I Could Only Imagine

Short or some longer #imagines. Leave a comment!! Thanks to everyone who favorite or likes this movella!!! I write personal imagines too!
Xxx Irene


10. Chapter 10 (long/Harry)


You’re walking your dog in the park one day. It’s a beautiful spring day, and the birds are chirping, and it seems as though the people are, too! Everybody seems at ease. Except for your dog, that is. Poppy (your dog’s name) had to sniff every little inch of the nice path you were walking down.

“Poppy! Heel,” you commanded. Poppy wasn’t known to be a very good listener, so she just looked at you in confusion, then went right back to sniffing the ground. Sigh. Maybe you should just take her home. Suddenly, your dog started barking. Without warning, she started charging towards something! You lost grip of the leash as she ran.

“Poppy! Come! Come back!” you called, running down the path to catch her. Finally, she slowed, right next to someone. You didn’t have time to look though; you just focused on grabbing your dog’s leash. But once you held it, she walked around the person and you, causing you too to get pressed together.

“Oh, geez, I’m so sorry,” you said, face turning as red as a tomato. You looked up to see who this person was…Only to come face to face with the one and only Harry Styles.

“Don’t worry… I don’t mind,” the cheeky boy replied, gazing down at you with that little smirk on the edge of his lips. You were frozen, just staring into his green orbs, when suddenly your dog started barking. The two of you quickly untangled the leash. You made a mental note to not give Poppy loads of treats later. You looked at Harry. His green beanie was placed on his head carefully, his “Lover” tee shirt firmly across his shoulders, black jeans, and signature Converse shoes. It was the Harry daytime look, and boy, did it suit him well. You found yourself getting weak in the knees. Harry looked at you.

“So, what’s your name, love?”

“(y/n)” you said, taking a deep breath. It should be dangerous to be around this guy. There were so many butterflies in your stomach, you could barely breathe.

“I’m Harry,” he said, taking your hand and kissing it. You giggled and turned bright red again.

“Nice to meet you, Harry,” you said. He smiled.

“So, (y/n), do you mind if I have your number? I’m off this week, and I’d love to spend some of it with you.” He winked. You pursed your lips, smiling at the same time. “Of course,” you said. Harry grinned and handed you his phone. You’re shaking as you program it in.

“Thank you babe,” Harry said, winking again, then leaning in to kiss you on the cheek before walking out of the park with his stylist, Lou Teasdale. You grabbed your dog, and turn her to face you. “Have I told you that I love you?” you said. She only responds with a lick to your cheek.


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