I walked down the sidewalk of Finsbery Park in London England. I was here for the rest of summer and the first semester of the school year, for a student exchange program.
Today was a beautiful day; the sun was shining, the temperature was comfortable, and it was just simply perfect.
I walked towards the small lake in the park to go sit down on a bench and read a book.
I walked past an older couple sitting together and I exchanged "Hello's" with them.
I went to see if the other bench was empty, but it too was occupied, by some man with shoulder length hair.
As I got closer he looked up, and immediately I lost my breath.
"Hello," Harry smiled.
And as in Harry, I mean HARRY EDWARD STYLES.
"H-Hi," I got out of me, as I walked past him.
I looked ahead of me and saw that the next bench was empty.
I sat down and quickly looked to my left, and sure enough Harry was looking at me, making me look quickly away.
I steadied my breathing and opened my book. But somehow I wasn't able to concentrate on reading.
I sighed and closed my book, looking at the glittering water.
After a short while, I saw in the corner of my eye, Harry get up and make his way towards me.
I gulped and tried to look anywhere but at him.
Calm yourself Tay, just calm down.
My breathing quickened as he neared me.
"Hello again," Harry said, wearing sunglasses now, and a smirk was plastered on his face.
"Hi...again," I said, biting my lip.
"Mind if I join you, that bench over there got uncomfortable," he said.
"N-not at all...I don't mind," I stammered.
He smiled and sat down.
"Harry," he said, giving me his hand.
"I know....I mean...I'm Taylor," I said, shaking his hand.
"So, are you from around here?," he asked.
"No, I'm here for a student exchange program," I said.
"Oh nice! So you're pretty new here then?"
"Yes, so far this park has became my favorite place to come to and relax," I smiled.
"Have you been to central London?," he asked.
"Yes, well, a bit. I've seen the west side of it," I said.
"The west side!? But there's almost nothing in the west side!," Harry exclaimed.
"Well, I just got here like two weeks ago, so I still have time," I said.
"Time.....how about a stroll in the east side of London tonight?"
"Did you...just ask me out?"
"Indeed I did," he smiled.
I blushed a bit.
"So...are you up for it?," he asked.
"Then....I must get your number," he said, giving me his phone.
I smiled and typed in my number.
"How does seven sound to you?," he asked.
"Then it's settled," Harry smiled, leaning back a on the bench.
"What's so funny Miss Taylor?," he asked, sliding his sunglasses off a bit.
"Nothing," I said, quieting down.
"What are you reading?," he said, noticing my book.
" (your-favorite book)," I said.
"Interesting," he said, and read the book intro.
The sudden ringing of Harry's phone broke the silence.
"Hello?," he said, answering his phone and giving me my book back.
"Oh, okay, I'll be there in a sec. Okay. Bye mum," Harry said.
"You gotta go?," I asked.
"Yes, but I'll see you later," he smiled.
"Well bye Taylor," he said, putting his sunglasses back on.
"Bye," I smiled.
I watched him walk away.
I sighed and finally opened my book and started reading.
"He's here!," my friend whom I was sharing my apartment with, yelled up the stairs to me.
I quickly grabbed my purse and ran down the stairs.
"How do I look? Do I have anything in my teeth?," I asked.
She swirled me around and checked my teeth.
I was wearing an grey fancy shirt with a cute blue skirt, with matching blue flats. And a matching striped blue and grey purse to match.
"Per-fect," my friend said.
Just then the doorbell rang.
"Breath," she told me and opened the door.
"Hello," Harry smiled.
"Hi, I'm (your-friends-name)," my friend said.
"Nice to meet you, I'm here to escort Taylor on an evening stroll in London," Harry said.
I walked up to the door.
"Taylor! You look...wow....wow....," Harry said, lacking words.
"Thank you," I smiled.
He did too and gave me his hand.
"Bye (your-friends-name)," I said.
"Bye, have fun!," she smiled, and closed the door.
Harry took me out to his waiting Range Rover, and helped me in.
"I hardly recognized you, when you walked out," he said, once we drove onto the interstate.
"You really do look amazing. And beautiful," he said, looking at me.
"Thank you," I said, and blushed.
"Can I ask you something?," he asked.
"Sure, anything," I said.
"Do you...are you single?," he asked.
"Yes, I am," I said.
"I almost thought you'd say no. You're so beautiful....men must throw themselves at you," he said.
"No...not back home," I said.
Harry looked at me, then back at the road.
We parked the car in some random parking lot and Harry gave me his hand, as we walked out into the busy streets of London.
"So how long exactly are you staying in London?," Harry asked.
"Until the end of the school year," I smiled.
"Nice! So you'll get used to the London atmosphere," he said.
"Yes, I think I will," I smiled.
We walked in silence, but I could feel that Harry was trying to find another subject to talk about, which I found really cute.
"Would you like to come over to my house after our stroll?," he asked.
"Sure...if you want to show me your house," I said.
"It's not that messy," he chuckled.
We walked throw central London, took a ride on the London Eye, and took some selfies under the Big Ben. We ate dinner together and then we took a red bus all the way to the place where Harry's house was located.
As we walked down the sidewalk to his place, I felt him tense up a bit.
"Taylor?," he asked.
"Yes?," I asked.
He stopped and looked at me.
"I really had so much fin with you today. I love your personality, your cute laugh, you beautiful eyes, your hair, everything that makes you who you are....and you are so perfect," he said, gently placing his hands on my waist.
"I really want to ask the question...will you be mine?," he asked.
I steadied my breathing.
"Y-yes Harry. Yes!," I got out of me, then smiled.
He did too and hugged me.
He took my hand and lead me to his house.
"Welcome to my casa," he winked, opening the door.
He let me in first but held my hand.
After he closed the door, I didn't even get a good look at his home, when he pushed me up against the door.
"You are so beautiful," he said, his hot breath tickling my skin.
I bit my lip.
"You don't know how much that lip biting turns me on," he said, his eyes flying from my lips to my eyes and back.
I finally wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him in even more.
With one last glance at my eyes, he slammed his lips to mine.
Immediately, I felt everything explode in me.
His lips were so soft. Our lips fitted perfectly together, moving in sync.
Harry easily picked me up, wrapping my legs around his waist, going in for a french kiss.
His tongue explored my mouth.
After a while he started kissing my jawline, down to my neck, finding my sweet spot, earning a quiet moan from me.
I tangled my fingers in his hair, and pulled, making him grunt.
He stopped kissing my neck and pressed his forehead to mine, looking into my eyes.
"You are so beautiful, to me," he whispered.
Hello Taylor! I really do hope you like the imagine! Sorry for taking ages....( well, I just realized I always take ages...) ANYWAYS, I was on vacation, but yes, I did take the time to write this for you, I got home not long ago so yeah...I finally posted your imagine. Again, I hope you like it and comment on it :)
"All the love" xoxo