One Direction Imagines

Falling Slowly (Harry Styles)

‘come to bed love’ he calls raspily trying to garner your attention which was completely drawn into the textbook before you. stretching out your previously criss crossed legs, you raise your tired arms above before dropping them and going back to quickly scanning the print. ‘harry what time is it’ you ask while choking back a yawn. he softly replies ‘half past 3 in the morning, i think you’ve done enough studying’. you turn from your desk to see him looking up at you from the bed with a soft smile and tired eyes. ‘please come sleep? for me?’ he asks with a slight pout and now a twinkle to his green eyes, a combination he knows you can not refuse. you smirk as you slam your textbook shut, loose leaf papers scribbled with notes flying to the floor and you crawl onto the bed slowly towards him sitting with arms open.

you pounce on top of him knocking him backwards onto the duvet giggling while pressing your lips softly to his cheek. ‘heres a kiss for being so cute’ you say as you plant one quickly, ‘another for being so cheeky’ as you plant one on the smirked curve of his lips, ‘and one for being harry’ you smile into his lips. you close your eyes and mumble ‘do you know how much i adore you?’ you feel him move under you and suddenly you’re flipped and being hovered over, curls drooping down into your face. ‘adore? that’s all?’ he says with a playful frown. you smirk and nod before you hear him chuckle and say ‘wrong answer’. your hands are pinned up above you with one of his hands and the other tickling running up and down your sides until you are squirming and squeeling begging him to stop. with tears forming in the corners of your eyes from laughter, you spurt out ‘FINE. FINE.’ his hands cease for a moment as he awaits your confession ‘fine, i dont even like you that much’ you whisper with a straight face before grinning and squirming under him even more as his hands continue. as your chest rises and falls from trying to catch your breath you release your wrists from his hand, sit up and reach to hold his face. curls messily framing his face, he looks at you with wide eyes listening to you reminding him ‘i love you more than anything in the world. you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.’ you squeeze his face in between your palms slightly before you kiss his lips playfully. 

you collapse back onto the bed throwing the blanket over you and announce ‘i’m going to sleep now’ while reaching over to turn off the bedside light. you feel the bed shift and warmth envelope you slowly. you move closer to him with his chest pressed up against your back, you anxiously search for his hands behind you in the darkness. but he knows you well, he knows your habits as in depth as you know his. his fingers find yours before he wraps his arm around your waist loosely over the blanket. he softly moves the hair away from your neck giving you chills as the cool air hits your bare skin. he slowly presses his lips to the base of your neck muttering words you can’t fully make out. you smile to yourself as you feel his thumb rub small circles onto the back of your hand and his face buried into your hair. ‘i love you baby’ he says quietly. 

you feel butterflies in your stomach even though its been months since he’s called you his; everytime you hear those words leave his lips its like the first time you both confessed to each other just how much emotion the other was capable of evoking. you remember the moment the words were exchanged. you remember the first time you realized you were in deep with him; how he lifted up your chin with his pointer finger and whispered ‘i am going to fall in love with you. i’m going to give you my heart, all of me. you don’t have to love me back but i’d sure like that’ you remember smiling so big your cheeks hurt and wrapping your arms around his neck to kiss him deeply. you remember because you recite these memories to yourself every morning, amazing yourself with the blessing that is harry.

you draw him closer by wrapping both your arms closer to your waist. ‘i love you too’ you say closing your eyes and focusing on the warmth and love you felt radiate off of his body onto yours. you feel his steady heartbeat rhythmically thumping into your back as you slow your breath down to match his. he mumbles into the crook of your neck ‘goodnight love’ and in a matter of minutes you hear him softly snore. as you feel your eyes slowly start to close, you whisper ‘sleep tight baby, i love you more than you’d ever know’ the words coated in exhaustion becoming more incoherent and trailing off. falling in love with harry was something you couldn’t help. you couldn’t help falling in love with him, it was like falling asleep; slowly at first then all at once.





CREDITS: kiddingmestyles