Harry Styles Imagines

#14 Night Moments With Him

"Harry," you whisper, gently brushing your fingertips across his bare chest. Although it was dark out, the moon illuminated enough of your bedroom to make out his features.

"Hmm," he hums lowly, moving into your touch. You could now feel the warmness of his skin better; it brings a smile to your face. There was something about knowing he wanted to be closer that made you happy.

"I love you," you tell him honestly. You knew something like this could've waited until the morning, but tomorrow isn't promised. Besides, sometimes the best time to tell someone you love them is when they're least expecting it.

His lips form a lazy smile. "I love you way more, beautiful," he truthfully murmurs. A familiar fuzziness instantly spreads throughout your body. Those were words you'd never get tired of hearing.

It's incredible how one person can make you feel worth more than anyone else ever did. Absolutely incredible. Harry was your everything and you were positive you were his.
Your fingers venture downwards to his stomach, making him quickly suck it in. You bite back smile, knowing that he's ticklish there. "What is it, Haz?"

He squirms. "You know what, Y/N."

"All I know is that this that you and this little tummy of yours are cute." You lightly spider your fingers around, making giggles freely slip past his lips. "See? Told you so."

"Q-quit it, baby," he manages to say.
You comply, pulling your hand away. "Well, thanks for ruining all my fun," you whine in fake sadness.

"Come here. Maybe cuddles will make you feel better," he offers, opening his arms.

You don't waist any time curling into his chest. When his arms wrap around you, you feel as if this is a position you could stay in forever.

"Better?" He places a sweet kiss to the top of your head.

"It's more than better," you reply.

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