Long Zayn Imagine

#Imagine you had just broken up with Zayn about a month ago. He was the best boyfriend you ever had, but he said that his feelings for you had disappeared, and he had dumped you. It was horrible, you thought that Zayn was the one. And then, just out of the blue, he dumped you. It was the worst feeling in the world, and you had cried yourself to sleep every night for the next week, but then you woke up one morning, and realised that you couldn't spend the rest of your life crying over Zayn. You needed to move on, he was never going to take you back.
 You was walking through the empty corridor at school just after lunch time. You hadn't heard the bell go off and you was already late for lessons and you was hurrying to your next lesson. You quickly turned the corner into the Math's corridor and you bumped into someone. They were standing just standing there and when you looked at them you realised that it was Zayn. You took a step back, you was about to turn around and run away but he grabbed your wrist.
 'There you are! Come here!' he shouted to you, dragging you back by your wrist. You turned around to him and started trying to loosen his grip on your wrist.
 'No, Zayn! Don't!' you screamed, pulling your hand out of his grip and he let go, and you fell onto the floor. A door opened and a teacher came flying out and looked at both of you.
 'What's going on?' the teacher asked. You looked up at Zayn and he looked down at you. He gave you the Just go along with whatever I say kind of look. He looked back up to the teacher and then helped you up.
 'We was just on our way to lessons,' Zayn told the teacher, which was a complete lie. You looked over to the teacher and he was glaring at you both.
 'Well, I suggest you hurry up!' he shouted, and then hurried down the corridor in a huff. You started walking after him but Zayn wrapped his arms around your chest. You was about to scream out but he covered your mouth and lifted you up. He opened the door on the side of the corridor and ran into it with you still in his arms. It was the cleaner's closet. He placed you down so that your feet were back on the floor and then he quickly shut the door. You watched him as he moved to the other side of the tiny room and picked up a broomstick. He went back over to the door and wedged it under the handle so that no-one could get in.
 'W-what are you doing?' you asked him as he turned back round from the door to face you. You looked up at him as your heart began beating really fast. His back leant against the door and he slid down it so that he was sitting on the floor with his back against the door. He looked up at you and then looked down at the floor, gesturing that you sat down as well. You put your school bag down on the floor and you sat cross legged down on the floor opposite Zayn. You started at him, your head resting on your hands, your elbows on your knees. He looked back, not saying anything. 'What do you want Zayn?' you asked him, eventually breaking the silence. He took a huge gulp and you saw his Adam's Apple move up and down his throat. He took a huge breath and then he finally began talking.
 'I-I, erm, I n-never stopped loving you,' he finally stuttered out. You stared at him, like you was trying to stare through his soul. You stood up and looked down at him.
 'L-let me out please,' you said pointing at the door. He stood up and looked at you confused, and shook his head at you.
 'What's wrong? I thought you still liked me too..' he said, taking a step closer to you. You took a deep breath.
 'That time has passed Zayn, you made that happened when you left me,' you told him, a tear escaping and rolling down your cheek. You quickly moved your hand up to your face and wiped it away, not wanting your make up to smear.
 'I know, that was the biggest mistake I ever made, please babe. Take me back,' he said, the tears rolling down his cheek. You bit your lip to try and stop the tears, you looked at Zayn and shook your head.
 'N-no, I'm sorry Zayn. I can't do it to myself again, you messed up once, I don't want you hurting me again,' you said, taking a step back from him and folding your arms. You was trying to be strong but it wasn't working. The tears began streaming down your cheeks and Zayn did the same.
 'B-but I'm not going to hurt you this time, I promise, since the day that I left you, I've hated myself for ever finishing what we had,' he said, not even a whisper.
 'Yeah, but how can I be sure, how can I know that your not going to hurt me again,' I said, the tears still pouring down my face. He shrugged his shoulders and shook his head.
 'You're just going to have to trust me. I promise, I'll never hurt you,' he whispered taking a huge step closer to you so that your noses were almost touching.
 'Prove it!' you shouted at him. Without any warning, he crammed his lips onto yours, placing his hands on your hips. Instead of pulling back and yelling at him to get off you, you felt the sparks fly off inside your body. Your hands went around his neck and you started to kiss him back. You felt a smile spread over his tear filled face and you smiled too. He pulled back from the kiss and looked you deep in the eyes, his smile still wide.
 'So, will you take me back,' he whispered, his hands still on your hips. You bit your lip and looked up at Zayn. A week ago, if someone had said that you was gunna be getting back together with Zayn, you would never have believed them. But something seemed different about him, he definitely seemed more happy about you two dating this time. Maybe it wouldn't be such a bad thing if you and Zayn went back out.
 'Yeah,' you breathed as he took you up in his arms again and continued to kiss you. Just at that moment a teacher burst in the door which made you and Zayn immediately stop kissing. You both stood next to each other staring at the teacher, waiting for her to start yelling at you. She was giving you both a death stare, and for a moment she actually looked like she was about to pick the broomstick up the floor that had fallen over when she had burst through the door and kill you with it.
 'I suggest you get to lessons, I didn't see anything,' she said, closing the door behind her. You and Zayn looked at each other and collapsed into fits of laughter. When you had eventually stopped laughing he took your hands and looked at you. You looked at him as well and he breathed deep.
 'I love you so much,' he said, his brown eyes glistening.
 'I love you too Zayn,' you said, flinging your arms around his neck and giving him a tight hug. 'I love you too.'

