Harry Styles Imagines

Tea Time: Party

*VERY LONG* 2000+ words!!
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I was invited to Niall's 22nd birthday party at the private club Ridges that I had met Harry 2 years back. I knew he was going to be there, he never missed any of the boys birthdays but I never missed Niall's. He was there for me when my dad died from ALS so I was always there for him.

I finished applying a coat of mascara on my eyelashes before slipping into my black wedges heels. I felt good tonight, better than I had in the past few weeks after Harry left. There was a limo I was being picked up in with the rest of the boys at 8pm, so I had to be ready by then.

I gathered all my necessities in my silver clutch and made my way to the living room, sitting on the couch and waiting for my ride. Soon enough it was here.

And I had to face him.

Now.

A knock took me by surprise as I gathered my keys. I swung the door open, praying not to be met by green eyes, which I wasn't.

"Oh my- you've really outdone yourself tonight love!" Niall beamed as his eyes widened. I glanced at his outfit, which fit him perfectly. Considering it was a formal wear, he was dressed nicely in a tux. "Turn for me,"

"Stop being such a creep Ni, let's go." I laughed as I locked the house and followed him to the limo. He opened the door for me as I thanked him and stepped in, meeting with various pairs of eyes which nearly popped out of their sockets. Whistles were past around the room which made me laugh.

"I'm not a dog."

"Based on how gorgeous you look, we know." Zayn winked at me, giving me a side hug. I hugged the rest of the boys but realised someone was missing.

So he couldn't even stand to be in the same car as me? Real mature.

"He's coming a bit later, had a wardrobe malfunction." Liam stated, as if he could hear my thoughts. I nodded my head as the music pumped and we began singing along. The ride there was merely 15 minutes. Paparazzi were surrounding the place, wanting to see all the celebrities and their new couples.

"Y/N, how do you feel about your breakup with Harry?"

"Is it true that you're pregnant with his child?"

"Are you and Niall a thing yet or still playing safe?" I ignored all the comments as we were lead in by the bodyguard/ driver. Lights filled the club and many guests crowded the area. All heads turned to us as people cheered for the birthday boy.

"The Irish charm." Liam mumbled under his breath as he walked off to a group of people. I soon found myself alone and walking to the bar.

"What can I get you Y/N?" The bartender asked as he leaned his elbows across the table.

"How do you know my name?"

"Well you're Harry Styles' girlfriend are you not?"

I opened my mouth to speak but nothing came out. I hated being referred to that. 'Harry Styles' girlfriend'

"Ex."

"Oh," he slung his shoulders. "Sorry about that. Can I get you anything?"

"Yeah, whatever will get me drunk real quick thanks." I mumbled loud enough for him to hear me.

Finally, some time to have fun.

*1 hour later*

Harry's POV

"Go Y/N!" Drunk Louis shouted across the area of crowded drunk sweaty people. I looked up to see her on the catwalk, practically ripping her clothes off. Nonetheless, she was stunning tonight; the first thing I saw when I entered the club half an hour ago. She was sat at a table talking to a few people.