harry styles y/n imagines ☆ﾟ.*･

facing fears ☆ﾟ.*･

cw: mild descriptions of drowning, death
setting: you are a high schooler and you don't know how to swim. you are terrified of swimming until a boy named harry styles offers to teach you how to swim. 

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"Y/N, are you coming to the pool party later?", your friend, Regina Amber, asks you.

You hate it whenever people bring up swimming because ever since you were younger, you've had a fear of deep water. You were never sure why, but the thought of being inside a body of water made you panic. Because of that, you could never swim on vacations.

"No, I'm not the biggest fan of swimming, sorry," you apologize profusely. "I hope you have a good time though!"

"Oh, come on now. You don't have to swim! I'd love it if you could just make an appearance. It's the last day of school. Everyone's gonna be there. And you should too. Please, Y/N?", she begs. You couldn't refuse.

"Fine, but I'm leaving after a few minutes," you say in resignation.

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You roll around in bed, too lazy to go to the party. It's not your fault water makes you feel on edge. People always say water's not that terrifying, but they could never understand what you feel the second you enter a pool. 

"Y/N," your mother says, "aren't you going to go somewhere? I heard there was a certain pool party happening over at the Smiths."

"I don't know, they'll make me feel bad about having a fear of swimming."

"I'm sure they won't. You're going to regret not starting off your summer with a bang. Trust me, you should attend."

You force a smile, then sling your bag over your shoulder to head to the pool.

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"Y/N, why won't you swim! Oh my God, it's just water! You drink water? What's so scary about swimming in it?", Taylor says to you.

"It's a childhood fear. Sorry again," you sigh, knowing that they'll never be able to help you. You stare past into all the mingling in the pool party. Some people are swimming with each other while others are having a chat next to the drink stand. As you get tired, you eventually fall asleep.

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"Y/N? Wake up, everyone has left. Why weren't you talking with anyone?", a boy said, waking you from your slumber.

"I don't know, I couldn't swim, I felt out of place."

"You didn't know how to swim? I feel you. I used to be scared of the water. But my mother taught me, and I learned to love swimming. I'm Harry, by the way. Harry Styles."

"Oh," you stammer. He's cute. "But I don't think anyone will ever help me get over my fear of swimming. It's just too terrifying. No one can help."

"Is that a challenge? Come in the pool with me, I'll help you get used to the water."

A boy offering to teach you how to swim? And a cute boy at that. Suddenly you were all about the water. You walk into the pool, and your nerves are calmed by him holding your hand. 

"Just step into the deep end with me. We'll be alright. We'll be a fine line," he speaks softly. The moon shines over the horizon, bringing a nighttime bliss to your surroundings.

"Thank you, it's really helping. I've never been able to trust someone to help me with my problems," you say as he keeps you afloat, "You're like an angel sent from heaven."

"Quite the opposite actually," he smiles. "I guess you could call me a devil sent from hell."

"What?", you say instantly, unsure at what he said.

"And I'd like it if you could come back to hell with me. Begone, loser."

Harry jumps from the pool, leaving you desperately trying to stay alive. It's all useless, however. Your panic gets the best of you, and you slowly sink to the bottom of the pool. Choking at the water as it enters your respiratory system, you try to scream, but your head was underwater. You stare at the sky, unaware it would be the last thing you would ever see.

"Maybe don't be such a coward, next time. Treat people with kindness!"

the end.

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wc: 680
bit shorter than my imagines usually are, but i think it's worth it because there's a satisfying ending. i'd like to send my thanks if you're still reading my fics! i appreciate all the support from the bottom of my heart. i always try my best to include as much fluff as i can in these cute short stories. <3