Harry Styles imagines + preferences

This years love

Won't ya kiss me on that midnight street? Sweep me off my feet Singing, "ain't this life so sweet?"

'Har-' you hiccup.

He wipes away your tears, although the rain didn't help much.

'Please Y/N, say something, anything' he pleads, voice choking at the end.

'I can't- I just can't' you quiver, eyes looking down at the puddle that formed around you.

Harry dips his head down, trying to look you in the eyes. But you avoid him entirely, turning your head around, facing away from him. He snakes his arms around your now shivering body, head resting on your shoulder. A little resistant at first but you let go, holding your hand onto his arms as you cry under the rain. Your heart beating fast. Almost pounding out of your chest.

'Please, love' Harry quivers.

You only break down more, wishing your heart didn't melt at this very moment.

'Har-' you try to speak but you choke on your words.

He grips tighter, softly kissing your cheek. The rain is pouring down heavily like the million thoughts in running through your mind.

'All I want is you' he whispers.