One Direction imagines

"Once Upon a Time"

Harry:

Once upon a time, in a faraway land, there lived a young and handsome prince, named Harry. He was captured and taken away from the kingdom by the evil fairy, Maleficent to be kept from awakening his one true love, (Y/N). Breaking free from imprisonment, he will stop at nothing to save his princess. He runs through the forest gripping his majestic sword and shield, fighting his way through the thickets of poisonous thorns. Fighting off every demon and creature the evil fairy has set upon his path, he finally reaches the kingdom and forces his way into the castle. Rushing, with great urgency, he climbs to the top of the highest tower where he finds you asleep. "Princess, (Y/N). Please, wake up," he begs, falling to his knees beside your bed. Running a hand desperately through his head of chocolate curls, he can think of but one solution. Carefully, he lowers his lips to yours, bestowing upon you, true loves kiss. Eyes fluttering sleepily open, you come face-to-face with his magnificent, emerald eyes. "Harry," you murmur, "I knew in my heart, you were my one true love." To celebrate the awakening of their beloved princess, the kingdom threw an enchanted ball and from then on, everyone lived happily ever after.

Zayn:

Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, their lived a handsome peasant, named Zayn who dreamed of a life full of fame and riches. That is, until the day he laid eyes on you, the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen, while in the market-square. Before he had the chance to approach his fair-haired beauty, you had disappeared from sight. Becoming his new dream, he searched high and low, asking every person he came upon. Finally he discovered that you were the princess of the Sultan. Gathering his newly found magic carpet, he flies to your castle window just as night falls. With a quiet tap on the windowpane, you appear before him, more stunning than even he remembered. "Princess, (Y/N)?" he hushes, keeping his voice quiet, "it is I, Zayn, from the market square." Lips pulling into a shy smile, you climb out onto the balcony. "I remember," you assure. "Come with me, Princess. Let me show you a whole new world," he hums alluringly, extending a hand out to you. Taking you on a flight around the world, your heart is soaring higher than the clouds in the sky. Could this be what true love felt like? His body is warm as you cling to him while the two of you ascend through the air. As you approach the castle once more, he locks his chocolate eyes on you, ending your midnight adventure with a true loves kiss.

Louis:

Once upon a time in a magical land, there lived a handsome prince, named Louis. He spent his days on his boat, sailing the seven seas. One day, a nasty storm hit, capsizing his vessel, and plummeting him down into the dark depths of the ocean. Lucky for him, the mermaid princess, (Y/N) had seen the accident happen. For weeks you had watched him, keeping a safe distance as you sat in awe of the mysterious man and the lifestyle he lived. Rescuing the unconscious prince, you swam him swiftly to shore, pulling him onto the sand. However, he did not awaken, and you worried you'd been too late. Softly ruffling his tousled wet hair, you lowered a kiss to his damp, pink lips. "Please, you must wake up," you muttered. Slowly, his eyelids wavered open, his eyes the same vivid color of the sea to which you belonged. Before he had time to fully regain consciousness, you retreated back to the water. Swimming quickly away, you hid behind a cluster of nearby rocks, peering hesitantly over at the place where he lay. Sitting up carefully, you saw the confusion masking his chiseled features, as he touched his slender fingers to his lips. Perhaps he'd felt the connection of your kiss as well. It certainly felt as though you had shared in true loves kiss.

Liam:

Once upon a time, in a land far away, their lived a handsome prince, named Liam. He was turned into a beast, due to an evil curse, that could only be reversed by an act of true love. Locked away in his castle, he feared he'd be alone forever, until (Y/N) stumbled upon his fortress in the woods. Having locked you away, he quickly grew fond of you, but soon began to realize that he couldn't force you to love him the same. With a heavy heart, he allowed you to leave. Through his enchanted glass mirror, he watched you go, and saw as you ran into a pack of wolves. Swiftly, he came to your rescue, fighting off the hungry, rabid beasts. Getting hurt in the process, you helped him retreat back to his castle, carefully tending to each wound. You could see pain in his warm, coffee eyes, as he slowly grew weaker. "Liam," you whisper softly, "please, stay strong for me. I can't lose you." Gazing intensely at one another, you tenderly stroke his face. "Please," you beg, "I know that your heart is good, beneath your beastly exterior. I know you are capable of love, Liam." As he's dying in your embrace, you lower your lips carefully to his. Suddenly, he changes, becoming human once more, for nothing is more powerful than a true loves kiss.

Niall:

Once upon a time, in a kingdom far, far away there lived a handsome prince, named Niall. He had many female suitors, for he was the epitome of prince charming, with his sandy blonde hair, piercing blue eyes, and a heart made of gold. However, prince Niall had yet to fall in love. That is, until he spotted you across the ballroom. Instantly his heart was captivated, and he had to know whom this angelic girl could be. Making his way over to you, he cleared his throat, gaining your attention. "Excuse me, miss," he spoke softly, extending a gentlemanly bow in your direction, "would you care to dance?" With a shy smile, and a curtsey of your own, you took his hand, following him to the middle of the dance floor. Gown twirling around you, the two of swayed to the melodious tune filling the room. "What's your name, princess?" he asked thoughtfully. Just as you opened your mouth to answer, the clock struck twelve, chiming loud for all to hear. "Oh no, I must go," you uttered, pulling away. Grabbing your hand he drew you back in, pressing his lips swiftly to yours. "Please, don't go," he murmured. "I'm terribly sorry," you sighed, rushing away leaving your shoe behind. Stooping low, he carefully cradled the glass slipper in his white-gloved hand, lips still tingling with true loves kiss.

[AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is not my story, but i'm writing right now a long story :) but guys send me ideas what you want me to write:) ]