Harry Styles Imagines

Unexpected

A/N: hello everyone! This is another request that I received. Thank you once again to the person who requested this. Truly happy that you guys enjoy my writing. Out of privacy, I won't be putting the name of the person who requested this imagine. I do hope you enjoy it. Don't forget to reblog, vote, comment, like, and submit your requests. Once again thank you. Also, did you see Harry this weekend! Our baby looks so handsome! Happy reading!

Warnings: smut, alcohol, unprotected sex, pregnancy

Imagine requested: Where Y/N and Harry have a one-night stand at his flat in London. They're both drunk and end up having sex. Although that night turns into a week of fun. Y/n lives in the U.S, New York to be precise, where Harry also purchased a property there, and find out she's pregnant with Harry's baby.

You couldn't believe that you were finally here. London, England. A place where you've always wanted to visit. Fortunately, it was where your best friend lives. He was finally on vacation after touring for more than a year and he flew you out to London to spend time with him. You couldn't believe it at first until he sent you the confirmation email of the flight that he had booked for you. You currently lived in New York. You've known Harry for over 5 years now and you've established a great friendship. You could confide in him for whatever and he felt the same way.

Once you landed in London, Harry had sent a car to pick you up, not wanting the attention on both of you if he were to show up. Whenever you two were together, he always attempted to be discrete about everything, not wanting the media to hurt you in any way possible. He wanted to protect you from the dark side of being famous, which you understood. You knew how the media could twist things around and make you look like the bad guy. It was a judgmental world, all eyes on you waiting for you to fuck up. One of the many reasons as to why Harry went out of his way to protect your friendship.

You were currently staying at his house in London. The atmosphere here reminded you of back home, always busy with many people walking to their destination. At first you were awe struck, looking at all of the beautiful architecture, finding the old school vibe to be charming. Harry's house was beautiful, the home giving you a calming and serenity vibe. Somewhere to come to and escape the outside world. With his career you weren't surprised that he wanted to get that vibe.

"Want to cook dinner tonight or order in?", he asked you, pouring wine into two glasses in the kitchen. "To be honest, I'm feeling quite lazy at the moment, so let's order in", you admit, hearing a deep chuckle from the kitchen. You were super confortable around Harry. He wasn't one to judge you at all, which is why your friendship worked so well. You didn't see him as Harry Styles, the heartthrob, but Harry Styles the person, which he loved. You hear his bare feet pad against the wooden floor as he made his way towards the couch in his living room, handing you the glass of red wine. "Thank you", you mumble, immediately taking a sip and letting the bittersweet taste down your throat. "Mmm, it's really good", you say, positioning yourself in a more comfortable position on the couch.

"I'm glad you liked it. I picked out a few bottles before your arrival. I know how much you like your reds", he says, taking a small sip of his wine. You couldn't help but smile and blush at his small gesture. "So, what are we thinking for tonight? Sushi, Chinese, Thai..."he suggests. You haven't had sushi in a while, and it was always your go to. Without thinking twice about it, you both answered together, saying 'Sushi' at the same time causing you both to laugh.

He placed the order on his phone mentioning that the food would arrive in about half an hour. This gave you the perfect opportunity to shower before dinner. Gulping your last sip of wine in your glass, you placed the glass in the coffee table and got up. "I'm going to shower real quick and get more comfortable. Let me know when the food arrives", you say before going into the guest bedroom. Once you were done with your shower, you got into a comfy silk pajamas, putting on the matching robe to cover yourself. With your slippers on, you walked out the room and went into the living room. You heard Harry talking to someone, assuming the delivery guy. Your assumptions were right when he walked into the kitchen with a big bag of food.