may i please have a fluffy harry imagine based off of the song come back when you can - barcelona. my name is cheyanne! thank you!! xx
of course :D
"Are you sure I can do this?" he asked. His wonderful green eyes, brown curls and the deep dimples on his cheeks. You loved all of him. "I know you can. You’ll win. You’ll become a famous pop star and everyone will fall in love with you." you told him. "But I love you.” he protested. “Do it for me. I know you deserve it. You work so hard.” you stroked his dimples, the dimples you’d fallen in love with. You were both just teenagers, crazy in love. But you know what, crazy was a good thing. When you were older, you didn’t have the room in your heart for crazy. The only thing you knew for sure, was that you loved Harry. And apparently he loved you back. You knew it’d been his dream to go on the X Factor for years. You knew he could win. He was the best singer you knew. “When I become rich and famous, I’ll buy you a new house. I’ll buy you a new car, a new wardrobe. I’ll even get you that handbag you wanted from that fancy store downtown.” he promised. “Of course,” you whispered.
*one year later*
"Give it up for One Direction!" the host shouted. Harry and four other boys walked onstage. You knew them. The audience clapped and the boys waved. They seemed so far away. They were all the way in America, so far from Holmes Chapel. You never knew this would be happening. He seemed so distant now, so far away. He was one of the biggest pop stars in the world now. He’d left Holmes Chapel long ago. He’d moved into some fancy house in London. Now he was touring the world with his four bandmates. He looked so mature, so grown up. It’d been just one year since you encouraged him to audition for the X Factor. And there he was, on national television, the member of one of the biggest boyband in the world. As he started singing his solo in their new single, What Makes You Beautiful, you realized that he probably forgot all about you. There were thousands, if not millions of girls who would be absolutely thrilled to meet him, let alone be his girlfriend. You were just a small girl in this small town in Cheshire. You were just his childhood romance that lasted for about a second. He was probably hooking up with gorgeous Hollywood supermodels, different girl every night.
They had finished performing, and the crowd was going crazy. The host started interviewing them, “So, you guys, have any romantic interests going on? You must be busy, with the new album and all the touring stuff. But do any of you guys currently in a relationship?” he asked. The boys paused awkwardly for a second, then Louis spoke. “I have a girlfriend, her name’s Eleanor.” the crowd erupted into a large screaming fit. “My girlfriend’s Danielle,” Liam announced. You held your breath as Harry raised his hand. The crowd screamed even harder. Apparently the girls had fallen love with Harry’s curls and dimples, just like you had. “I have this girl, from Holmes Chapel. She was actually the one to encourage me to audition for the X Factor. I was in love with her, and I still am. I don’t know if she remembers me, but if she’s watching this, I would like to tell her that I still love her.”
