One Direction Imagines

(Y/N)'s P.O.V.

I walk down Broadway everyday on my way to Juilliard. I'm in my second year of school at Juilliard and I couldn't be happier. Of course I miss my family and friends, but New York City is beautiful and an amazing city. There's always something new right around the corner.

I looking over the words practicing the pronunciation of the song for my 18th century songs class as I wait for my morning Starbucks. "(Y/N)." Katherine calls for me giving me a quick smile before going back to get the next person's order. I wave goodbye as I head out the door looking down at my tablet.

My phone starts to ring as a group of teenage girls come running up behind me and instead of going around me just plow right through me, making me lose my balance for a second and almost spill my coffee. "Sorry!" I hear as I get my balance back.

At least one of them had the decency to apologize. I brush myself off wondering what they were in such a rush for. As if God heard me right then and there I get a call from my best friend at Juilliard. "Hey Sara."
"Hey, are you sitting down?"
"No. Why?"
"You're gonna need to sit down for this."
"I'm walking down Broadway at 8:30 in the morning. You think I'm gonna find anywhere to sit down?"
"Fine don't sit down, but you won't believe our luck!"

As I round the corner into Juilliard someone runs into me from behind making me fall to the ground and drop my coffee on the ground. "Hey!"
"I'm so sorry! I wasn't watching where I was going." I'm on my hands a knees reaching for my now coffee covered phone.
"(Y/N)? Hello?"

Holding the phone away from me I talk loudly hoping Sara hears me before I hang up. "I gotta go Sara. I'll talk to you when I get to class." To my right I now see a hand waiting patiently for me to take it. I reluctantly take it not knowing it was the best decision I would ever make until I looked up into those green eyes.

"I'm terribly sorry love. I'll pay for your phone and your coffee. It's just I've been searching this place for about 5 minutes and have no idea where to go. I was trying to read this map and wasn't watching where I was going and well... I think we know what happened next." I just stared at him for a second, before just chuckling lightly to myself.

"Ok. 1) My phone is fine and it's okay about the coffee. 2) Where do you need to go? I can probably help." He smiles with relief as he hands shows me the map. "Room 142." I almost start to fangirl. "I'm going there right now." He then gives me his signature cheeky grin as he says, "Well then, please lead the way."

I start ahead of him stepping over my spilled coffee as I give myself a quick moment to do a silent Oh My Gosh!!! He skips up next to me with now a simple smile on his face. "I'm Harry."
"Not to be rude, but I kinda already knew that." He chuckles to himself before asking for my name. "(Y/N)."

"The boys and I were invited to give a presentation on how different our kind of performance is from your usual concert performance since we'll be selecting an artist or artist group to come sing with us as our opening act at Madison Square Garden this summer." That must have been the big news Sara was talking about.

I slowly come to a stop at the door label, 'Room 142'. "Here it is." Before I can even reach for the knob he takes my hand stopping me. "I was wondering. Since I made you spill your coffee back there how about I treat you to a new one after this?" I could have died right there. "Sure." I say opening the door to be met with over 50 stares.

I don't remember having this many people in my class...

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