Long Harry Imagine

#Imagine you and Harry were wandering about late at night, but it was Summer, so the sun was still quite high in the sky. You were wandering through the isolated streets of London hand in hand. It was just perfect, Harry had given you his jumper which was way too big for you, but you didn't care. You was cold, and the soft fabric was making your heart pound. Your hands were swinging as you turned the corner of each street, and suddenly you turned a corner to discover a huge field just filled with over grown grass. You turned to Harry and smiled, he looked at you and did the same.
 'I didn't know this was here,' you whispered to him as he shook his head.
 'Me either,' he said, looking out at the field. It went on for miles, you couldn't even see then end because it went on for that long. 'Come on,' he said, his hand still in yours, but he started wading his way through the very uncut grass. Your hand stayed firmly in Harry's and it felt amazing. You kept on walking through the grass, but soon began to get tired. Harry suddenly stopped walking and turned to you. He placed his hands on your hips and pulled you close into his chest. You put your arms around his neck and looked into his eyes. You stroked the back of his head with your hand, running your hand through his fingers. He moved his head closer to yours and his lips brushed against yours. You moved your lips onto Harry's and you started to kiss. Suddenly you felt a drop of water on your forehead and you looked up and discovered a huge grey cloud floating above you and Harry. More and more raindrops quickly started fall on you both, and soon, you were both soaking wet. You both started laughing and then Harry disappeared into the over grown grass.
 'Harry!?' you shouted racing through the grass, pushing as much away from your face as you could. 'Harry! Where did you go?' you shouted still running through the grass. You weren't sure which way he went, you wasn't even sure if you was following him. But you kept on running. You were starting to get a bit worried now, as it had been about 5 minutes and you still had not found Harry. You heard someone shout something in the distance and you immediately stopped running to listen. The rain was still pouring down on you and it had seeped through your clothes, but you listened hard.
 'Come and find me,' you heard Harry scream, but because you was far away from him, it was quiet. It sounded like it was coming from the other side of the field, so you began running again, but this time faster. 'I'm coming Harry!' you screamed, running back across the grass. You kept running and running, your feet felt like they were about to fall off. Suddenly you ran into something really hard and it made you fall to the ground, it was Harry. You looked up and there he was, smiling like an idiot. You jumped up of the ground and looked up at him, the ran still pouring hard on your face.
 'That wasn't funny, you really worried me!' you shouted at him, playfully hitting him on his chest. He looked at you and bit his lip. 'No, stop it! You know I love it when you do that!' You turned away from him and you was about to run away from him again but you felt his strong hands on your hips and he pulled you back in as you squealed in happiness. You turned around to Harry and he started passionately kissing you all around your mouth as the rain beat against you. The rain ran into your mouth and down your face and dripped off your chin. Your tongues were all over eachother and you felt Harry smile wide as he kissed your lips and then he pulled back to look at you. The rain was calming down and he took both your hands and looked at you. He leaned into you again and whispered into your ear.
 'Come on, let's go back to mine,' he said as he turned away with your hand in his and pulled you through the grass.

