Harry Styles Imagines

29. You're Home Alone AU

It was the day before Christmas Eve, 'Christmas Eve Eve', but sadly there was no one around to spend a nice evening with you. Your parents had left for dinner together with some friends and your sister was out with her boyfriend. So, that left you home alone. Ironically, you were watching the film Home Alone too. You laughed at the coincidence.

Since there wasn't any food left in the refrigerator, you had ordered some Italian food and it should be arriving any minute. Just when your stomach started to make those weird noises, someone rang the bell.

With the money in your hand, you walked to the door and opened it. A young boy around your age smiled at you, showing off two dimples. Without any doubt, he was the most handsome guy you had ever seen and it sort of made you feel a bit uncomfortable.

"Did you order something at 'Bella Italia'?" The boy asked, handing you the white bag he was holding. You noticed his hair and jacket were covered in snow, making him look kind of cute and less intimidating.

"Yeah."

You took the bag out of his hands and handed him the money you owed him. Just when you wanted to close the door, he stopped you by turning around again. Your eyebrows pulled together, questioning what he had to say.

The boy scratched the back of his neck and you almost giggled at the sight of the face he made when he was embarrassed. It was quite cute though.

"Uhm... I'm Harry, by the way," he said while extending his hand. You shook his hand and nodded, but didn't say your name. "I...uhm. Like, I was wondering if you maybe have a screwdriver? My motorbike broke down and yeah..." At that moment you couldn't held your giggles in anymore.

"Sure. Come in."

The guy, whose name was Harry, stepped into your house and shrugged of his jacket. "Make yourself at home. I'll go search for your screwdriver."

You walked in the kitchen, searching for a screwdriver, but you weren't sure how it should look like. Is it that thingy with a sharp end or is it something else?

Shrugging, you just took the tool with you and walked back into the living room. Harry was awkwardly sitting on the couch, looking around.

"Here," you said and handed him the screwdriver.

"Nice movie," he said and pointed to the TV screen. You nodded, not sure what to say.

"I'll just fix my motorbike real quick and then I'll give you this back," Harry stated, jumping up from the couch and walking outside again. In the meantime you decided to eat your food, because you hated eating cold food that was supposed to be warm.

After a couple of minutes, Harry came back inside. "Thanks for that. Have a nice day."

Harry hadn't even taken one step before his stomach grumbled. You looked up from your food and let out a giggle.

"Do you wanna join?" You asked him.

"Oh, it's okay. You already helped me out and-"

"It's fine, Harry. I'd love to talk to you some more."

He awkwardly walked to the table and sat down infront of you. You both ate in silence for a few minutes. It wasn't really akward or something, you both were just really hungry.

"I haven't really caught your name yet.." Harry started talking again.

"I'm [Y/N]," you softly smiled at him, finishing up your food. "Tell your boss his food is amazing, because wow."

"I'll tell him," Harry laughed and you noticed his teeth were almost perfect. He also had dimples when he laughed.

"Are you sure you're just some delivery guy and not a famous model? Because you sure have the looks for it," you blurted, being the idiot you are. Harry laughed loudly and you enjoyed hearing the sound of it.

"Thanks for the compliment."

You guys talked for an hour until Harry decided it was time to go back, because he still had to work. He handed over the business card of 'Bella Italia' so you could call anytime you wanted and then left.

Disappointment was what you felt when you heard Harry's motorbike drive away. You had a wonderful night with him, but you were sure you would never see him again.

When you looked back at the business card you noticed something was written on the back. You turned it around and a smile crept onto your face.

'Call me whenever you want to. X
- Harry.