Sidemen And Friends Imagines

Harry #4

This imagine is for @SkittlezKat ! Hope you enjoy!
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Y/N's POV

"Are you sure you're alright with sleeping on the couch?" Cal asks you as you lay out a blanket and sit down.

You roll your eyes at your older brother. "I'm positive. I'm the guest. You shouldn't have to leave your bed."

Cal laughs as you hear the flat's door open and close. Before you have time to prepare yourself, Harry walks into the room.

What's he doing here? Cal said he was out of town! You look like a mess right now!

"Hey Cal. Y/N." He says waving to the two of you. You stand up and fix your shorts. Once you stand up, Harry walks over and brings you into a hug. "It's been a while."

You feel your face begin to heat up before he pulls away. "Yeah, I was off touring some American states for the past month." You tell him, though he already knows because he follows you on all of your social media.

"I'm so jealous. That would be so much fun." Harry replies. You smile sheepishly at him, hoping it doesn't look creepy.

"Aren't you supposed to be in Guernsey?" Cal asks Harry, frowning.

Harry shakes his head. "No, turns out I got the date of the party wrong, so now I'm flying out next week."

You laugh and they both turn to you. "What? That is such a Harry thing to do!"

"Yeah, you're right." Harry says, shrugging. He teaches down and grabs his luggage sitting on the floor. "I'm going to go unpack. I'll catch you guys later." You can't help but feel saddened as you watch Harry walk away.

The thing is, Cal has known Harry for so long that what was originally a very obsessive crush, has turned so mild that most people think you've gotten over it.

You haven't.

And all the while, Harry has been completely clueless. Even when you were basically stalking him. Cal never told Harry, and as far as you know, no one else has either.

"Well, I'm going to go record some videos. Holler is you need me, otherwise just make yourself at home." Cal says, stretching.

Once again, you roll your eyes at him. "Yes, Cal. This is not my first time staying over here."

Cal sticks his tongue out at you before walking away.

You sit back down on the couch and flip on the television, scrolling through the channels. You settle down and watch some random movie that you found.

But, within minutes, you're asleep.

As you close your eyes, you see Harry's face. You're at a school dance, even though you never went to school together.

You look down and find yourself wear wearing a beautiful purple dress.

You look back up at Harry and he's suddenly changed clothes. Before, he was wearing a football jersey, but now he's dresses to match your dress.

You smile at him as he extends his hand. "A dance, my lady?" He asks, bowing. You gladly take his hand and let him lead you around the dance floor, to an unknown song.

One second you're weaving between dancing couples, then it's just the two of you of the dance floor. Harry spins you and picks you up and everything you could ever imagine in a dance.

Then, he dips you.

You quickly grasp the back of his shirt, afraid he's going to drop you, but you've never felt more secure.

You meet his eyes and smile. "I have something to tell you, Harry." You say, loud enough so he can hear you over the music.

"Me first." He says, bringing you out of the dip and resting his hands on your hips. "I like you, Y/N."

Your face gets red and you grin like the Cheshire Cat. "I really like you, Harry. I have since I first met you at Cal's birthday party. I have such a big crush on you."

Harry smiles at you and begins to lean in. You close your eyes and wait for his lips to meet yours, but they never do.

You open your eyes to find your self in Cal's living room with the tv still on. It was all a dream, of course it was. Now, Harry will never know how you feel because you're too big of a coward to tell him in real life.

"Y/N?" You hear Harry say, so you turn around and smile at him.

"Hey, Harry." You reply, scrunching your eyebrows. "What time is it?"

Harry looks at his phone. "Uh, eleven." He says, scratching the back of his neck. "Did you know that you talk in your sleep?"

Oh my god.

Oh no.

This is not happening.

"Do I?" You laugh nervously. You have no idea what you said. Maybe what you said had nothing to do with your dream, you can't know for sure. "What did I say?"

Harry cough and you can tell what you said in your sleep. "Um, well, you, uh, said that you have had a really big crush on me since you met me at Cal's birthday party."

And there it is. Your eyes widen and you look down at the floor. Why did you have to stay over at Cal's tonight? Why did Harry have to get the date wrong?

"Is it true? What you said?" He asks you, walking over to the couch and sitting next to you.

You don't look up, but continue to stare at the floor. Never did you imagine that it would come out like this.

You nod your head. "Yeah, it's true."

You hear Harry take a deep breath. This is why you never wanted him to know. Because now he's going to say that he doesnt feel the same. You'd rather be left in the unknown than in the friend zone.

"Y/N." Harry says, putting his hand on your shoulder, making you look at him. "If been in love with you since I saw a picture of you and Cal sitting on his desk. I fell for you even more that night that we officially met as you spilled fruit punch on me. I've just been too afraid of rejection to tell you."

You smile at him. "Really?" He nods his head. You lean in and kiss him quickly. "We can't let Cal know."