Harry Styles Imagines

#16 NYC With Him

*This starts off on a balcony*

Breathtaking wasn't enough to describe a place like New York. No other city on Earth will ever be capable of obtaining the essence of it's murals and architecture.

As the cool wind chills my body, I wish nothing more than to metaphorically become a part of it all.

A pair of arms soon wrap themselves around my waist, pulling me closer to whoever they belonged to. Warm lips are then pressed to the skin of my shoulder, making pleasant chills run through my body. Harry.

"Aren't you cold, baby girl?" He asks, curious. "Why don't you come inside before you catch something."

I don't respond. Quite a few moments pass with neither of us saying anything.

I'm pretty sure he looses himself in the sea of lights I'd already lost myself in. Who could blame him, really? They were like millions of lightening bugs gathered in one large mass. The car engines, horns, sirens and music made it even livelier. 

"I really like it here," I say.

"Then tomorrow we can explore," he whispers softly. "Times Square, the Empire State Building, Ellis Island, China Town. I'll take you anywhere you wanna go." The raspiness of his voice causes a fuzzy feeling to brew in my stomach. 

I turn around to face him. "I plan on running you ragged then," I tease, kissing his pink lips. I don't want to pull away, but I do. "Your body won't be able to take it," I continue, winking at him.

The dimpled smile I love appears on his face. "Oh, please. I can take anything, baby." His large hands firmly grip my butt, making me jump in surprise. "Anything." There was a mischievous glimmer in his eyes.

"Is that so?" I tilt my head to the side, biting my lip seductively. Only he was capable of turning any phrase sexual. I wasn't letting him off that easy, though.

He nods with a smirk.

"Well, I'm getting tired. Nice try though. Maybe tomorrow?" I pull away and head back inside, leaving him and the beautiful overlook behind.

I'm greeted by a much needed warmness and the faint scent of pizza. A heavy sigh comes  from behind me and I smile to myself.  "You ruin my fun." I hear Harry say as the balcony door clicks shut. "Every. Little. Bit."

"You ruin your own fun, Styles," I retort, laughing at his loss.

The next thing I know, I'm being lifted and thrown towards the bed. I squeal until I hit the soft mattress. As Harry straddles me all I can do is laugh uncontrollably. Our relationship was always playful like this.

"Take that back. You're the one who doesn't wanna have sex tonight." His hands pin my wrists beside my head. I struggle against him, but he's far too strong.

"How does everything turn into sex with you?" Giggles slip past my parted lips. "Everything isn't about sex, you know," I tell him, not too serious.

Something in his expression shifts. "I know." His gaze falls upon my lips. "I just enjoy doing mind blowing things with mind blowing people." He leans down and passionately presses his moist lips to mine. My eyes flutter closed at the emotion behind it.

When he pulls away we're both panting a little. I look into his green eyes and see that they're filled with admiration. Genuine admiration. My heart flutters a little.

He lets go of my wrists. "You're so beautiful. I love you," he says.

"I love you too."

END

Should I try writing smut? O_O

Anyways...

The whole New York thing is inspired by highnotehemmings 's book Silent. You should go check it out, it's very well written. No, seriously, vote for this chapter and go now.

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