Harry Styles Imagines and one-shots.

Mermaid (AU)

I sat along the beach. I hated being here. I usually wouldn't mind being at a beautiful beach, but this trip was with my class. Not a single person in my class liked me, and they all liked things I didn't care about. I'd already been berated for not having a brand name bathing suit, and for bringing a book to the beach. I didn't want to be whiny, but my goodness.

I just needed a break from all of them. I wished my real friends were here, but none of them went to my school.

Currently, I was on a part of the beach about fifty feet away from my classmates. Rocks hid me from their judgmental eyes. I was very much enjoying reading my YA novel.

"Hello," a british voice said enthusiastically. I nearly jumped out of my skin. I hit my tailbone hard against the rock. I let out a curse and then looked at who was speaking.

A very handsome boy was sticking half out of the water. His eyes were a shocking emerald green. His dark brown hair was cropped short, and dripping water. His mouth was wide, and his lips were magenta. His nose was wide as well, and his jaw was very well defined. He was absolutely gorgeous. His body had pale blue markings, like tattoos, but shiny. They covered his arms and even decorated his chest and abdomen. He was enchanting.

"He looks like me," he said reaching a long finger out to point at the merman on my book.

I stared at the boy and then back to the book. I didn't dare look into the water, sure I would be labeled insane if I saw what I thought I'd see. I looked. Sure enough, a green tail, the same shade as the boy's eyes, was sticking out of the blue water.

"I'm Harry, what is your name?" He asked.

"I'm y/n," I said slowly. Was I dreaming? Was I back at the hotel sleeping?

"You've got nice legs," Harry said in mezmeration. He ran a hand over the length of my leg.

Perhaps in another situation, a situation where Harry wasn't part sea creature, I would've enjoyed the touch. After all, Harry was extremely attractive.

"Um, thank you," I said.

"Sometimes, I wish I had legs," Harry mused.

"Oh, w-why," I asked, still unsure about the situation.

"Because the land looks so fun," Harry sighed.

"Well, what happens if you come out of the water?" I asked, having seen my fair share of media focused on mermaids.

"I've never tried," Harry said thoughtfully.

"Come up here then," I said and beckoned him up on the rock. He scooted himself up onto the bank. His thick green tail was covered in wet sand.

"Just wait a couple minutes," I instructed.

"Your neck is pretty too, no gills," Harry ran a finger down my neck and I felt myself shudder. I bit my lip.

"Look!" I said and we stared at Harry's tail that was changing into long, thin legs.

"Oh shit," I said, realizing what was about to happen. I handed him my book to cover his new genitals.

"This is amazing," Harry said wiggling his toes.

"We should get you come clothes," I chuckled.

"Okay!" He said excitedly.

"Um, can you help me up?" He asked. I chuckled and nodded. I helped him up. He kept one arm around me and the other holding the book.

"Harry, I think this will be the beginning of a beautiful friendship," I grinned, and he beamed back.