Harry Styles Imagines

chocolate kisses

I twist and turn switching positions on the bed as I try hard for sleep to engulf me. But nothing seemed to help. For some time the strong and warm pair of arms holding my body were helping me soothe out the pain brought up by period cramps but the lack of the warmth was immediately detected by my body.

I turn around to see an empty bed. Where is harry?

I felt like I would break into tears any second. My mood swings during my periods are unbearable. I have no idea how harry has managed so far to tolerate me.

I get out of our bed in search for harry. I need him desperately right now. I walk out of the bedroom reaching the staircase. I see the lights to the kitchen turned on.

It might be harry.

But what if its a thief!!!

Oh my god I'm not ready for this yet.

I take careful small steps downstairs trying to make the least noise possible. As soon as I reach the last step the view to the kitchen becomes even more clear and I'm surprised to see the sight before me.

Harry is leaning against the kitchen island, my favourite chocolate bar in his hand, his eyes closed as he relished the sweetness of the chocolate melting in his mouth.

My steps carried me towards him and he seemed to be completely lost in his own world as he didn't even acknowledge my presence as I stood right in front of him.

My anger was building up with every passing second. It sounds stupid but finding him stealing my chocolate bar seemed worse than it might be to find him cheating on me with another girl.

Periods!!!!

I clear my throat to get his attention and much to my liking his eyes fluttered open and the moment they met mine his lips curled upwards in a cheeky grin.

"Oh hey baby! You good? What are you doing in here so late?" He asks. My eyebrows furrow in irritation to his weird question. How could He be so nonchalant about it?

I should be the one asking him this question!

My silence confused him. When he finally realised the angry expression marking my face his lips turned down into a frown.

"Baby is everything OK?" He inquires moving away from the kitchen island to reach my height.

"May i ask you, What is my chocolate bar doing in your hands?" I ignore his question. "More like what is my favourite chocolate bar's empty wrapper doing in your hands." I was growing more and more frustrated by his oblivious attitude.

His eyes moved down towards his hand that was holding the empty foil. Realization hit him ad his mouth formed an O. His eyes slowly traced up to mine but instead of being guilty, his lips turned up into a mischievous smirk.

"Well I ate your favourite chocolate bar didn't I?" I nod. "Hmm...don't worry, there's still a way you can have a taste of it." I was about to ask him for further explanation but was cut off by his sweet, tender lips softly landing on mine.

As a reflex my hands took hold of his cheeks while his landed on my hips. I could taste the delicious flavour of the chocolate mix with the sweet flavour of his lips. I knew This would become my favourite way of eating chocolate from now on. It was perfect.

Harry flipped us so now my back hit the counter. He gently lifted me up so I could sit on the counter and enjoy my midnight snack.

My lips moved all over his mouth cleaning the chocolate spread around his lips. His hand traced down under my shirt rubbing my belly with the pads of his thumbs.

He knew I liked this gesture when I ache from my harsh cramps.

"I know it was your favourite chocolate bar baby, but sharing is caring." He whispers against my lips, breaking the kiss for a short while before reconnecting our lips.

The kiss gets deeper. My tongue traces his mouth savouring the sweetness of his mouth for as long as I could. My fingers find their home in Harry's curls.

I'm feeling the kiss turn from deeper to aggressive and its not until I feel something hard against my core that I move back.

My eyes meet Harry's who is equally as shocked as me.

"Harry! I'm bleeding!" I whine like a baby which earns me a chuckle from his end.

"I'm soo sorry sweet heart. Can't help myself in front of you." He moves back a bit, loosening his sweatpants to ease the pain down there. I do feel sorry for him but its cute to see him struggle for relief.

He breathes heavily, eyes closed as he tries to ease his pain. After a couple minutes he exhales in relief coming back closer to me.

"Ok! Sorry 'bout that. But how are you feeling?" He asks genuinely concerned.

"I'm fine! The cramps aren't that bad now. The kiss helped." I reply cheekily. He smiles at my response. His hand find their place back to rubbing my belly.

"Alright then let me kiss you. Soft. And gentle. Nothing sexual I promise. Just care and love. And once you feel better I'll carry you upstairs so we both can sleep. Sounds good?" His hushed voice calms me.

My nod makes his eyes shine bright and he doesn't wastes time remoulding our lips into a sweet gentle kiss. He meant it when he said the kiss would be all love and care nothing sexual cause all harry knew was to care and I loved Him!

Hello after the long wait!