Long Niall Imagine

#Imagine you  was sitting at home one night when there was a knock at the door. You was sitting on the sofa watching your favourite film on the tele. You was real,y comfy, you didn't want to move. But before you even had chance to move, there was another knock at the door.
 'I'm coming!' you shouted, picking up the T.V. remote that was next to you and pausing the film. You got up off the sofa and walked over to the door. You grabbed the door handle and pulled the door back. Before you could see what it was they had already walked in and were making their way over to the sofa.
 'Hiya babe, you had a good day?' Niall said.
 'Yeah, what about you?' you said, shutting the door and walking over to Niall who had already unpaused the film and was watching it. You and Niall had always been really close. Your house was like his second home, and his house was like yours.
 'Yeah it's bee good, I was getting bored at home, so I thought I'd come round and cheer you up,' he said, tearing his eyes away from the television to give you a cheeky grin. You sat down next to him and gave him a confused look and shook your head at him.
 'Why do you think I need cheering up?' you asked him.
 'I saw what people were saying to you today on twitter, nobody deserves that,' he said, pulling you into his chest and hugging you hard.
 'Ahh, it's nothing I can't handle,' you told him. You had always got hate for being Niall's friend, but you didn't mind. If the only thing you had to do was get a little bit of hate to me Niall's friend, then it would be worth it. You layed there on Niall's chest and watched the rest of the film. You could hear his heartbeat through his paper thin shirt, but suddenly, it started to get faster. You looked up at Niall and he looked down at you. He looked sad, you sat up and looked at him.
 'What's wrong?' you asked him. He looked at you and then he just shook his head.
 'N-nothing, can we just finish watching the film?' he asked. You stood up and looked at him, you grabbed the remote off of the sofa and paused the film. 'Please, I don't wanna talk about it, can we just finish watching the film?' he asked.
 'No, I wanna know what's wrong? Why won't you tell me, you tell me eveything?' you said to him. He sat up on the sofa and looked up at you.
 'Fine! You wanna know what's up?' he shouted, standing up and looking at you.
 'Yes! I hate seeing you like this! What's wrong?' you screamed back at him. He shook his head at you and then a tear rolled out of his eyes and down his cheek. He sat back down on the sofa and hung his head in his hands. You could hear his sobs and the tears started streaming down your face. You couldn't bare to see Niall like this, it was killing you inside. You sat down next to him and put your arm around his shoulder and rocked him back and forth, trying to stop him from crying. He was crying for a while, and then his sobs started to die down. He looked up at the T.V. then wiped his eyes. He turned to you and then took a huge breath.
 'How do you not see it?' he said, you could tell by his voice that he was trying not to cry again.
 'Nialler please, just tell me what it is that's making you like this. I hate seeing you like this,' you said to him, a tear escaping your eye and rolling down your face. He moved to the other side of the sofa and put his legs onto the sofa, you did the same but at the other said. Your legs were tangled in each others and you stayed staring at each other. 'Please Niall, I'm begging you,' you eventually said, breaking the silence.
 'Okay,' he said in one quick breath. 'I've fallen for you,' he said, he stood up and ran to the door.
 'Niall! Wait!' you shouted after him, but it was no use. He grabbed the door handle and ran out of the door. You jumped up of the sofa and ran after him, you closed the door behind you. You saw Niall run down the stairs, you lived in a block of apartments, and you lived on the 11th floor, so it was a long way down to the ground floor using the stairs. You ran after him, constantly shouting his name, but he didn't stop, he just kept on running down the stairs.
 'Please Niall, stop!' you shouted after him, and it worked. He turned around and you kept running as you didn't realise he had stopped. You looked down at him and suddenly stopped, realising that he had stopped too. You stood on the stairs looking at each other and the tears streamed down both of your faces.
 'Why did you run off?' you breathed eventually. He looked up at you.
 'I just couldn't face you, I know you don't feel the same, I just couldn't bare seeing you, knowing that you don't love me back,' he said, the tears pouring down his cheeks. You took a few steps nearer to him.
 'But Nia-' you began.
 'No! Don't! Don't lead me on, if you're just going to let me down,' he screamed before continuing to run down the stairs.
 'Niall I love you too!' you screamed after him and falling to the stairs and started crying your eyes out. You sat there crying for a while, and then you eventually stopped. You expected that Niall had run off, run home, but he wasn't, he was sat there next to you. You turned your head to look at him, but he just stayed staring straight in front of him. You just stared at him, taking in how beautiful he had become. It had taken you until now to realise that Niall was the one that you wanted to spend the rest of your life with. You moved a little nearer to him but he didn't flinch. You slid nearer to him and then he looked at you and gave a false smile.
 'What's wrong?' you asked, shaking your head confused.
 'You don't love me, you just feel sorry for me,' Niall whispered.
 'Where have you got this idea from that I could never love you? I love you more than anything Nialler,' you whispered back. He looked at you and he smiled, but this time it was definitely real. You took one slide nearer him and now your hips were pressed against each others. He smiled cheekily at you and then put his arm around you. You burrowed into his chest and you started to smile uncontrollably.
 'I love you Niall,' you whispered into his chest.
 'I love you too,' he whispered into your hair, putting his other arm around you and hugging you tightly.

