polyvore/cgi/set?id=93549496 Imagine for Toleen. From your Pov “Bye daddy.” I waved as he drove away from the bakery’s charity ball. Believe it or not even since the bakery’s claim to fame Harry Styles visited the bakery had been going downhill. If we don’t raise enough we could go bankrupt. Twisting mums ring I walked in. When I was half way down the stairs the lights dimmed and a spot light shone on the door. Oh. I guess there’s an entrance for someone. I made my way quickly down the stair but taking them to quickly I trip down the last few. Urgh, stupid long dress and heels. I recovered quickly and am glad for the dimmed lights. Joining Maggie, my boss, she chuckled. “Very graceful.” Pushing back the embarrassing blush you fixed your hair slightly. Of course who else would come down the stairs other than Holmes Chapel’s ‘golden boy’ Harry Styles. If he cares so much about the bakery then he could bail us out. At least at a bakery party the food’s always going to be good. *An hour later* It not going well, people are bored. “Hello.” A voice greeted. Looking up I saw Harry stood there in front me. “Hi.” I said in a sort, probably cold way. “I’m Harry.” He smiled holding out his hand. “Toleen.” I nodded vaguely in to his direction. “So you’re the one who stole my job. “ He smiled. Oh bother really? “No, saying stole makes it sound like it was my fault you left, and that you’d want to exchange jobs.” I replied. “You make it sound as if working in a bakery is harder than being a singer.” He chuckled. “Well that’s the way one direction makes it seem.” I snap. I think I’m coming off a bit harsh. “I’d swap jobs any day.” I sighed. “HEY SHE JUST VOLUNTEERE TO SING.” Harry yelled. “What no I didn’t. Harry what are you doing?” I gushed. I can sing, just not really in front of people. Harry pulled me up to the stage and I tried hard to resist. “It’s a sing off; everyone pays a pound to vote for the best singer at the end of a song, we’ll both pick a song we’re good at and do it together.” Harry grinned over to me. Well this wasn’t fair. “Fine. We’ll do A team.” I smiled slightly, I sing this on a lot. “You know I hang with Ed right?” I just shook my head and began singing. Harry joined in and people slowly began paying proper attention. Eventually I let Harry sing and I sung higher parts which I hope he can’t reach. “We’ll er I pick grade 8 by Ed then.” Harry started this time. I think I held my ground. When we had finished we got two people to take charge of voting. “That was fun, thanks Harry.” I play punched him on the arm. “It’s okay, so, er, do you want to go for a walk?” He asked. I nodded and he took hold my hand and pulled me out through a back door. “What’s’ it like, fame and stuff?” I asked looking up at Harry. “It’s okay I guess, it’d be harder without the boys and the people I love and who love me for me and not ’Harry from 1D’.” He then went to tell me stories from when he was on tour. After a good twenty minutes I shivered slightly. “Are you cold?” Harry asked cutting himself off mid-sentence. “A little yeah.” I admitted. Harry immediately took of his jacket and put it over my shoulders. “Harry, thanks, but I’ll be okay, it’d matter more if you got ill.” I handed back to him but he refused. “No, I don’t like seeing people I like get cold. Besides I need to be a gentle man in presences of a beautiful lady.” He grinned putting the jacket back over my shoulders. “Should see me when I’m cover in flour.” I chuckled. “Great then it’s a date.” He grinned. Hope you liked it :) ~ Beth : )
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