One Direction Imagines!

This story isn't exactly going to be a story. This book is a complete set of imagines! If you want an imagine written about you, just write in the comments your whole name, your eye color, your hair color, and which boy you would like to be with for the imagine! You can also add any additional information, such as if there's a specific place you want it to take place, if you want two of the boys fighting over you, if you don't want the boys to be famous in the imagine, etc.
I will basically write about anyone and anything! So please just comment below, and let me know :)
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Payton

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9. Alisha Walker and Harry Styles! <3

In Arkansas Middle School, almost nothing exciting ever happens. The most exciting things are when a new gas station is put in. Therefore, it's pretty boring. Alisa hates Arkansas because she believes life is about being in the moment, and spontaneous, but in a place where a new library book is big news, that's pretty hard to do.
It was just a normal day in eighth grade, when her home room teacher made an announcement. "We have a new student today, all the way from London, England! Everyone please give a warm welcome to Harry Styles!"
Then, the most gorgeous boy Alisa had ever seen sauntered in, confident as could be, with a smile and dimples that made her heart melt. He sat down in the one empty seat in class, that happened to be next to Alisa.
"Hi, I'm Alisa!" She whispered to him as the teacher started announcements.
"Hi, I'm Harry!" He introduced himself in the most adorable posh accent.
"Do you need a tour today? I know this isn't as big as London, but I could give you the grand tour!" Alisa asked. Harry agreed, and she started taking him around school.
"Down that hallway is the gym, down that hallway is all of the science and math classes, and down that hallway is the music room and auditorium..." Harry started to proceed to walk down that hallway, Alisa confused and following close behind.
"Where are you going?" Asked Alisa. Harry arrived in the auditorium, and went straight for the piano. "Do you play?" Alisha asked him. He nodded and looked down at his hands in his lap. He then ushered for her to so on the bench next to him.
"Can I play you something?" He asked, lights shining in his emerald eyes. Alisha nodded, and Harry looked to the keys. He started playing a beautiful melody, and then started singing.
"People say we shouldn't be together. Too young to know about forever. But I say, they don't know what they're talk-talk-talking about. Because this love is only getting stronger, so I don't want to wait, any longer. I just want to tell the world that you're mine girl!" He stopped and looked at Alisha, who had been blind sighted by love.
"Whose song is that?" She asked, speechless. He blushed.
"I wrote it," he smiled.
"When?" Alisha asked, nervous and blushing.
Harry took a deep breath in through his nose, and then sighed. "I wrote it just now, for you..." Alisha was flattered, and completely taken aback.
"I loved it," and then their faces started getting closer and closer, until their lips were centimeters apart.
"Is there any chance I can convince you to be my girlfriend?" Harry asked. That posh accent made Alisha melt inside. She nodded, and then their lips were pressed together, moving in sync, under the lights on her middle school stage.

Twenty years later...

Alisha and Harry Styles walked into the Arkansas School Auditorium, and took in everything they once knew. Their daughter, Celia, would be coming here in the fall, and they just wanted to come back. This is where they first kissed, where he proposed to her seven years after that day, and where their daughter would be attending now.
"This place has such beautiful memories," Harry whispered as he grabbed Alisha's waist in his hands.
"I love you Harry," Alisha sighed. He turned her face to his, and they kissed, as their daughter walked in behind them.
"This place is so pretty!" Celia squealed. She ran up and started playing music on the piano, a beautiful melody that Alisha and Harry clearly remembered. They turned to each other and smiled.
"Come on Celia!" Called Harry. And the family departed, hand in hand, with every new upcoming day as a new adventure.

XxOo,
Payton!
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