Long Liam Imagine

#Imagine Liam had gone on tour with the rest of the lads and he had been gone for the last 3 weeks. You really missed him, you hadn't seen him since he left. He had phoned you most nights, but it wasn't the same as being there with him. You weren't dating but you and him had been so close every since you was little. Over the past few months you had started to develop some kind of feelings for Liam, but you could never tell anyone. You never wanted anything to ruin yours and Liam's friendship. You lived alone in an apartment in London, and you decided to go on twitter for a while. You logged in and realised you had more followers that usual. You already had quite a few thousand because you and Liam are always tweeting each other. You had a few extra thousand which was a bit unusual. You read through your mentions and they all had the same youtube link pasted onto the end of them. You clicked the link and it was a new One Direction interview with a magazine company that you had never heard of before. You watched the video, it was just Liam. None of the other boys, just Liam, answering question about the band and their music. The interview was just about to end when the woman interviewing the boys pulled a picture out from behind her back and gave it to Liam. You saw his face light up and his smile was bigger than you had ever seen.
 'Liam, who is this girl? We have seen you tweeting and hanging round with her a lot, who is she?' the interviewer said. Liam smirked at the picture and then turned it to the camera. It was a picture of you. Liam took a big sigh and looked into the camera.
 'She's incredible, she's been my best friend every since we were little. I've always had feelings for her, but I don't think she feels the same way. I can't believe I'm telling you this, I just had to tell someone...' Liam said to the interviewer. The camera turned onto the interviewer and she started saying things about their website and magazine. Your heart was racing fast, all this time, Liam had liked you back. And it had taken him until now to tell you. You read through your mentions, lots of them were hate, but you didn't care, you had always got hate for being friends with Liam. But some of the tweets were nice, saying that they hoped you and Liam were happy together, but you really needed to talk to Liam. You picked up your mobile phone and rang Liam's number. It rang for a while, but eventually someone answered.
 'Hello?' said a voice on the other end of the phone.
 'Louis?' you asked.
 'Yeah, it's me,' he said.
 'Is Liam there?' you asked, quite confused that Louis had answered.
 'Yeah, but, erm, he said he's too ashamed to talk to you,' Louis said in one quick breath. You heard someone in the background shout at Louis.
 'Louis, please, put him on the phone. Tell him I want to talk to him,' you begged.
 'Okay then... LIAM! SHE WANTS TO TALK TO YOU!' Louis screamed. 'He's coming now, he was just on the toilet,' he told you.
 'Aww, thanks. I'm so glad you told me that,' you told him sarcastically. He laughed and then it went silent. There was a long wait but then finally someone spoke.
 'Hiya,' he said. 'Did you see that interview?' You breathed deep and then you said to him,
 'Yeah, I have.' You heard his voice drop on the other end of the phone.
 'Oh,' he said.
 'No Liam! I have felt the same way about you, I'm phoning to tell you....' you took a big breath. '..that I feel the same way.' There was a long silence, you just sat there, waiting for him to say something.
 'Yo-You mean it?' he eventually stuttered.
 'Of course I mean it Liam, I want to be with you more than anything,' you said down the phone.
 'That's exactly how I feel about you, I can't believe I have waited until now to tell you, I'm such an idiot,' he said, you could hear his voice shaking.
 'No! You're not an idiot! I could have said something as well! But I chose not to, because I was too scared that it would ruin our friendship,' you blurted out.
 'I know! But it just got too much, I love you too much, and I had to tell someone. That someone just happened to be an interviewer, and now everyone know,' he said, his voice was breaking and you heard him beginning to weep.
 'Liam? What's wrong if everyone knows?' you asked him.
 'You're gonna get hate, and it will be all my fault, I don't wanna be the reason that you're unhappy,' he said, you could hear him crying.
'Liam? What are you talking about? You're the reason that I'm happy, not unhappy. I can handle the hate, that's always been something that I've been able to handle. The only thing that would make me unhappy would be if you wouldn't let me be yours,' you said, the tears started falling down your face.
 'R-really?' he said, not even a whisper.
 'Yes! Liam please, don't give up on me, I need you,' you sobbed.
 'I need you too,' he said, his voice going back to normal. You smiled and you heard Liam laugh too. 'So...' he said. 'Will you be my girlfriend,' he asked.
 'Yes, Liam I love you so much,' you told him. He laughed.
 'I love you too,' he said. 'I can't wait to see you, it's been so long. Just a few more days, I'm counting down already..' he told you. You were so happy, a huge smile spread across your face.
 'I can't wait either Liam,' you said, your smile still huge.
 'Okay, well I have to go now baby, I'll see you soon,' he told you.
 'Okay, I'll miss you,' you said, your smile disappearing at the thought of not hearing Liam's voice anymore. You heard him sigh on the other end of the phone.
 'I'll miss you more,' he said. 'I love you.'
 'I love you too,' you said, and then he hung up. You went on twitter, and you was still getting the same mentions, some were hate, but most were nice and kind. You went on Liam's profile and you saw that he had tweeted something new.
 'Please dont send her hate. You no who i meen. We are dating and we r very happy. She makes me happy xxxxx' That's what his tweet said. It made you go all warm inside, you started smiling again, but this time you couldn't stop.

