Imagine (Harry Styles fanfiction)

9.

I wake up because of Mungo. He's jumping all around in his bench. I rub in my eyes, I'm really tired. Harry also woke up because of Mungo. 
'Goodmorning luv', he says.
'Goodmorning', I mumble back. I walk to the bathroom and I wash my face, I have such a hangover. 
I get some joggingpants and a crop top and put it on.
'I'm going to walk with Mungo! Can you make breakfast?' I scream.
'Sure!' answers Harry.

I get the leash and Mungo: 'Hi baby, do you wanna walk?' Mungo gets even happier.
We walk a little round, around 15 minutes. When we get home I get some food for Mung. Harry has made a delicious breakfast, waffles with strawberries and wipped cream. It is delicous!

'So', he says. 'What did you get yesterday?'
'A lot of money', I answer. 'Some stuff for the bath and jewelry. Also some random stuff.'
'Some stuff for the bath you say? I think we should test it.' says Harry with a smirk on his face.
I nod, with Harry I will always do that. I let the water go in the bath and put some stuff in it, it smells really good! I also put the bubble bath function on.

I put off my clothes and Harry does the same. I also put my hair in a bun, I don't wanna wash it today. I already did that at night. Harry goes sit in 'a chair' and I do the same. 
'It smells good', he says.
'It truely does', I answer.

We enjoy our bath and have nice talks. But then Harry starts about my past, something I rather forget.
'So', he begins. 'I know you, from the in and outside. But how about your past, how was it?'
'It was bad', I answer. 'I got bullied for not having nice parents and not having nice stuff. Probably everyone hated me. I never saw my family, I never did... Because my parents have fights  with them, I don't even know how they look.'
Tears start rolling out of my eyes. I dont wanna talk about this, I never wanted. But I knew this day would come.
'Hey', says Harry. 'Come sit here', 
I go towards him and sit next to him. I let my head rest on his chest and just cry, cry and cry... Harry brushes through my hair with his finger while he comforts me. I slowly feel better, I hug Harry and he gives me a forehead kiss. I love forehead kisses... All I ever wanted. 
'What comforts you?' asks Harry. 
'What do you mean?' I ask. 
'If you cry and stuff, what makes you feel better, what comforts you?' he answers.
'Candles, forehead kisses from you, just getting in a car and just driving, going in the woods, the beach with a campfire.' I answer. 'What about you?'
'Hugs while watching netflix, the nature, talking, you', he answers. 'Shall we get out of the bath and make a nice long walk?'
'Yes', I answer softly. 

When I sit in the car, Harry puts Mungo on my lap. 
'He's going with us', he answers, I look at him confused. Mungo can't walk for that long!
'Don't worry babe', he says just like he knows what I am thinking. 'I have like a thing where you can put a puppy in, just like with baby's. Like kinda a beach cart, I'm not sure how it's named. It's already in the car.' 

After five minutes we arrive at the dunes, I love them so much. Like the wind is so amazing there, it makes me feel alive. Mungo is all happy and barking at the wind. I walk hand in hand with Harry, how romantic is that? Harry is a real romantic and I'm not complaining about that. 

After ten minutes of walking, Mungo is already kinda tired. He's been jumping and barking around a lot, so that makes sence. He still has some enery but Harry still puts him in the beach cart, so he can jump around later again. We decide to go to the beach and swim with Mungo, walking in the dunes is fun, but swimming even more.
We still have to walk some time, because there is a place where aren't that much people. We don't even know if Mungo can swim, probably not. We will learn it and we won't let him go in the water.

Around fitheen minutes later we're at the 'special' place. Mungo is all happy and hyper again. We let him out of the special beach cart and he barks at the sea. When a wave comes to close he runs away. It's so funny, a little pup barking at a big ocean. When Harry and I go into the sea Mungo follows slowly. I put my hand under his belly so he doesn't drown. He is still so small.

After five minutes we get out of the sea, Mungo is all tired. Swimming is way harder for him than walking, next time we'll enjoy longer. He goes in his cart and we walk back again. The sun is already slowly dissapearing. 

When we get home Mungo is still kinda tired, but he smells really bad like sea water. 
'We should shower him', I say and I bring him to the shower.
'I think someone else also needs a shower', answers Harry with a dirtly look on his face.
'Not doing that with the puppy!' I whisper and I walk away.
'Than when the puppy is gone.' he says with a big smile on his face.
I look at him and raise my eyebrows: 'Ok than', and I roll my eyes. 

In the shower Mungo jumps all around again. He doesn't really get where the water is coming from and is trying to bite it. I laugh, he looks so funny.

After I'm done showering him Harry walks in the room.
'Wanna shower?' he asks.
'No I'm to tired', I answer and Harry looks dissapointed. 'But I'm up for Netflix and chill.' and I wink.