One Direction Imagines

Just comment what boy you love, what you want to happen, and your name! I hope I do a good job for you!!:)


3. Kimberly and Harry

"Hello?" I answer my phone.

"Kimberly! Guess what?!" My best friend, Jessica, squeals.

"What?" I groan. I pull my towel off of my head, and throw it into the hamper.

"We are having a movie night! So, come over as soon as you can!" She hangs up, so I get ready. I drive over to her house, and ring the doorbell. Jessica throws open the door, and pulls me inside.

"Let's watch the One Direction concert," I say, pulling it out of my purse.

"No! Let's watch Safe Haven first. It's already in!" Jessica whines. I roll my eyes, but sit down next to her.


The credits pull up, and I look over at Jessica.

"Jess, I'm going to go get more pop, okay?" I wake her up, and she nods. I walk into the kitchen, and pull open the fridge.

"Empty," I mutter. I head down to her basement, where the extra pop is kept. I notice a chain lock on the door.

"Weird," I murmur, pulling the chain off, and opening it up. I flip on the lights, and head down the stairs. In her basement, she added bean bags to her hang out room. But the couch was facing the other way, and the TV was off. Odd. I head over to the fridge, when I hear someone struggling.

"H-hello?" I grab a bat, and slowly walk towards one of the guest bedrooms. I kick it open, to see a boy tied up on a bed. I pull the bag off his head.

"Harry Styles?" I gasp. I rip the duct tape off his mouth, and he gasps in air.

"Thank you do much love," he sighs. I melt at his accent, and sit on the bed next to him.

"Why are you in Jessica's basement?" I ask.

"Well, the lads and I have a couple weeks off. So I went to your mall. I met Jessica, and she told me she had a flat tire. So I went to help her. But she knocked me out, and next thing I know, I'm in here. Then you came, and, well, helped me. Did anyone ever tell you that you are smoking?" He smiles cheekily. I blush, and shake away the complement.

"You got kidnapped?"
"I'm not a kid. I'm a man," he puffs out his chest, while the ropes tighten on him.

"Okay, man-napped. Here let me help you," I get up, and start to untie him.

"What's your name Babe?" He asks, as I untie one knot.

"Kimberly," I murmur.

"What are you doing?!" Jessica screams. I whip around, and she's in the doorway. I slowly get away from Harry.

"Jessica, you can't steal people. Especially famous people. We are going to let Harry go, and he won't turn you in. Okay?" I say, slow and calm. Jessica has a bad temper.

"No! You have to stay now too! Nobody will know I have him, or you here!" She screeches. Jessica slams the door, and i hear the lock. I slump, and turn to Harry.

"What are you doing?" He asks.

"I'm untieing you. Duh," I huff. As soon as the ropes leave him, he topples on top of me. His lips find mine, and we kiss, urgently. Harry's hands travel to my waist. My mind goes fuzzy, but not for long. I push him off, and wipe my mouth.

"What do you think your doing?" I hiss. His surprised eyes turn to apologetic.
"I-I'm so sorry Kimberly. I just thought, that, since we might be here for a while, and I was scared. . . And I though you liked me like I like you. . ." he crawls off the bed, and slumps against the wall. I get up, and sit next to him.

"Harry. Look at me." He slowly looks at me, and I kiss him back. Nice and sweetly.

"I do like you Harry. Just ask me first." I say on his lips. He nods, and we pull away.

"How are we going to get out?!" Harry suddenly screams. He gets up, and looks around. Too bad Jessica doesn't realize I know this house like the back of my hand.

"C'mon Harry, I know a way out. But you have to calm down,'' I put my hands on his shoulders, and they slowly relax. I kiss his cheek, and he calms down more. I pull him to the closet, throwing it open. I move all the pillows and blankets, until I find the trap door. I open it, and grab a flashlight.

"Ready?" I take Harry's hand, and walk down the steps. I wind him through the secret under basement, until I come to the other set of trap doors. I open them, and a warm breeze rushes in.

"Let's get out of here," I murmur, pulling Harry out. Harry leads me to our mall, where his car is waiting.

"Well, good luck to you," I sigh, walking back out of the mall parking lot.

"Wait!Kimberly!" Harry reaches for me.


"W-will  you be my girlfriend?" He asks, his eyes twinkling.

"Of course!" I squeal, jumping into his arms. I kiss all over his face, and he leads us back to his car.

"I can't wait for the lads to meet you," Harry grins, hitting the gas.

"Same," I laugh. I can't believe it. I'M DATING HARRY STYLES!!!!!!!!!!!!!










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