Long Louis Imagine

#Imagine you were walking home from work one night, it was summer so it so it was still light outside. You was walking along the pavement, enjoying the warm summer night, when you felt two strong arms around you. You looked down and saw the familiar wristband wrapped around their wrist. It was Louis.
 'Guess who?' he whispered into your ear. You pulled out of his grasp and turned around to face him. You smiled at him and then wrapped your arms around his neck, giving him a friendly hug. That's all you and Louis were. Friends. You always had been, you always would be. You had fallen for Louis a long time ago, but eventually you faced the fact that he would never like you back, so you moved on. You didn't see the point in waisting your time on someone that was never going to feel the same way about you. You had told the rest of the boys how you felt, but none of them ever told Louis, you didn't want them to. It would have been so awkward if he ever had found out, and you never wanted to ruin the special friendship you both had.
 'Heya, how are you?' you said pulling back from the hug.
 'I'm good, how are you?' he asked.
 'Yeah, I'm good too,' you said, smiling sweetly. He nodded at you.
 'Good,' he said. He stayed staring into your eyes and then peered down at your hand that was hanging next to your waist. He leaned over and placed his hand on yours, but you pulled it back from  him. He was making the feeling come back, you didn't want him touching you like that. What was happening? Suddenly all these feelings were coming flooding back. 'Hey? What's wrong? I'm not going to hurt you,' he said, grabbing hold of your hand. Your heart began beating fast as yours and Louis' hands were clasped together. 'Follow me,' he said, taking a firm grip on your hand and pulling you back down the street. Your feet were stomping along on the concrete in your golden sandals, it was beginning to get cold.
'Where are we going Louis? I'm getting cold,' you moaned, pulling your hand out of his. He pulled his hand away from yours and took his jumper off of his body and handed it to you.
 'Here, have this. And it's not that far, just a few more steps,' he said as you took the jumper out of his hand. You took your bag of your shoulder and handed it Louis.
'Just hold this for me,' you said as you began struggling to put the jumper on. You pulled it over your head and it made your hair go all messed up. Louis stepped nearer to you and dropped your bag on the floor.
 'Aha, come here,' he said as he ran his fingers through your hair moving it out of your face. He looked deep into your eyes and a smile spread across his tanned face.
'Thanks,' you said blushing and looking down. He had made all these feelings come back, and you knew that Louis would never want you. You was just setting yourself up for another heartbreak.
 'No problem,' he said, grabbing your hand again as he carried on walking. You walked for a little while longer, and then Louis finally turned around and looked at you. 'We're here!' he said looking nervous. You were both stood in the middle of an empty field. No people, no trees, no nothing. You looked around and were expecting to see something exciting, but there was nothing.
 'What are we doing here?' you asked him. He gave a little chuckle. He looked down at the floor and then bit his lip. He looked up at you, his blue eyes big.
 'I just need to talk to you,' he said, turning around and making his way through the long grass. You followed him, and then he suddenly sat down in the grass, and you did the same. It stretched right over your heads, so that no one that was passing by could see you. He took hold of your hands and looked at you. He took a big sigh.
 'Okay, here goes. I, erm, I think I've fallen for you,' he said, as his cheeks began to turn red. You could feel the tears brimming in your eyes, you had already fallen for Louis, you didn't wan to be messed around again.  You pulled your hand away from Louis' quickly and stood up. You turned on your heels and started to make your way through the grass. 'Hey, where you going?' Louis said wrapping his arms around your waist. You grabbed his hands and chucked them off you.
 'No Louis, don't!' you screamed as you turned back to face him. You broke down in tears and collapsed into a heap onto the floor. You wept for a while, and then you felt Louis come and sit down on the muddy grassy floor next to you. You looked across to him and wiped the tears away from your eyes. He breathed a big sigh.
 'What's wrong? I thought you liked me, the boys told me that you did. And I like you too, what's wrong?' he said, as a tear rolled down his cheek. You looked at him as the tears rolled down your face too. You sniffed up.
'I fell for you once, I don't want to have to fall again,' you told him, pulling your knees up to your chin and hugging them. There was a long silence.
 'But I'll be here, to catch you when you fall. I promise, you're not going to be alone, I won't let that happen,' he said as the tears streamed down his face.
 'Louis, no. I can't do it,' you said, turning your head away from him. Of course you wanted to hug him and kiss him, tell him how much you really wanted him. You wanted it more than anything, but you had to try and stay strong. He crawled around to your face and sat back on his knees. He leaned across to you and went in to kiss you, but you jumped up. You had to at least try and stay strong.
 'Please, don't,' you said as the tears began streaming down your face again. If Louis kissed you again, then that would be it, you know that you would fall for him again, and that's not what you wanted.
 'Why are you so scared? I'm not going to leave you this time, I promise. I can't live without you, please. I need you, more than you could ever imagine,' he wept, looking up at you.
 'Lou, that's exactly how I felt this time a few months ago, it hurts doesn't it?' you said, the tears still pouring out of your eyes. Louis might not have been able to stop your heartache, but you could stop his, and you couldn't bare to see him like this. You walked over and knelt down in front of him. You removed his hands that were covering his face because he was crying. You took his hands in yours and lent over to kiss him. He lent over to you and your lips met. You had fallen for him, all over again. But this time it was worth it, because Louis was there for you, to catch you safely in his arms. He moved his hands around onto your back and he layed down on his back, taking you with him. You was layed on top of his chest in the middle of this big field, hidden by all the grass. It was perfect, just Louis and you.

