Harry Styles Imagines.

A Date.

"I hope you like it." Harry, my boyfriend says nervously. Apparently he has planned a date for us. He was away, touring for almost 2 months and he came back yesterday.

"I know I'll love it, baby." I say and tip toe to kiss on his cheek.

Soon, we get in the car and Harry starts to drive.

The car ride is filled with the soft voice of the radio and our talking. Harry's hand is resting on my thigh while he drives. This small action gives me butterflies.

The car comes to a halt after sometime and I furrow my brows, confused at the sight in front of me.

"We are at the...beach?" I ask him as he nods at me with a small smile playing on his lips.

"C'mon." he says gets out of the car making me do the same. He hold out his hand and I take it happily as he leads us to the beach.

There is no one here. It's all empty. Just me and Harry.

We walk a bit until we reach a blanket, nicely spread out on the sand. There is a basket on top of the blanket. I can see there different kind of food on there and a bottle of wine with two glasses.

I look at Harry, who is looking at me intently.

"You did this?" I ask Harry surprised.

"Yeah and with a help of some people." He says and rubs his neck, a habit he does when he is stressed or nervous. And by some people, he means Niall, Louis, Zayn, and Liam.

I chuckle at him shaking my head.

"C'mon, let's sit." He says and I start taking off my shoes, and he does the same.

We both get settled down, Harry a bit uncomfy because of his skinny jeans.

"You wanna eat?" He asks.

"Yeah, I'm hungry." I say and rub my palms together excitedly.

"You are always hungry, darling." He laughs and I scowl at him.

"Are you complaining?" I ask with my chin up.

"Never." He says and starts taking out the food from the basket and I start filling our glasses with wine.

"What did you bring?" I ask as I take a sip from my wine.

"See for yourself." He says and I take a look at what he has laid in front of us.

There are chocolates, marshmallows, mnm's and pastries and burgers.

"Looks yummy." I say and look at him with a wide smile on my lips.

"Just like you." He says with a wink and roll my eyes as I give him his glass of wine.

I move so I can sit beside him. I take a handful of marshmallows and put one of them in Harry's mouth as he opens his mouth for a sip of wine.

"What are doing? He asks with mouthful of marshmallows and I laugh at him as he sounds funny.

As he finishes the marshmallow and before he can swallow it, I stuff another into his mouth.

I burst out laughing as he again asks me what I am doing in very funny voice.

"Stop it." He says once he's done eating the marshmallows.

"Okay, okay, fine. Party pooper." I mumble the last part and he raises an eyebrow at me.

"What was that?" He asks suspicious look and I shake my head quickly.

"Nothing. Just said how good you are." I say changing my sentence with a cheeky look.