Harry Styles Imagines [Book 1]

37.) Rain Dance

Y/N's POV

Harry and I are snuggling up on our bed today. We really haven't done anything but to laid down, watch TV and cuddle. Its fun.

We are both watching Pitch Perfect until Harry spoke, "Its raining Y/N."

I looked up him and asked, "So?"

A smirk formed on his face, he leaned closer to me, his nose touching mine. "Want to go outside?"

"You just said its raining. Why would I go outside?" I don't want to be soaked! I just want to stay in bed. Its very comfortable.

He pouted while getting off our bed, "Come on Y/N. Its boring up here."

"But I love it up here and I love Pitch Perfect!" I pointed out.

"I know baby. But you already watched it hundreds of time. Come on, please?"

"No. I don't want to go outside. I want to stay here, in our bed. Its comfortable and-" he scooped me up while I just squealed. "No Harry, put me down!"

"Never babe. Have some fun!" He grinned, opening the door of our room.

I groaned, "But I'm having fun up there!"

He looked down at me, "Don't be stubborn Y/N. I promise you'll love it." I felt him going down the stairs.

"But its gonna be so cold!" I whined.

"And I'll be there to warm you up." He kissed my forehead as he stepped out of our door.

I can hear the rain and the wind. Its very cold. Ugh, I'm not really a 'cold' fan.

"Harry I don't-" he ran. I screamed. Fuck this, its freezing.

"Now that wasnt so hard, yeah?" My boyfriend put me down as he ran on our backyard, laughing.

"You're so dead to me Harold Edward Styles!" I snapped. But I can't do anything now, I'm soaking.

I heared him laughed harder, "I love you too!"

I groaned and chase him. He saw me and immediately ran too. He was running while looking at me at the back. I saw what's coming to him but he didn't. He slipped.

I bursted out laughing, meters away from him. I can't stop, my stomach already hurts. "Ha-ha Y/N. Not funny." I heard him saying, while he stood up.

I still can't get over it because the scene keeps repeating in my head. Why does he have to be clumsy? But that fact made him cute.

"Y/N shut up." He said, annoyed.

"Y-you just..." I laughed again. "Slipped! How clumsy are you?"

"I did not see there's a cat there! I stopped too late!" He exclaimed.

I put my hand on my mouth, trying myself not to laugh. But then again I remembered his face and how he slipped. I once again bursted out laughing.

I did not know what he did but next I was laying on the ground. My breath caught in my throat and finally, stopped laughing.

He was on top of me. I felt him entertwining our fingers as he put it above my head. I tried to wiggle put of his grip but he did not let me.

He was just staring at me. Slowly, biting his lower lip. Now, what is he doing? The fact that he's wearing white shirt now and its raining, causing he's torso to be seen did not help at all. Plus, he's very hot looking very wet.

"You think you could just laugh at me after that?" His voice startled me. Its deep and husky. Very.

I gulped. Now I knew what was going to happen next. His lips came crashing to mine. He kissed me hard but in a passionate way. The kiss lasted about five seconds then he pulled away, smirking.

"You want me, do you?" He asked. I did not answer and just breathe heavily. Next thing, his lips was on mine again. This time more rough. I want to hold him but I can't. He was holding my hands.

"Harry." I breathed as I felt him pulled away. I thought his gonna stop, but boy I thought wrong. His lips travelled down my neck, lightly sucking on it, he went down on my collar bones then to my jawline, licking it. "Fuck."

Then I felt him, kissing the skin just below my ear. "I want you. Now."

I was about to protest but his lips once again caught mine. He kissed me with much force but I love it.

I felt his hands letting mines go but it travelled down on my waist. I want him too.

He was sitting up but I don't want to leave his lips on mine. So until we stood up, are lips never leaving each other. I fekt him pushing me towards the nearest wall, earning a 'huff' left my lips.

"Jump babe." His voice huskily says. I did what he said and wrapped my legs around his torso. He cupped my thighs, not wanting me to fall.

Ugh, I can't get enough of him. He carried me inside, not caring that we're wet.

"Tell me Y/N, do you want me?" His eyes was darkes this time and lust was holding it.

I gulped, "Yes. I want you Harry."

He smirked, carrying me back to our bedroom.

Let's just say we made love on that day.

I didn't even regret having a rain dance with him.

A/N: hi! Been pretty depressed this week. I've never thought anything but One Direction's concert here. I can't go! I think I cried many times. On school, also always dozing off. On my bed.

I just wish I can go. But no, today is the date of the concert, 5 o'clock in the afternoon here in the Philippines. I still believe that Zayn will go. Tomorrow, there's a second concert here.

I just want my first concert to be them. I love them. And my tears are already coming while writing this author's note so I'll just go.

Bye.

~Allaine <3