I love dreams. Especially when people I love are in them.
"Y/n!! Come on!" Harry called out from the bottom of the staircase
"I'm coming babe!" You yelled back
You put on one last coat of mascara before running down the stairs. As you were about the last three steps your heel gave out and you went falling forward. It felt like an eternity as my body slowly fell toward the end of the stairs. Worried about how I would land and if I would land the wrong way, I moved my hands in front of me dropping my purse. Suddenly Harry appeared. Grabbing me and swooping me into his warm arms. Embracing me in safe heaven as I felt relief.
I woke up with a jolt and sat up in my bed.
I took a deep breath and sighed as I looked over on my right side. Seeing Harry cuddled in the bed sheets made me feel the same way I did when I fell in his arms in my dream.
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Harry Holland Imagines
FanfictionI think we can agree that we LOVE Harry Holland...I hope. This book is Imagines for the great Harry!
