A bright stream of sunlight made its way into your room past the curtains that draped down from your large windows. You let out a soft sigh while sitting up on the bed. Still tired, you looked over to your right to see harry, your boyfriend, sleeping peacefully beside you. His cheek pressed against the mattress and his mouth slightly open. His arm was lightly hanging over your hip while his long, lean legs tangled with yours. You stared at him in awe, he looked so cute when he slept and peaceful as well, as if all of his worries were taken away from him. Your trail of thought was cut off by a small yet raspy voice "do you always stare at people when they sleep?" You didn't realize Harry was actually awake. Without an answer you looked down and blushed. "I was only kidding babe." he said with a small smile. He pulled you into his warm chest while intertwined his large fingers with yours. "You're so cute when you blush" he said softly while kissing your forehead.
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Harry Styles Imagines and Preferences
FanfictionImagines and Preferences about the one and only Harold Styles as you may have worked out from the title oopsssssssssss Feel free to check out my other 5 books of one direction imagines and preferences ;p
