Harry Styles Preferences/Imagines

41.) First Home

"Ready, babe?" Harry asked, pushing up the sleeves of his worn plaid button down.

You nodded, sitting back against the kitchen chair covered in an old bed sheet. The kitchen floor covered in a thin layer of newspaper. "Yep, I think we're ready," you said, patting your hands on either side of your thirty-six week belly. You had decided that was as good a time as ever to preserve the state of your growing belly. Darcy's first home needed to be properly remembered.

Harry laughed, scooting forward in the chair he was sat in, in front of you, dipping one of the long plaster strips into the bowl of warm water by his feet, before pressing it to your bare skin, molding it around the round shape.

You wrinkled your nose, instantly knowing it was going to be itchy once it dried. You laughed lightly as Harry concentrated on smoothing out the strip, his eyebrows furrowing together.

"Are you laughing at me?" he teased, peeking up at you.

You fixed a stray piece of hair that had escaped from your messy bun. "Me? Never," you promised with a grin.

He smirked, reaching down for another soggy strip of plaster, layering it on top of the last.

"You're just jealous of my Picasso like skills," he informed you teasingly.

You nodded in agreement. "Oh, yes, so jealous."

Both of you laughed, and you tucked the errant piece of hair behind your ear, as you watched Harry layer the plaster around your belly, forming the cast.

"Oh, Darcy's moving," you said, with a smile, feeling her stretching.

"She's not so sure about this," Harry guessed, swiping the back of his arm across his forehead. "You okay? Need some water or something?"

You shook your head. "I'm trying to avoid having to pee at all costs."

Harry raised his eyebrows, nodding in agreement. "That could be difficult," he agreed, trying to imagine having to help you walk to the bathroom down the hall, with the cast still firmly in place. "We've got to get this!" he exclaimed, taking a small square of the plaster, and pressing it around your belly button that at this point, had popped out all the way.

"Yeah," you agreed. "It'll never be the same." You poked the tiny bump it had become.

"Do you think we'll have enough of this plaster?" he said, with a cheeky grin, eyes darting between the stack of plaster strips and your belly.

You scoffed, hitting his arm playfully. "Harry!"

He laughed. "Only joking, babe."

You shook your head. "You're terrible," you joked.

Once Harry was satisfied with the amount of plaster on your belly, he moved onto your breasts, his large hands gentle, being careful of the tenderness. He leaned in to press a kiss right between them.

"You're such a flirt," you laughed, running your fingers through his hair, as he peppered the skin of your breasts with kisses.

He raised his head to grin at you cheekily, taking one of his watery plaster cover fingers and smearing it across your cheek.

You gasped, bursting out in a giggle, and hanging on to Harry's shoulder to steady yourself, balling up the flannel in between your fingers.

Harry laughed, his hands reaching to grasp your arms to steady you.

Two could play at that game, you ran your finger over the still damp plaster on your belly, running it across his cheek and over his nose.

Harry grinned, laughing in surprise. "Oh, I see how it goes."

He leaned forward, his lips molding to yours, his warm, plaster covered fingers cupping your cheeks. "Who's the flirt now?" he whispered, with a crooked smile, pressing his forehead to yours.

You smirked. "You have something on your face."

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Today WAS MT FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL! Ew! Junior YEAr! Ewww! Anyways IT was okay. Could've been better but it was alright.

Anyways....I'm at the hospital right now. My sister has a kidney infection again. It's terrible.

Hope you guys like this. Bye! -Suzie