Harry Styles Imagines.

Sweet Creature.

I can hear the fire crackling as I rest my back on Harry's chest. We both are sat in front of the fireplace on the carpet, wrapped in a big warm blanket. I nuzzle myself more into Harry and he squeezes his arms around me.

"Today was good." I whisper. This is one of those times where if you speak a little loudly the bubble around us would shatter like glass.
I feel Harry nodding above me and he hums.

"It was. Thank you for your gift, baby." Harry says and I just shake my head. Today was Christmas. We had invited the boys and their girlfriends, well, everyone's girlfriends except Niall. He was happy with what I had cooked.

"Thank you for your gift too. I loved the new canvas. It was really big." I say. Harry had given me a huge painting canvas and bought us promise rings. I gifted him a guitar pick and I also made him a greeting card where I had wrote how I feel about him and how he makes me feel.

He damn near cried when he read that. I also asked if he is going to cry. You know what was his answer? "My eyes are sweating." Who even says that? I told him it's okay to cry but he was very insisted on his eyes sweating, I didn't ask about it to him again.

I look down at our hands intertwined on my stomach. I can see our promise rings shining together. My heart warms at the sight.

"Hey, uh, I, uh wanted you, kind of, listen to something?" He asks stuttering and in a very awkward voice.
I furrow my brows and crane my neck to look at him and he very uncomfortable.
"Of course, what is it?" I ask and sit up wanting to listen to Harry.

"It's a kind of stupid idea, but, I wrote a song? And I wanted to, uh, sing it to you?" He says and I almost want to laugh at how sweet and innocent he looks while telling me this. Almost like a child who was caught stealing a cookie, explaining why he did it.

"Okay. I'd love to hear it, baby." I say and encourage him. He nods once and get up from the floor and walks to the bedroom, probably fetching for his guitar.

I wait patiently as he comes with his guitar, still l looking nervous. He places his guitar above me, on the couch and walks to our Christmas tree. He picks up the guitar pick I have him and I smile at his actions.

He comes near me and sits in front of me and gives me shy smile, I literally want to pinch his cheeks for looking cute, but I will save that for later.
He clears his throat and postions his guitar in front of him.

He looks at me and speaks.
"Ready?" He asks and I nod.
"Always." I say and I almost see his cheeks going slight pink but he looks down at his guitar and takes a deep breath.

I hear few non-familiar strums of the guitar. I Immediately smile at the tune.
Next he sings, his voice so soft and delicate and smooth, like silk.

𝘚𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦.
𝘏𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨.
𝘉𝘶𝘵, 𝘸𝘦'𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨.
𝘞𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨
𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨.

He looks up at me to see my reaction and I am smiling wide at him. I already love it. He sings perfectly.

And, oh, we started,
Two hearts in one home.
It's hard when we argue,
We're both stubborn, I know.

But, oh, sweet creature, sweet creature,
Wherever I go,
You bring me home.

Sweet creature, sweet creature,
When I run out of road,
You bring me home.

He finishes with the last few strums of his guitar and places beside him. He waits for my reaction and all I do his throw myself at him with the blanket around me.

He let's out a 'oof' and we both fall back, Harry on his back and me on top of him.
I push myself up a bit so I can smother him with kisses.

My lips are all over his face, his eyes, his nose, his lips, his cheeks. He laughs under me and his arms squeeze me in.

I pull away and look at him with a wide smile.
"That's so good, Harry. When did you write it?" I ask and he shrugs his shoulders.

"Eh, just a few years back." He says move forward to kiss his lips.
I press my lips on his soft ones. He let's out a appreciative hum and sighs into the kiss.

"It's really good. It's perfect." I say against his lips and run my nails through his long curly locs.
"I kind of still have to finish the rest." He says back.
"It's still good. Even if it is half finished. I was in love from the first strum, baby." I say and he smiles at me.

"Thank you, sweetheart." He says and I nod and kiss his dimple.
I roll over him and curl up beside him. He wraps his strong arm around me and I nuzzle into him more.

"Can I ask you a question?" I ask bashfully.
"Of course." He says and looks down at me.
"Is this song about me?" I whisper again and he smiles at me.

"Of course it is. Who else would it be about. And even it was about someone else, why would I make you listen to it." He says and I scowl at him.
"What songs you haven't made me listen?" I ask him and laughs at me.

"Baby, you literally are the first one to hear any songs I or the boys write." He says and nudges his nose against mine and I huff.
"It better be that way." I say and he salutes me with his other hand.
"Yes, ma'am." He says and I fight a smile that's threatening to fall on my lips.

"No, but seriously, it's only you that I wrote songs about , Y/n. You are my inspiration. You bring me home." He says, looking deep into my eyes and I feel my cheeks go warm as I break our eye contact and looks down at his lips. I press a quick kiss on his lips and look at him again.

"You bring me home too, Harry." I say and he his smile becomes more prominent.
"I love you." I say and he kisses my the tip of my nose.

"Love you too." He says and I furrow my brows.
"I love you, Harry." I say again hoping he understands.
"Love you too, baby." He says and chuckles.
"I. Love. You. Harry." I say firmly.
"Love you too. What's happening?" He asks, now getting confused.

"Who loves me?" I ask him with a scowl.
"I do!" He exclaims.
"Then say it. Say you love me!" I exclaim too.
"I love you." He says damn near to yelling and I smile at him.
"I love you too, baby." I say happily and kiss his cheek and nuzzle my face into his neck.
He stays quiet for good 10 minutes.

"You are weird." He announces abruptly after 10 mins of silence.
"Are you complaining?" I ask narrowing my eyes at him and he shakes his with a small smile.
"Never. Your weirdness is one if the things that made me fall for you." He says and I feel myself blush for the hundredth time today.

"Good." I say go back to my previous position.
I place my hand on Harry's cheek and stroke it softly.

We both stay like this for hours maybe, who knows, but eventually we both fall asleep.

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