I recommend listening too Apocalypse by Cigarettes After Sex
Got the music in you baby, tell me whyGot the music in you baby, tell me why
You've been locked in here forever and you just can't say goodbye
The night.
Where all the thoughts, the anger, the anxiety, the stress of the day leaves them. Where its' just them.
Together.
The night where they dance with one another in the living room.
Where y/n lays her head on his chest with her hand in his.
Where Harry has his head leaning down on hers. One arm wrapped around her waist and the other holding her hand.
Fingers intertwined. Hearts beating together. Movements slow.
Where they move with one another so delicately; the only light coming from the little fairy ones y/n put up when moving in.
The record playing Apocalypse.
The dips.
The spins.
The kisses.
The quiet laughs.
The soft smiles.
The "I love you's"
The dancing.
It all happens at night.
Where Harry and y/n dance with another and the day is forgotten.
Your lips, my lips, apocalypseYour lips, my lips, apocalypse
Go and sneak us through the rivers flood is rising up on your knees, oh please
Come out and haunt me, I know you want me
Come out and haunt me
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thank you to everyone who made it possible for me to write these.
thank you to everyone who got this little book to #1 on harrystylesimagines tag.
much love, much appreciated
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Harry Styles Imagines
FanfictionA bunch of imagines between y/n and Harry Styles. (random ones, series, and snips from shows) Rankings #1-imagineharrystyles #1-harryimagine #1-haryystyles
