Harry Styles Imagines

Late Night Shower

Harry was angelic. A sex god. When he performed on stage, he had everyone at the palm of his hand. The way he commanded the stage and had every fan screaming his name was a sight to see. It turned you on in ways you couldn't explain. You were very fortunate that you were able to travel with him and watch him perform almost every night. You always stood on the side of the stage, dancing and singing along to his music.

One thing that you and he did after every show was go up to your hotel room and order room service. He was always hungry after his shows. One thing he didn't do during the tour was drink. He tried not going out to clubs, unless he had to, and drink or stay up super late. He enjoyed his quiet time and tried to rest the most that he could. You tried to make that possible for him the best you could. Your relationship to Harry has been a secret for quite some time, the only people who knew were his closest friends and family. You liked it this way, you didn't have to worry about meeting a certain perspective to the world. His fans were always sweet to you, thankful that Harry had a "friend" to look after him. That's what you were to the public, Harry's best friend.

Today you were in New York City where he was playing at Madison Square Garden. Today was an important night due to him being recognized for selling out a certain number of shows. You couldn't be prouder of the man that drove you crazy. After the show, you stayed behind and went to his dressing room to get his belongings ready for when you left. He was having a bit of a photoshoot taking pictures with colleagues and the banner that had his name on it. You enjoyed the quietness that filled his dressing room, making cleaning up enjoyable in a way. You packed his cologne, shoes, chargers, and all his things in his duffle bag. After that you decided to sit on the chair in front of his vanity and wait for him.

As you sat there in silence, you could start hearing an increase in volume coming from outside his room. "Sorry guys but I'm a bit tired. I just want to go back to the hotel and rest up for tomorrow. Maybe another time?", you could hear him say. You guessed some of his colleagues wanted to go out and celebrate his new accomplishment. "Has anyone seen y/n? ", you hear him ask. After a couple of mumbles that you couldn't hear, the door opened revealing a sweaty Harry. His eyes searched the room until they landed on you, a smile immediately overtaking his face. He came in, closed the door, and walked towards you, standing in between your legs that were hanging on the chair due to the height, accommodating his height instead of yours.

Without speaking, he cupped your face in his large hands, and kissed you. It was a gentle kiss, slowly moving your lips against one another due to feeling neglected the whole day. He pulled back, pressing his forehead against yours and wiping your bottom lip with his thumb. "Hey", he whispered, his tired eyes looking into yours that weren't as tired as his. "Hey", you say back giving him a small smile. "Ready to go to the hotel?", he asks, simply nodding your head as your answer. "Come on then ", he says, taking your hand in his until you walked out of the quiet dressing room and into the busy hallway. You withdrew your hand from his and walked in front of him, keeping your distance as you walked out of the venue and into the black car that was waiting for the both of you. You got on first, waiting a couple minutes as Harry bid goodbye to his crew. With the door still opened, he climbed in right next to you, putting an arm against your shoulder, and pulling you to his side, placing a gentle kiss to your temple.

No words were exchanged between the two of you. The car ride to the hotel maintaining a comfortable silence. You occasionally looked up towards Harry, his eyes meeting yours the first couple of times but the last time you did it you saw his head resting back against the seat with his eyes closed and his lips ajar slightly. You couldn't help but smile to yourself, admiring how peaceful he looked in this very moment. The ride to the hotel took a bit longer than it should've due to the traffic. Considering how late it was, you were always surprised that these streets stayed busy no matter what time it was. You closed your eyes for a bit, still awake so you knew when you would arrive. What felt like half an hour was only 10 minutes that passed until you had arrived at your destination. "Baby we're here", you whispered at Harry, patting his arm a bit to not startle him from his nap. His eyes slightly opened and looked side to side realizing we were here. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and nodded. He opened the door to get out first, going around the vehicle to open yours. He always opened the door for you, a gesture of his that you've gotten accustomed to.