You hear Harry coming through your flat door. It's only 11:45 so he's back sooner than you were expecting.
You pretend to be asleep, your back facing away from him, as he creeps past your bed to get to the bathroom.
You can hear him brushing his teeth and washing his face. He slides into the bed with you, wearing nothing but his underwear.
His hands are cold as he wraps them around your waist.
You want to hit them away, but can't give away the sleeping charade. If he knew you weren't asleep he'd want to talk about it, and talking about it would make you cry, you're sure of it.
"(Y/N)?" he half whispers half shouts.
"Are you awake?" He asks, propping himself up on an arm, checking to see if you're asleep.
He waits for a reply but doesn't get one.
"I'm so sorry love," He whispers into your ear. His lips linger over the back of your head for a moment before he gently kisses you on top of the forehead.
"Happy Birthday." He quietly says as he lays back down, ready for sleep.
You bite your lip to prevent anything from coming out if your mouth.
"I can't believe you forgot my birthday, Harry!" You say, your loud voice filling the room.
"I knew you weren't asleep!" He says matter of factly.
All you can do is shake your head. Those are the words he chooses to use?
"You're unbelievable, Harry."
"I know, I'm the worst boyfriend ever. You have no idea how sorry I am," He sounds sincere.
"I had stuff planned. I have your gift."
He turns the lamp beside his bed stand on, and rushes out of the bed. He begins rummaging through his closet, in search of my gift.
He plops on top of the bed and lays a flat red box the size of my hand in front of me.
"You can't buy my forgiveness." You say to him, not making eye contact with his green eyes.
"I'm not trying to, I'm trying to give you your birthday present."
You slowly grab the box and lift the lid.
Inside is a diamond necklace shaped like a heart. You try and suppress a smile but fail miserably.
"You remembered this?" You ask him, tears in your eyes.
"Of course I did! You only told me you wanted it every time we passed that jewelry shop.
He grabs your hand.
"I may be the worst most forgetful boyfriend in the whole world, but I love you more than the world itself."
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Harry Styles Imagines
FanfictionA variety of imagines about none other than the lovely Harry Styles. Hope you enjoy! Pregnancy, marriage, dating, and all stages of life included in these imagines.