Harry Styles Imagines

You two meet at an interview

*I picture this 2013 era. You're a famous actress/model*You and One Direction are on the late late show at the same time*

"Please welcome my next guest, actress and model y/n y/l/n!" You walk from behind the curtain. You wave at fans in the audience as they scream.
"Hello"
"Hi" you give James a quick hug before you sit on the long couch.
"How are you?" James asks after the audience gets quite again.
"Good" you nod.
"You just finished a movie, yes?" He asks.
"Yes. But, I'm not allowed to say much about it yet" you say. You both talk for a few minutes before it's time for commercial.
"After this short break we'll be right back with one direction on the couch with y/n!" James shouts at the camera. You get nervous at the mention of the band name. You've always had a celebrity crush on harry. You aren't really shy about telling the public these things because it's easy to make jokes about, but now you're starting to feel embarrassed about how you've said you like him all those times. You never thought you'd actually meet him.
"Welcome back! I'm here with y/n y/l/n and please welcome One Direction!" James introduces them. The entire studio erupts with screams. You and James stand to greet all five boys. You give them all a quick hug before they sit on the couch one by one. Harry comes out last. You sit on the end of the couch, closest to James's desk, with Harry to your side.
"Welcome boys. I'm glad to have you back" James tells them.
"Thanks for having us" harry responds for all of them.
"So let's talk about the elephant in the room" James says, getting rid of the professional tone "you could cut the tension with a knife!" He motions between you and Harry. You all laugh at the statement, you try to keep your face from turning red. "Y/n you've said many times before that you're a fan of One Direction, do you have a favorite member?"
"Uh. I am a big fan, so no, real directioners don't choose favorites" you nod, satisfied with how you dodged the question.
"Come on. We all know who it is" James raises his eye brows at you.
"Don't worry about hurting our feelings" Louis points out.
"Harry" you sigh, embarrassed.
"Harry's your favorite. What else is Harry to you?" James smiles cheekily.
"I don't like you right now." You say directly to James, under your breath "Harry is my celebrity crush" you roll your eyes. The boys laugh as Harry starts blushing a little.
"Oh! Harry's blushing! Is the feeling mutual?" James points out.
"I mean..." Harry hangs his head.
"Have you seen something that she was in? movie? tv show? Cover of Vogue?" James lists the things you've done.
"I'm, I'm a fan" Harry hesitates.
"He likes her" Louis tells James.
"Oh really? Harry's got a celebrity crush as well?" James sing songs.
"Yeah. The other day we watched one of y/n's movies and Harry goes 'I like her. she's really pretty'" Niall adds. Harry slumps down, trying to cover his face with his hand. You are trying to hid the blush forming in your cheeks.
"Just the other week he bought the magazine she was in the cover of!" Liam states.
"Harold, would you say that you ah, like her?" James laughs. Harry brings his hand to his face, covering his eyes. "Maybe we'll send them on a date? A new segment on the show!" James jokes. The whole audience erupts in screams. You feel heat rising in your cheeks. Everyone can sense the growing awkwardness.
"Alright. We'll be right back after a short break. Don't go anywhere." James cuts to commercial.

*skip the rest of the show*

"Hey, y/n" Harry says, weaving through the crowded backstage area after the show.
"Hi" you turn around.
"Can we uh, talk?" He asks. You nod your head and lead him to your dressing room.
"What's up?" You ask, trying to remain calm as you close the door, leaving the two of you alone.
"I'm sorry for all the things everyone said earlier. It was disrespectful and I just wanted to apologize for the stupid jokes" he says hesitantly "uh, that's all. Have a goodnight" he reaches for the door knob.
"So I don't get to say anything?" You joke.
"Oh, I didn't know you wanted to" he stops and faces you again.
"One. You don't need to apologize for other people. Two. I know they were all joking, I'm not very sensitive about that stuff, it comes with the industry." You shrug. He nods, sheepishly reaching to leave the room.
"I didn't really want to apologize." He says quickly "well, I did but that's not the main reason I wanted to talk to you. Um... would you, maybe want to go on a date, with me?" He asks slowly.
"Yeah" you smile.
"Yeah?" He repeats.
"Yes" you laugh.
"Great um ok I'll text you" he opens the door and walks out. You walk over to your bag before you hear the door open again.
"Um. I don't have your phone number" Harry laughs. You laugh as you grab a piece of paper to write down your number.