𝙸𝙼𝙰𝙶𝙸𝙽𝙴𝚂 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴́𝙴 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙻𝙰𝙼𝙴𝚃

𝙸𝚃'𝚂 𝙰 𝚂𝙸𝙶𝙽 𝙾𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙴𝚂

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You were at an event with Timothée and you were so excited to be there. You picked out an amazing sequin dress to wear that you were in love with. He introduced you to so many amazing people that he knew. You two eventually sat at a table with a few of his friends. The group ordered drinks and started talking. There was one girl in particular that was rolling her eyes as you spoke to everyone at the table. Maybe she just doesn't want to be here You thought to yourself. It would also be rude to say something to her in front of everyone and make a scene, so you brushed it off. You and Timothée were conversing with others at the table, but the girl started talking to you.

"So Y/N, you are Timothée's girlfriend?" She asked in a somewhat demeaning tone. "Yes, he's amazing." You say being polite in hopes that she changes her demeanor. "Really? I've known him for like forever and he doesn't usually date girls like you." What the hell is this girl talking about? "What do you mean girls like me? I mean i know he usually goes for blondes but is there a list of criteria i need to pass that i don't know about?" You try and crack a joke to lighten the mood a bit. You smile at her and laugh slightly and take a sip of your drink. "No. He usually dates pretty girls." You practically spit your drink out. You start laughing, then you realize she's serious and stop giggling. "Well someone's bold." You state simply trying to process her words. "He usually goes for gorgeous super models. You are just kinda... meh." She says leaning back into the booth. You are not taking this slander from a random girl, so you pick up your clutch and storm off. You b line to the restroom with tears forming in your eyes. "Y/N! Where are you going?" You hear Timothée yell over the music. His shoes are stomping quite loudly on the wooden floor making his way towards you. He arrives at the door to the restroom that you slammed shut and locked seconds earlier.
"Y/N let me in. What's wrong?" He says while knocking on the door. Your makeup is now running down your face as tears spill from your eyes. You unlock the door, then walk to the mirror and let him open the door.

"Why are you crying my love?" He asks sweetly as he wraps his arms around your waist from behind you. You look at his reflection in the mirror and start crying again. He turns you around so you are looking at each other  and you see the worry in his eyes. "She's right. Why are you dating me?" The muffled music plays in the background as you push him away from you. "Are you insane? Why wouldn't i be dating you? And who's right about what?" He moves closer to you but you step back. "The girl at the table. She made it pretty clear that you only date pretty and gorgeous girls and not girls like me." You say mocking her voice. "She's right. That's why i'm dating the most beautiful girl i've ever laid my eyes on. Why would i date anyone else when i have the best girl in the whole world by my side? And i don't know what she said that made you feel like you aren't the most attractive person on this Earth, but whatever it was ignore it because it is an outrageous lie." He was being so genuine, you could hear it in his voice. "She said she's knows you for like forever so i figured she'd be right." He looks at you with a confused look. "The girl in the pink dress? I met her a year ago at a different premiere. She was mingling with the same group of people here tonight. We made small talk but we know nothing about each other." You sighed loudly. "Well now i just feel like an idiot for believing some random girl. Her shoes don't match her outfit, should've known." You joke, earning a laugh from Timmy. "Being serious Y/N, i love you so much. Never and i mean never let anyone make you believe otherwise. You are it for me. It's you and it's always been you." You pulls you into a hug. You place your hand on his cheek. "You are it for me too Timmy. I cant imagine myself with anyone else. You are too perfect, you've ruined any other guys chances with me. No one will ever be as perfect as you or love or care for me like you do." He kissed you softly. You then notice Sign of the Times started playing. "Dance with me Timmy?" You ask stretching out your hand for him to take. "I'm not much of a slow dancer but it's Harry, i have cant say no." He pulls you into his chest and you start slow dancing."Bathroom dancing is the new ballroom dancing. So elegant and romantic." You two giggle at your comment. He stares into your eyes as your both sing.

Just stop your crying

It's a sign of the times

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Hello everybodyyyy! I haven't updated in like a week i know pls don't hate me :)  This imagine was based on Sign of the Times by Harry Styles (ofc) but the "bathroom version" that sounds like it's coming from another room. Yes, i also love harry and will continue to include him in my imagines. But i really hope you enjoyed this imagine. don't forget to VOTE and COMMENT if you enjoyed. PEACE AND LOVE EVERYONE 😽