Harry Styles Imagines

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Description - the evolution of Christmas time with Harry

December 24th 2014

Every year it surprises you at just how busy the pub gets on Christmas Eve.

This year it was absolute chocker and you wondered how you'd ever got a table in the first place. It was so busy that crowds of people had to stand in the middle of the room just to have a drink. There were six bartenders behind the bar tonight and even that wasn't enough.

Electric, is the only word good enough to describe the atmosphere in the room this evening. It was amazing. The sounds of 'Last Christmas' by the infamous Wham! was echoing off the rugged, wooden, walls. It was buzzing in here and it made you beyond excited for Christmas Day.

Christmas Eve was always reserved for having a drink with your friends. It was family on Christmas Day and friends on Christmas Eve - at least that way the way your town did it. Your family normally end up coming to the same pub anyways, 'The Red Lion', but you'd be sat with different people.

Gavin was the pub owner and he was the loveliest guy around. He was best pals with your grandad, so it meant you often got free drinks on the house - no complaints there.

This year you were here with a group of girls from university, having graduated with them just this past year. They were your all-time best friends and people whom you would cherish in your life for decades to come. You'd already planned on returning to this pub when you're all married and have kids. It was going to become your thing.

"I'll have a beer, again, please Katie." Grace ordered politely, seeing as Katie had offered to pay for the next round of drinks.

Out of the little group of you Katie was the kindest, always putting herself before others no matter what. Then there was Grace - the borderline alcoholic Irish - whom was a whole bunch of fun regardless what mood you were in. Last, but not least, there was Cara. Cara was, a bit like you, quiet before getting to know her and then out of nowhere she's an absolute crackhead. You wouldn't want them any other way, though.

You'd invited your girls up this year to spend your Christmas Eve traditions with you. You always raved on about your Christmases to them to the point where they wanted to come and experience one themselves. Grace had even postponed her plane home just to spend Christmas with you - now scheduled to fly out at 3am tomorrow.

"Yeah same here please Katie." You nodded, downing your current pint of beer.

"Sure. Cara?" Katie turned, knowing that Cara wasn't a beer drinker and she might want to slow down on the vodka if she wanted to remember Christmas.

"I'll just have water please. Think my mum would disown me if I was hungover on Christmas day." She laughed, causing the rest of you to join in. "Thanks, though, Katie."

And Katie was off to the bar in a jiff.

"Any plans for the new year, then, girls?" You asked them, taking the final swig of your drink before pushing it aside for the waitresses to take away.

"I'm going to the Bahamas with my family in January." Cara mentioned and suddenly you were very jealous of her. It's not like your family were poor or anything, but more that they like to spend their money on house renovations, and barn conversions, rather than going to a hot destination. Hot, beach, holidays weren't your thing either. You'd rather stay in cold England, feeling all snug next to your industrial fireplace, with a cup of your mums homemade hot chocolate and the best, new, book you could find.

"Kept that quiet, didn't you?" Grace teased, this being the first time you'd heard about her little excursion.

"Well I only found out a few days ago. In fact, it was the day when you were off with your boyfriend so I wasn't exactly going to interrupt your fun to tell you i'm off on me hols'." Cara responded back.