Long Zayn Imagine

#Imagine you had just been on a date with Zayn. You was walking hand in hand back to your apartment, you had been to Nando's and you had just laughed the whole night. Zayn was amazing, he could make you laugh like no-one else. He was walking you back to your apartment, it was beginning to get cold. You only had your a dress on, and a gust of wind swept past you both. It sent a shiver down your back and made you shudder. Zayn looked at you and cocked his head to one side.
 'Aww, are you cold babe?' he said, squeezing your hand tighter.
 'A little,' you said, shrugging your shoulders. He let go of your hand and took a step back, he reached up around the back of his head and grabbed the soft material of his jumper. He had a Ralph Lauren t-shirt on underneath it, and he pulled his jumper over his head quickly. His t-shirt went up with it too revealing his toned abs, you couldn't help looking.
'Here you go,' he said, taking off the jumper and pulling down his t-shirt. You looked up from his abs at his face, and then smiled. You put your hand on his jumper and grabbed it.
'Thanks,' you whispered, pulling it over your head and moving it down to cover your body. You felt so much better, not only was you warmer, but you lifted up the material up to your face and it smelt just like Zayn. It made you smile. You walked all the way home, you was nearly back to your apartment. All the streets were empty, no cars, no people, no nothing. You were laughing and you just didn't want this night to end. You were just about to cross the street when suddenly Zayn grabbed your waist and pulled you in close. His nose was touching your and his eyes were fixed on yours. His face made it's way round to your ear and you could feel his warm breath tickling your ear.
'I love you so much,' he panted breathing deep. You moved your head back round to his face and placed your hand on the side of his face, moving your thumb up and down his cheek, feeling his smooth skin.
 'I love you too,' you whisper as a smile shoots across Zayn's face. You kiss his lips softly, pulling back quickly. You smiled at him before pulling out of his embrace and walking across the road.
That's when it happened.
Suddenly you heard a mighty screech from behind you, you turned to see what it was. It was a car, hurtling towards you. It knocked you off your feet and sent you flying into the air. But after that, everything went dark.
You woke slowly, your eyes still closed together. You could feel the cold concrete on your back, and you could feel warm arms around your neck. You felt water dripping onto your cheeks. Everything was silent, except for constant sobs. Your eyes opened slowly and saw Zayn peering over you, with tears pouring out of his eyes.
 'Zayn?' you said, hardly a whisper. Zayn sniffed up and peered down at you. You felt his arms tighten around you.
 'It's okay, you're gonna be alright. Shhh, it's gonna be alright,' he whispered to you as he rocked you back and forth. You hurt all over your body, everywhere was bleeding. You lifted up your hand and blood was dripping off it, you looked up to Zayn and the tears began streaming down your face.
 'Zayn, I can't feel my legs,' you said, suddenly feeling really scared. The tears began rolling down his face, he smiled down at you.
 'Everything's gonna be alright, the ambulance is on it's way, everything will be fine,' he said, the tears falling down his face and dripping off his chin onto your cheeks. He began singing your favourite song, still rocking you back and forth.You looked down at his hand on the road. You reached over with your blood drenched hand and placed your hand over Zayn's. You looked up at him, your eyes filling with tears again. You suddenly felt the pain begin to fade away, and the darkness enveloped you.

Beep beep beep. You woke up to the sound of your heart monitor beeping away. You slowly opened your eyes and looked down at your body. No blood, just lots of wires. Every part of your body seemed to have a wire sticking out of it. You were laying in a hospital bed, and you could here all the nurses, talking and running around frantically. You scanned the room, and there he was. Fast asleep in the chair next to your bad, and he had his hand placed on top of yours. He was asleep so you didn't want to wake him up, and you was on so much medication to stop the pain, you probably wouldn't be able to talk to him. You just decided to go back to sleep for a while.
When you woke you heard more than one voice in the room, but you decided to keep your eyes shut for a little while, as you wanted to listen into the conversation.
 'Dude you have to tell her. As soon as she wakes up, you have to!' came a broad Irish accent from the other side of the room. The rest of the boys were here.
 'I can't, not yet. I promise I will, just not yet. Not after everything's just happened. She needs time to adjust first,' Zayn said, you could recognise his voice anywhere.
 'Alright man, well, we'll let you go, see you later, give us a ring if she wakes up,' Louis said opening the rooms door.
 'I will, thanks boys,' Zayn said, seeing them out of the door. He walked over to the bed and sat back down in his chair, taking hold of your hand. 'Tell me I'm doing the right thing? You don't want to marry me yet? I know your sleeping, but..' he took a big sigh. 'Do you?' He wasn't expecting an answer, as he thought you was still sleeping. You didn't know what to do, you wanted to pounce on him and scream at him how much you did want to marry him. You wanted it more than anything in the world. You tried to keep in your joy, but a bit let out. You squeezed his hand tight, and he let go off your hand and jumped up. He gasped loudly as a huge smile split onto your face and your eyes opened. He lent into you, not touching you, but your faces were near. 'I mean it, I want you to be my wife, so, what do you say? Will you marry me?' he whispered, tears brimming in his eyes again. You looked at his eyes and you saw your whole future, everything you ever needed.
 'Zayn, there's only one answer to that, that's yes! I love you so much, more than you could ever imagine, of course it's a yes,' you whispered. He pressed his wet lips against yours and then looked back into your eyes.
 'I love you too,' he whispered. You stayed there looking into each others eyes, you could feel yourself falling deep into his brown eyes, and you never wanted to stop, and you knew that you weren't now for a long time.

