Harry Styles Imagine: Teen Choice Awards
“How are you feeling?” He said while looking into your eyes to read your thoughts. You’ve been quieter than usual, which worried him to no end.
“I’m okay…A little anxious, I’m not gonna lie.” You smile at Harry, who’s been extra attentive this day.
“Don’t worry about it too much, it’s going to be okay.”
“Yea, I’ll just try to get through it.” You say apologetically, for no reason.
“I’ll be by your side, the whole time. I have you.”
Harry leans down to kiss your cheek. He would have kissed you on your lips, but he didn’t wanna get lipgloss on himself.
“Well, we’re here now…” You say noticing the start of the red carpet.
“C’mon, let’s go.” Harry grabs your hand as the car door opens.
(Two days ago….)
“Hey baby, I’m home.” You hear Harry call out from the front door as you sat in your office at home. You guys were staying in New York for a couple of weeks. You were able to do work from practically anywhere in the world, since you worked mostly online.
“Hi babe!” You go up to him to greet him with a hug and a kiss. “How was the meeting?”
“It went well–but there are some things we gotta talk about.”
“Oh–this doesn’t sound too well. I’m scared.” You laugh trying to hide your worries.
Harry smiles and says, “No, don’t worry it’s nothing too bad. I guess I should have phrased that better. But the thing is…the public kind of knows about us.”
“What?! Since when?”
“Well, remember when we were in St. Barts two months ago?”
“Yes, I remember.”
“So apparently, a worker from the hotel took a photo of us and sold it to the press. They’re going to release the article tomorrow.”
“Oh my god…”
“No, love, listen. I don’t want you to worry, I saw the picture. My manager got a hold of a copy of it, and your face is barely visible.”
“What does this mean, Harry?” You started to get really anxious and nervous about this all..
You guys wouldn’t be able to be seen in public, your relationship would be ripped to shreds by the fans, and the press. You’d seen how they’ve nearly ruined Harry’s love life in the past and no doubt it would happen to you, too.
“We have to reveal that we’re together..”
“Oh no..” You were nearly in tears. Harry noticed your eyes start to get watery and he went over to hug you.
“Love, please don’t cry. It’s going to be okay.”
As soon as Harry said that, you couldn’t help but burst into tears.
“But–but…everything is going to change. An–and we won’t—we won’t be able to keep our thing private and you and us….” You tried to explain your thoughts, but you weren’t making any sense.
Privacy was something that you valued in your relationship with Harry. His public image was very much recognized and well-known but his private life, you, were the only thing he got to keep to himself. So you were sad to be losing that, for him to lose that.
“Don’t worry about me, we’re gonna get through this, love. Please, this is just another obstacle but I know we’re strong enough to make it through. Okay? Please don’t be sad, it makes me feel terrible to see you like this.” Harry tried to comfort you, while wiping your tears away with his thumb and kissing your forehead. “It’s going to be okay.” He kept reassuring you.
“I believe you, baby. I think.. we can do this.” You tried to find console for him, but you knew it would be hard. “What do we do next?”
“Well, I was advised to take you as my date to the Teen Choice Awards and walk the red carpet to make it official.”
“Why? Were you planning on taking someone else?” You joked trying to make a light of the situation.
“There’s my girl.” Harry chuckled. This is what he loved most about you. Even when things got tough, you managed to pull through with your sense of humor.
As you two sat on the car, you looked at your outfit wondering if you made the right decision to wear it. You were wearing a monochrome top with a pencil skirt that went down to your knees. For shoes, you went with your platform black and white heels. You kept your hair and makeup simple with just a braid that went from your side to the back and tied at the side for a subtle half up/half down look. And for the makeup you did a neutral eye look, nothing too bright or intense. You had done your own hair and makeup as you wanted to look as much like you as you possibly could, but Lou Teasdale did help you a little bit with the hair.
“You look beautiful.” Harry says, as if reading your mind. His approval was all you needed.
“Thank you, babe. You don’t look so bad yourself.” You say while shifting his hat a little bit. Harry had been wearing more hats lately, which made him look so handsome.
“They’re going to love you.” Harry says, reassuring you that this was the right decision.
“How are you so sure?”
“Because, I love you.”
And all your nerves were replaced with butterflies. Having Harry by your side and being with him was way better than anything else in the world. And no matter what happens next, you were sure that you will always have each other.