Harry Styles Imagines

Valentine's Day

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Plot: This imagine is about you and your boyfriend Harry celebrating Valentine's Day together. He takes you to Rome in Italy, for your dream vacation. You are currently 5 months pregnant and expecting a little girl. During this trip he plans little things that will lead up to him asking you an important question that will define your future.

Valentines Day. A day where many show more appreciation and love towards one another. A day filled with hearts, flowers, and chocolates. As you got older, you started to not like the holiday, majority because of your lack of a relationship at the time. That all changed when your boyfriend Harry came into your life. He always made every holiday special, especially Valentine's Day.

Early on in your relationship you had mentioned your lack of interest and once you explained your reasoning behind it, he made sure that every Valentine's Day you guys spent together was special. He always payed attention to detail, even if it was the smallest ones.

This year, the holiday was extra special because you were 5 months pregnant with your first child, a baby girl on the way. So, when Harry surprised you last week with tickets for a flight to Italy, you had to make sure that you were safe to travel.

The past few days, you were running back and forth trying to pack everything that you would need for your trip. You didn't know how long you were staying, Harry only explaining to pack light, that if you needed anything that he would buy it over there. He mainly did that so you wouldn't overwhelm yourself too much with packing due to your pregnancy.

You had arrived in Italy last night, staying at a hotel in Rome. This was one of the small details that he would remember. You never truly spoke about your dream travels as often, but you remembered mentioning it when you had your first few dates a couple years back. He knew you were fascinated by the beauty of the city and the architecture. So, this year, he planned the trip to lift your spirits up.

Harry had thought of absolutely everything. The accommodations, making sure there was a pregnancy pillow on the bed, making sure you had the best view and the best care, so he mentioned. You had arrived in Rome late at night, and to be quite honest, you were exhausted from sitting on the plain. You felt uncomfortable the whole time, even with first class tickets. But you kept your comments to yourself, not trying to bring him down.

As soon as you and Harry arrived at the hotel, you both got ready for bed since you had a busy day tomorrow according to your boyfriend.

The next day, Valentine's Day, you were awoken with the smell of French toast and coffee. The smell of coffee here was different, it smelled richer. As per your doctor, you were only allowed one cup a day. You sat up on the bed and stretched your limbs, feeling good right afterwards. "Good morning darling. Sleep well?", Harry says, walking towards you and kissing your lips. "Mmm. Yes. I was exhausted. It smells so good", you mumbled, getting up and going straight to the bathroom to brush your teeth.

Looking at yourself in the mirror, you couldn't help but rub your belly, feeling small kicks from your baby girl. "Good morning my love", you whispered to your belly, feeling her kick one more time before you walked back into the main room. "Coffee?", Harry asks, nodding your response as you sat on the small sofa that looked out to the city.

It was a beautiful sight, the air smelling clean compared to back home. You could hear the chatter of the locals along with tourists. The sun hast fully risen yet but the streets sounded alive. "Here you go darling", he says handing you the cup of coffee. Taking a sip, your insides immediately warmed up, feeling relaxed as you leaned your head against Harry's shoulder. "Ready for today?", he asked, kissing the top of your head as he takes a bite of fette biscottate (Rusks), which was an Italian breakfast item.