IMAGINE: Harvey and You Admitting Your Feelings for Each Other

     You wake up with a start when the plane hits turbulence. You sniff and sit up, rubbing your eyes. "How long have I been asleep for?" You ask Harvey. "About half an hour." He answers, not looking at you. “Was I snoring?" You ask worriedly. "Uh...no." He answers slowly, quickly glancing at you and then looking back to the magazine he's reading. Your eyebrows furrow. "What's wrong?" “Nothing. Nothing is wrong." He murmurs. You shrug and then stifle a yawn. "Gosh, I'm exhausted. This tour has me wiped." You sigh. “Me too." Harvey chuckles. You're among some of the dancers on Harvey's tour. Harvey, whose stage name is HRVY, is touring all over Europe. You're now headed back home to the United Kingdom. You've been friends with Harvey for years and have had a crush on him for just as long. Being on tour with him–being so close to him–has only made your feelings for him intensify. However, you have no idea if he feels the same way about you.      For the next hour, you keep catching Harvey glancing at you. You don't say anything, but become more increasingly aware of him looking at you. Just when you can't take it anymore and you're about to open your mouth, Harvey speaks, “Y/N, do you know you sleep talk?" “What? No, I don't." You laugh. "Yes, you do! You sleep talk!" You stare at him. "Are you serious? I had no idea..." You frown. He clears his throat. "Yeah." He says awkwardly. Your eyebrows draw. "Did I-did I say something when I was sleeping earlier?" “Ummmm....." "Harvey, what did I say?" You ask sharply, putting your hand on his arm. Is this why he's acting so weird?  “Well, you said...you know..." He stammer. “No. No, I don't know." Harvey sighs. "Y/N, you were just muttering some things about us...you and me." He admits. Your stomach drops and your heart pounds. You swallow hard. "What did I say?" You whisper. “You said that you had a crush on me and wanted to marry me." He states slowly, watching you. You look away from him, your face burning. You look towards the window. "Does this thing open? Because I want to jump out." “Y/N, no." Harvey says softly, grabbing your hand. You look at him miserably never wanting more than to dig yourself a hole and crawl into it.       "Y/N—” He starts. “Yes, yes, it's true, okay? I do have a crush on you. I've had a crush on you for years." You groan. “You have?" He asks in surprise. You nod. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It wasn't supposed to come out like this." You whisper. “Y/N, it's okay. It's okay." He breathes. “Do you want me to stop dancing? I'll go. I'll leave, don't worry. That way things won't be awkward." You blurt out. “You better not go. I've liked you for far too long to get you go this easily." You stop and swivel your head to look at him, gaping. "What." You gasp. He cups your face, smiling. "Y/N, I have a crush on you too. When I heard you sleep talking, I nearly died. It's all I've ever wanted to hear. I could barely handle myself." He explains. You smile happily. "I want to date you, Y/N. There's no one else. There's only ever been you." He murmurs. “There'll only ever be you." You whisper, before he pulls you close to him and kisses you soundly. [THE END] I hope you liked it!