Long Harry Imagine

Harry's P.O.V

I'd known her since we were born. We had grown up together. We'd been through everything together. She was my best friend, she always had been, she always will be. We were in high school when it all began to change. We got put into different forms, and we hardly ever saw each other. We met up at break times and lunch times, we saw each other out of school as well. But soon, she began to change.
One day, I was sitting in the canteen waiting for her. She walked through the door, her hair swinging over her shoulders. She shot me a smile which made me tingle all over. I'd always had some sort of feelings for her. I felt because I was a few months older than her, I had to look after her. She walked over to the table, and sat down looking at me.
'Hi Harry,' she said.
'Hey, you alright?' I asked.
'Yeah, erm, so have you made any new friends here yet?' she asked, looking down at the table and drawing an invisible pattern with her elegent fingers.
'No not really, there's a few guys in my form that are alright,' I told her. 'Why have you made any?' I asked, starting to eat my ham sandwich.
'Well, erm, yeah I kind of have,' she told me as I carried on eating my sandwich. 'And they have asked me if I want to hang with them today. So, would it be alright if I sat with them, today?' I finished my mouthful of sandwich and nodded.
'Of course, hang with whoever you want,' I said, trying not to sound bothered. But I was. I didn't want her to leave, I wanted her to stay here with me, so that I could look at her, and just be overwhelmed by how beautiful she actually was.
'Great,' she said, smacking her fist on the table and swinging her legs around to the side of the chair. 'I'll meet you after school by the exit?' she said, standing up and standing behind the chair.
'Yeah,' I nodded.
'Okay, bye Harry.'
'Bye.' She didn't meet me after school, she walked home with her 'new friends'.  And that was what it was like every other day for the rest of high school. I just accepted the fact that she had gone, and I was kind of fine with it. But then, she got a boyfriend.

Your P.O.V.

His name was Jake. He was my boyfriend. I don't know why I got so caught up over him, because if I was honest, he wasn't that nice looking.
It was a Saturday night and he came round to my house. He knocked on the door and I ran to answer it. I swung the door back and smiled at him.
'Hiya Jake,' I said, as he stormed into my house and stood in the kitchen.
'Your parents in?' he asked, chewing his gum vigorisly.
'N-No, they've gone out for the night,' you told him.
'Good,' he said, throwing himself onto you. His tongue was all over your face.
'Jake no,' you said, trying to push him off. He pushed you down onto the kitchen and layed onto the top of you. 'Jake! Stop it!' you screamed pushing him off of you. He ran to a drawer in your kitchen and pulled a knife out of it. He pointed it at you as your heart started beating like crazy.
'Now lay down, and stop complaining,' he whispered to you. You layed down as he moved back on top of you. You just stayed still and didn't move, you just wanted it to be over, before it had even started.

