I turned around to face him and as soon as I did, he suddenly captured my lips with his.

I have no idea why, but I pushed him away.

"Why would you ever kiss me?! I'm not even half as pretty!" I yelled, tears streaming down my face.

"Y/N, what the hell are you on about-"

"You gave her your sweater! So, it's just old polyester?" I said, pain flowing through my veins.

"What are you talking about?" he said.

I ran outside and screamed, sobbing,  as the rain started pouring down.
Sam ran after me and pulled me into his arms.

"Look, I know Harry. He's my twin brother. I can see he likes you and nobody even has to tell me that," he told me.

"But he likes her better..." I said.

"God, I wish I were Heather."

"You don't have to be her. You just have to see the truth."

"This is the truth, Sam! He doesn't like me, he likes her. Why...why can't I just accept that?!" I cried.

"Come on, I'm taking you home." he grabbed his car keys real quick and he unlocked his car. I got inside and sat in the passenger seat while he sat in the driver's seat. He started the car and he drove me home.

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Sorry, it's short! But uh, there might be a part two? If you want a part two, please comment down a song title that might fit.