Harry Imagines

Please Don't Leave Me

MOLLY's POV

Niall is making me meet the rest of the guys today. He talks about them all the time; they are like brothers to him. I just hope I don't make a fool of myself. He picks me up then starts to drive to the hotel they are staying in. Niall is at home in Ireland and the boys are visiting. I moved here from England when I was 11. He pulls up at the back of the hotel and I get out, then we run in before people realise that we are there. "You OK?" He asks once we have found their room. I nod my head. Why am I so nervous? He opens the door and steps inside.

I follow him into the massive hotel room to see 3 boys standing in the kitchen. "Hey," Niall says, "this is Molly." The boys turn around."Niall! How are you? And hi Molly, I'm Liam," 1 of the boys says. He has short hair and a kind smile. "Hi Liam," I say.The next person to speak is wearing a stripy top and red trousers, he says is name is Louis.The other boy has a large quiff, this is Zayn.Niall asks where Harry is, and Louis says that he is on the phone to his mum. "Mummy's boy," Niall mutters and rolls his eyes.I sit down and start to watch TV with the people I've only just met. Like this totally isn't awkward.

The bedroom door opens and a boy walks out. Black skinny jeans and a rolling stones t-shirt. A few tattoos are visible on his left arm: a star, an iced gem, some others. He has the most amazing smile I've ever seen, with perfect teeth. Dimples that make his smile look even more perfect and him look even cuter. His hair: a head full of amazing brown curls. But the most amazing thing, his eyes. Beautiful. Amazing. Gorgeous. Captivating. Green. I look up at him and smile. "You must be Harry."

"Yeah," he said, "I am. Are you Molly? I heard the introductions." I nod my head, "Yeah, I'm Molly." Harry sits down next to me. "So," he says, "do you have any nicknames? Or is it just Molly? What about Moll? Or Molls?" I laugh, "No nicknames, I like Molly." "Well I like Molls, so tough," he says, sticking his tongue out at me. He smirks, showing his amazing dimples. "Do you guys have any nicknames? Maybe I should call you what the directioners call you? Nialler? Hazza? Dj Malik? Daddy Direction? Boo bear?" Now it's my turn to smirk, as they all complain and say that I couldn't possibly call them those things. They say Hazza is ok, and so is Haz, and Lou, but no other nicknames. "Ok," I turn to Harry, "What about Harold?" "No way! The only people that get away with that are my mum, my sister, and Louis!" He yells. I laugh. "I like how you put Lou in with your mam and sister! Boo Bear is showing his feminine side." Lou gives me death stares while the rest of the boys laugh their heads off. I think I might be starting to get to know them a bit better, It definitely isn't as awkward as it was.

It's time to leave because my mam and dad will want me home. As I turn to leave Harry slips something into my pocket. I look up at him confused. He puts a finger to his lips and mouths the words, 'don't show Niall.' I nod my head and smile, and then follow Niall to the car.<p> </p>*1 hour and a paparazzi attack later*<p> </p>"Bye!" I yell to Niall as he heads home. When I get in I shout 'I'm home!' then run upstairs to my bedroom. I've just got settled with homework when I remember about Harry from before. I reach into my pocket and pull out a folded up piece of paper. When I open it I can see his phone number and some writing. It says:Hi Molly. You seem really nice. I would love to get to know you a bit better. Please text me. Or ring me. I don't mind which! Just please. And are you free on Friday night? Love, Haz xxx

I don't remember him going and writing anything, when did he do this? Oh well! Who cares! Then it dawns on me, he gave me his phone number! My best friend's amazingly hot brother-like friend gave me his phone number! I text him straight away.Hey. It's Molly. And I'm free this Friday. Why?Then I save the number to my phone contacts. By the time I've done that I've had a reply. He says that he'd like to meet up with me on Friday for a meal out. So then:

Ok! I'd love that! Sooo... Is this a date? M x<p> </p>YAY! So glad you can come! And no it isn't unless you want it to be? ;) Hxxx<p> </p>Well, if you want it to be then I'm okay with that! :D M xx<p> </p>Okay! It's a date! I'll pick you up at 7? H xxx<p> </p>Yeah. 7 is fine. M xxx<p> </p>See you then! Bye for now! H xxx<p> </p>Yeah! Bye. M xxx<p> </p>:) H xxx<p> </p>:P M xxx

Okay... so I've got a date with Harry Styles this Friday! What am I going to wear?

Harry's POV

It's 6:30 and I'm sitting in the car outside Molly's house.Don't wear anything fancy. Just normal clothes. I'm outside when you are ready! H xxxI turn up the radio and lie back.

*20 minutes later*

There's a faint tapping at the window. I open my eyes to see Molly standing outside the car. I unlock the doors and let her inside. "Sorry. I think I fell asleep." She laughs at me as I turn the radio down. Molly is so cute when she laughs. We go a little way in silence. Not awkward silence, just a comfortable silence."So," she asks, "where are we going? And you were really early.""It's a surprise." We spend the rest of the journey chatting, and now I know a lot more about her.

I've got a picnic and I've found a really nice park with a lake and a view of the sunset. I stop and open her door. Then I get out the picnic from the boot and take her to the top of a hill to watch the sun go down. We sit and eat and wait.

Molly's POV

"It's beautiful," I say with a tear in my eye while sitting on Harry's knee, watching the sun go down."I know. But not as beautiful as you," he replies, looking me in the eye. For the second time I fall in love with those amazing green eyes. I wrap my arms around his neck as he pulls me closer. We both lean in and kiss, it's like a fairytale, fireworks and a definite spark. "That was my first kiss," I mumble, looking away. He tilts my head up so that I'm looking in his eyes again. "Really? It was amazing. Perfect," he says, and we lean in for another kiss that was just as good as the first. Once we pull away he bites his lip, he looks nervous. "You ok?" I ask."Yeah. I was just wondering if.. Molly... w-w-w... would you like to be my girlfriend?"

"Would you like to be my girlfriend?"With those words my world freezes."What? Tonight's been the best night ever but we've only just met Harry," I say. His face falls, and a tear runs down his cheek."Molly please," he practically begs, "I love you.""I'm sorry. Not at the minute Harry. We don't know each other."I look into those beautiful green eyes and instead of being full of happiness, they were full of love and sadness. "Ok then. But if you change your mind, and we get to know each other better, would you consider it?"I smile, "yeah, I would."

The drive home was awkward. We're meeting at Starbucks tomorrow to start to get to know each other. I go in and sit on my bed.

Harry Styles just asked me out. And I said no. What have I done?

Harry's POV

I asked her to be my girlfriend and she said no. That was 2 months ago now . I booked into a hotel by myself and extended my time in Ireland. Me and Molly have got to know each other now, and I've just asked her again if she'd like to be my girlfriend. This time though, she said yes.

-Muskaan xx