grayson dolan imagines

fine line

i'm a HUGE harry styles stan so ofc i had to make this<3 enjoy!

y/n point of view
"baby you want avocado toast or something?" i asked from the kitchen.

grayson normally makes the both of us lunch, but i was feeling generous today for no apparent reason. except for the fact that i love the boy so much.

"uh, yeah. i'll have whatever you're having." he smiled at me from the couch, making me laugh as i spread avocado on the toast.

i suddenly felt two buff arms wrap around my waist, immediately knowing the feel and the smell of the person that was now behind me.

"clingy, are we now?" i challenged with a smirk. grayson's chin rested on my shoulder as he watched me put more bread in the toaster oven.

"oh hush, you love it." he chuckled, tightening his grip on me.

"of course i love it, baby."

i pulled the toast out of the oven, struggling a little bit as grayson's arms were still wrapped around me.

he suddenly spoke as i fixed more avo toast. "alexa, play the album fine line by harry styles."

i quickly looked up at him, halting my movements.

"what?" he chuckled, moving to sit on the counter as the song golden began to play.

"since when do you like harry?"

he shrugged, biting into an apple from the fruit bowl.

"i don't know. you listen to him on repeat everyday, i guess he's growing on me."

"finally!" i threw my arms up in the air, quietly celebrating the fact that i've made my boyfriend a harry styles fan.

as the rest of the album played, we both sat on the counter eating our toast and singing along.

by the time we finished eating, treat people with kindness was coming to an end.

"is fine line next?" i nodded as i washed off the plates. "i'll be right back" was the last thing grayson said to be before taking off up the stairs. i just shrugged and continued my task.

grayson came back downstairs just as the chorus of the beautiful song was playing. his hands were hiding behind his back, making me super suspicious.

"whatcha got there, hm?" i smirked, trying to reach behind him to reveal whatever he was hiding. but he stopped me in the process, grabbing my wrist in his tight grip.

"it's a surprise, so you have to close your eyes."

i gave him a 'what are you up to?' look but he just stared at me seriously, making me look away and finally oblige.

i felt him place something in my hands, it felt like paper. i grew even more confused as he waited in silence.

"can i open my eyes now or what?"

the song was now increasing in volume, the trumpet part coming up soon.

"grayson?"

"open," he said just as harry started singing "we'll be alright".

i looked down in my hands, seeing two pieces of paper, both of them showing the same thing.

"are these-?" grayson nodded, a huge smile on his face. "you did not-! oh my god, grayson!"

i looked back down at the tickets, which read harry styles concert and meet & greet.

my eyes filled with happy tears and i covered my mouth. "i get to meet harry styles." i sobbed.

"oh baby." grayson laughed, pulling me into him.

"thank you so much," i cried.

then, the song came to an end and all i could think about was how amazing my boyfriend is.

published sept 29 2020
i didn't know how to end this so it's kinda awkward lmao

what's your favorite harry styles song? i'm curious.

mine is 'fine line' ofc:)