Harry's P.O.V

It was about ten o'clock at night when I got a knock on the door. Mum, Gemma and Robin had gone out, and I was all by myself. I opened the door and there she was, standing there. When I opened the door she suddenly burst into tears and ran and gave me a hug.
'Harry I'm so sorry,' she screamed over and over again. I stroked her hair and hugged her back.
'Why are you sorry?' I whispered. She pulled back from the hug and looked at me. She shut the door with her foot.
'I never should have left you. You were the best friend I ever had, I can't believe I just threw all that away,' she cried. This wasn't like her to suddenly just show up, something had to be wrong.
'Babe, what's wrong?' I said, walking towards her and looking deep into her eyes.
'Nothing,' she said, scratching her arm. It seemed to be hurting her. I grabbed it and rolled up her sleeve.
'No Harry! Don't!' she said as I rolled up her sleeve and discovered a huge red mark.
'What's happened? Who's done this to you?' I asked, getting really scared.
'Okay, I'll tell you,' she whispered as she walked over to the sofa and put her head in her hands. I followed her and sat down next to her.
'I got a knock on the door about an hour ago. It was Jake, you know Jake right?' she asked. How did I not know Jake, they were like the David and Victoria of our High School. But she could do so much better than him, he was ugly and had a history of hitting girls, and she is just the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. I nodded and carried on listening to her story. 'Well he, erm, he came round and...' she started crying into her hands. I moved closer to her and put my arms around her.
'Shhh, it's alright. You don't have to tell me, shhh,' I whispered, rocking her back and forth in my arms trying to comfort her. It wasn't working very well though.
'No, I can do this,' she said, wiping her tears and sitting up on the sofa. She sat crossed legged facing me and I did the same, and our faces were almost touching. She was in so much pain and I hated seeing her like this. I needed to know what was wrong if it killed me.
'Okay, so he came round, and what did he do? Did he do this to you?' I asked, suddenly realising that, that could've been the case. She sucked in her lips as the tears began streaming down her cheeks once again, she nodded vigoursly. 'Did he hit you?' She shook her head and looked down at the sofa. 'Did-' I took a big breath as I couldn't believe I was about to say this. 'Did he rape you?' Tears began rolling down my cheeks, I just couldn't bare seeing her like this. She nodded at me, and then moved her knees up to her face and hugged her legs. She began crying so loud and I just moved next to her and hugged her so tightly, I was so furious at Jake. How could he have done this to her? If I had her, I would never let her go. I just wanted to go round and knock the shit out of him. I stayed sat there though, rocking back and forth trying to stop her from crying. But it wasn't really working, because I was crying as well.
After hours and hours of endless crying, she sat back and looked at me.
'I, erm, I better go home,' she whispered, as she stood up and walked to the door. She placed a wet kiss on my cheek and it sent a tingle down my spine.  She opened the door and then walked out, before turning around in the doorframe. 'Bye Harry,' she whispered.
'Bye,' I whispered as I waved to her. I didn't know what to do, I so wanted to kill Jake. I knew where abouts he lived, I think. I needed to see him, and cause him some pain. I couldn't just sit back and watch her like this. I didn't even pick anything up, I just walked out the door, not even locking it behind me. I walked in the pouring rain to his house and knocked hard on his front door. There was no answer so I knocked again, an then the door opened.
'Harry? What are you doing here?' There he was. Just the sight of him made me feel sick. I just lept on him. making him fall to the ground and started punching him in the face. About 5 times in the face, and then I stood up.
'Leave her alone!' I screamed at him.
'Who?' He said, sitting up and looking up at me. I knelt down to his angle and looked at him deep in the eyes.
'I mean it, you leave her alone. Or you'll get a lot more than a few punches,' I said right in his face. I stood up and walked out, closing the door behind me. I felt so much better, and the fact that I had hit Jake, and I hadn't been hit once felt so much better. He wouldn't bother her again, I knew how much them punches hurt him. I could see the tears in his eyes.  And if he did ever touch her again, I don't know what I would do.
I walked to her house, I needed to tell her she was safe. I walked up the drive and knocked on the door. She answered and she was standing there in her pyjamas.
'Harry? What are you doing here?' she asked.
'I, erm, I have to tell you something,' I told her, my voice really shaky. She opened the door further and let me in, I walked over to her sofa. She shut the door and then followed me to the sofa. She sat down next to me and looked at me. 'I, erm, I've just been round to Jake's house,' I began, and as I said it, her face dropped.
'What did you do to him?' she whispered.
'Well I hit him! I wasn't just going to sit there while you was in all this pain!' I screamed.
'Harry..' she said, standing up and flinging her arms around my neck. Her hair was covering my face, it smelt amazing. My hands fell around her waist. 'You didn't have to do that. When he left, he text me and told me he was sorry,' she said, smiling. SMILING! As if she was happy about what had just happened.
'Oh so that makes it all okay then? He can just say sorry and you go crawling back to him!' I screamed at her jumping back from the hug, I was so mad at her. How could she be so stupid?
'Harry? I aren't going back to him, I'm never going back to him,' she said, taking a step towards me. 'I told him to go crawl into a hole and die. I never wanna see him again. Plus, I'm in love with someone else,' she said, looking down at the floor. I felt like my heart had just been broken into millions of pieces. After all this time, she still didn't love me.
'Oh, who is it?' I asked trying not to sound sad. She took another step closer to me and leaned into me. Her lips met mine and she kissed me hard. She pulled back and bit her lip.
'It's you,' she told me. I felt a huge smile spread across my face. I was so happy. I picked her up by her waist and span her round as she squealed in relief. Relief from the stupid sleezeball that she used to call her boyfriend. But I had to be careful with her, I could never hurt her. Not that I would anyway, but she was extra fragile after the 'Jake incident'. But I was never going to hurt her anyway, she was my everything. My world. Me.