IMAGINE !
o. YOUR PLANS TO SEE TOM IN PARIS DOESN'T GO AS PLANNED . . .

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Your shoulders violently shook with laughter, vividly remembering the joke that Harrison had told you only moments ago. Squirming around in your uncomfortable seat, you longed to find the one place you could tolerate without an arm rest or something plunging into your back.

The one thing you hated about airplanes was that you could hardly ever find the one happy spot, usually always landing in front of a seat-kicker, or right in the middle of two people you didn't know. Thankfully, Harrison had traveled along with you, coaching you through takeoff and completely calling your nerves. After almost three months of not seeing each other, Haz had finally found a time for you to reconnect, and it was in Paris.

A bit of turbulence surged through the plane, spiking your worries up in the slightest bit. Your hand squeezed Harrison's, just simply wanting to talk about somethingーanything. He quickly got the message, turning to you and asking you questions.

"So, you excited to see Tom?" He questioned, opening up a pack of the iconic airline peanuts. You watched him with confusion written all over your face, seeing as he took the time to pour the whole bag in his mouth without choking. You shook your head disappointedly when you saw him smile, a few crumbs falling out of his mouth.

"I will never understand you," you teased, fidgeting with your phone that was sat in your hands. Most of your anxiety was gone, only leaving your heart beating at a fast rate. "But to answer your question, yeah. I am more than excited to see him."

"Good, because he's been talking about you a ton," Harrison explained, gesturing to his phone. You smiled, the anticipation for seeing the man you loved growing as you soared closer and closer to your destination.

You were about to say something before you felt a tap on your shoulder. Turning around, you were met with a young girl, someone you had never met before. You smiled at her, wanting to be polite.

"Hi, sorry for interrupting but you're y/n and Harrison, right?" She asked, a huge grin on her face. You nodded, wondering what significance this had. "Sorry - again. But can I have a photo? You guys are like my role models, Tom included."

Your heart melted, this being really the first person that had ever asked for a picture and one of the few that had said you were one of their inspirations and someone they look up to. "Of course!" Harrison agreed with a smile on his face too.

She held up her phone, getting the two of you in her photo. You all smiled, a few photos being taken before she thanked you multiple times, leaving you two alone.

The smile stayed on both yours and Harrison's face. "Wow. That wasー"

"Awesome!" Harrison exclaimed, finishing the sentence for you. You nodded, still a little surprised that you were being considered as a role model.

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You sat on the edge of a fountain, moving your hand through the crystal clear water. Harrison was back at your hotel, sleeping from all the traveling you had done. Tom had texted you, telling you to meet him in front of the fountain across from the Eiffel Tower. You happily obliged, but you weren't aware that you were going to be sitting there for a half an hour.

Dawn was creeping up on you, the sun a beautiful, bright shade of orange painting the sky. You turned your phone on, the screen is empty, meaning that Tom hadn't texted you.

Looking around, you noticed a familiar mop of brown hair running towards you.  A smile fell on your face, now standing up. However, a crowd was following him, phones and cameras all held up. The crowd caught up with him, eventually circling him in a never-ending crowd of fans. You could tell that some people didn't even know who he was, simply just wanting autographs to sell on eBay.

Your eyebrows furrowed, a disappointed sigh slipping past your lips. The fans loved him, and you were grateful that he had such supporting fans, but sometimes, it was too much to handle.

Sticking your hands in your pockets, you started to walk the other way, planning to text Tom, saying that you should meet up tomorrow, and maybe in your hotel room. Tom tried looking above the crowd, only getting a glimpse of you walking away with your head hung low. Tom's heart broke, apologizing to his fans and trying to push his way through the crowd. "I'm sorry, I desperately have to go, I promise I'll see you guys soon!"

By the time he escaped the clutches of the crowd, you were long gone. He ran his hands through his curly hair, telling himself that you two should have met somewhere not so ー public.

y/n 💘
hey, I'm sorry I left, I'm kind of jet-lagged and tired. Your fans are amazing aha.

I'm headed back to my hotel right now. How about a dinner at that restaurant you were talking about tomorrow?

love you xx

Tom
I'm sorry I should have picked a less populated place :( and I don't want to wait until tomorrow night ughh

I love you too, I'll see you tomorrow my love x

He exited out of your conversation, quickly moving over to him and Harrison's messages. Despite you being extremely tired and such, he wanted to see you.

Tom
hey Haz, would you mind letting me know when y/n gets back? we didn't get to meet and I want to see her ://

Harrison
yeah, what happened?

Tom
I got mobbed in the middle of the park by fans and the papz

Harrison
Ooh yeah that's bad, especially with y/n

Tom
what do you mean 'especially with y/n' ??

Harrison
Tom, she absolutely hates big crowds, I would have thought you'd notice by now

Tom
Are you serious? God I'm so stupid

I'm on my way to the hotel right now

You shut the door to your room, shaking your umbrella off and setting it on the door frame. Calling out for Harrison, you were confused when you didn't get a reply, finally noticing that his bedroom light was off and yours was left on. Taped on your door was a note.

y/n,
went out to the store for a little bit, hope you don't mind. I'll be back in about an hour or so.

-haz :)

You let out another sigh. The second highlight of your night was going to be yelling at soap opera characters on television with your best friend, but now even that chance was gone.

Instead of sulking all night, you decided to catch some sleep early, but not before ordering some food. You opened the door to your room, light almost completely blinding you. As your eyes adjusted, you noticed a figure sitting politely on your bed. Ready to drop-kick something, a familiar and comforting voice came from the bed.

"Woah, it's just me, y/n," Tom assured, now standing up and walking over to you. You put a hand over your heart, telling him that he practically scared you half to death. 

"God, Tom, don't do that ever again," you joked, going over to give him a long-awaited hug. He gladly opened his arms, snuggling into you. "You couldn't have just asked to meet up here?" You asked.

"And you couldn't have told me that you hate crowds?" He retaliated, cupping your face with his hands. "I love you too much to put you through all that because of me. But we're both kinds of right. We haven't seen each other in three months! I should have thought of a more secluded place to be."

"All that matters is right now, how cliché, but I'm serious." You giggled, pulling him in for a kiss.

"Let's make up for all the lost time," Tom stated, pulling you in closer, earning a laugh from both of you.

"You're insane, but I love you."

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a / n

hey babes,, I have a new book up called 'Lie To Me.' It's a reader book too! It's basically a long ass imagine chapter but, you know, an actual book! I'd love for y'all to check it out. The first chapter is gonna be posted in less than week!

aLSO

THIS MIGHT BE THE LONGEST ONE-PART CHAPTER I'VE EVER WRITTEN I'M IN LOVE WITH IT BLESS