Harry Styles Imagines and one-shots.

SNL

When you'd heard that Harry Styles was going to be on your show, it was all you could do not to scream out loud. You'd been a One Direction fan for years. Nowadays, however, you were less vocal about it.

You were young and fond of comedy and writing, so being a comedy writer for SNL seemed perfect for you. You'd only been here for a little longer than four months, but you'd already become a favorite of the cast for your skits. You were by far one of the youngest writers on set.

When Lorne came to you and asked you to write the new "Celebrity Family Feud" episode you were considerably excited. Not only would you get to write an episode of one of your favorite parody skits, but you got to write a part for Harry Styles. It would be an understatement to say that you were excited.

"Wow, you look very nice today," your coworker Kate McKinnon said with raised eyebrows.

"Thanks," you said, pushing a strand of hair behind your ear.

"Any particular reason?" She asked, nudging you. She was one of your best friends on set so you thought you could trust her with your secret.

"Well, to be honest, I'm a big One Direction fan, I'm excited to see Harry," You admitted sheepishly.

"Oh really," Kate said mischievously. "Well he's here I think."

"He is!" You said nervously, you hadn't been able to prepare yourself.

"Yeah, I'll introduce you," she was grinning with glee.

"Kate!" You tried to stop her.

"Hey Harry!" Kate called, and seemingly out of no where Harry Edward Styles began to saunter towards her. When Harry reached you, Kate had the grin of the Cheshire Cat.

"This is y/n, she's a huge fan," Kate said and simply walked off, leaving you alone with Harry. You felt your stomach lurch with nervousness.

"Hello y/n," Harry said in his deep sultry voice.

"Hi," you said, making sure you smiled, and didn't look like a dying fish or something.

"I really like Sign of the Times," you blurted. "I mean it's just amazing, it really speaks to me about the state of the world. It's so powerful and beautiful, and different from anything anyone else is doing, I just I wanted to let you know....I really like it..." you tapered off, feeling awkward all at once.

"Thanks," Harry said, and he was genuinely smiling with gratefulness. "I was worried it wouldn't work without the rest of the boy."

"Don't get me wrong, I love the boys, but this song is just monumental!" You said smiling.

"Wow, that's really kind of you," Harry smiled. Soon you were talking like you'd been old friends forever. It was wonderful, you couldn't imagine a nicer person to talk with. He's was so real, so genuine, there was nothing fake or showy about him.

Eventually, of course, everyone had to get to rehearsal, and you enjoyed watching Harry in the skit you'd written. As he was practicing, he turned to you, and winked. However, this action was not unnoticed by one cast member.

"Harry, stop flirting with Y/N!" Jimmy called jovially, and Harry blushed. You began to blush as well, but felt your heart swell happily. "You can use your Styles charm on her later," Jimmy laughed.

In a little bit it was time for Harry to practice his song. You stood there in awe, as Harry's powerful, ground breaking voice rang out. The words seemed to vibrate your heart.

When he finished, everyone applauded. You were so proud of Harry that you began to tear up a bit. You'd been there for his Xfactor days, and for the first album, through all the tours, and to know he'd gotten so far made you so happy.

As Harry sauntered over to you, you wiped your eyes quickly to hide your emotions. However, as he walked closer, seeing him made you well up all over again. Without thinking you threw your arms around him, hugging him tight.

"That was awesome," you spoke into his shoulder.

"Thanks," he mumbled back, seeming to be thankful for the hug. He was shaking a bit, he must've been nervous. You let him go, and stepped back, embarrassed at your outburst. However, when you looked up his eyes were sparkling, and he was looking at you gently.

"So you wanna get some coffee after this?" He asked abruptly.

You had to hold yourself back from saying, "who me?!" You were amazed to see your dreams coming true before your eyes.

"Yes definitely!" You exclaimed. "Here's my number, just in case I'm doing something when you finish rehearsal," you said excitedly, scrawling your number on a piece of paper.

"Awesome, thank you," Harry said grinning at the paper you handed him.

"Y/n!" one of the other writers was calling you.

"I guess I have to go," you said drearily.

"Alright, well I'll see you later," Harry winked and you smiled brightly at him before running off.