Harry Styles Imagines

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"Harry!" I squealed. He grabbed me, by my waist, and pulled me down unto the couch, on top of him.

I wrapped my legs, around his torso, and burried my head, in his neck.

"See! I am faster than you." He nipped my ear, and travelled down my jaw.

"Shut up!" I playfully stock my tongue out, at him.

He started tickling me, and I fell off the couch, unto the floor.

"Ahhh!!! Harry!!!" I screamed.

His lips crashed into mine, but I wasn't giving in yet. His hands cupped my breast, and I gasped. He took that, as his chance to slip his tongue in, exploring my mouth. I slipped my tongue in his, causing us to deepen the kiss. His hands traveled up my t-shirt, and I moaned out in pleasure. He helped me out of my t-shirt, and unclipped my bra, using just one hand.

This is how we are. We go from fighting to playing to making out, only within seconds.

He pressed himself, against me, and started grinding, not breaking the kiss. I could feel my self getting wetter and wetter. He pulled me up.

"Lets take this to the bedroom." He said, in a husky voice.

I walked infront of him, hurring up the stairs. I don't know why, but i've been feeling really horny lately.

"Ummm...Y/N?" Harry called.

"Yeah babe?" I said turning around.

"You might wanna.....umm." He stuttered, pointing to my pants. I looked down. Oh shit! Not now. Couldn't it wait until we're done? My period came, and i'm in a pair of white shorts. I felt my cheeks heating up.

"It's okay baby. We've got other time. Although I don't mind a little blood." Harry walked up to me, smirking.

A pain shot through my stomach. I quickly hold it, and bend down. Harry helped me up.

"I guess not then. Let me go to the pharmacy, and get you some thingies, by the time you clean up." He gave me a hug and kissed my fore-head.

"Thank you." I said, covering my face.

He removed my hands, "No need to be shy princess. It's normal." He kissed my cheeks.

A few minutes later, he came back with my pads, and a heating pad. He made me some hot tea, and came in bed, with me. He placed the heating pad, on my stomach and fed me the tea.

He pulled the cover over us.
"Does it still hurt that much?" He asked, pulling me closer to him, as he rest his hands, on my stomach.

"Not much again. Thank you Harry. Your the best boyfriend ever." I kissed his lips.

He kissed back, "We have to finish, what we start."

"Of course." I giggled.

"But first, get some rest hun." He wrapped his hands protectively around me, and I drifted of into a deep sleep.