#18 Pillow Talk

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His curly hair was a mess on top of his head and his green eyes seemed to be sparkling brighter than usual. Needless to say we had just had one of the most amazing nights of our lives. Nothing in this world will ever be capable of replacing those few moments of ecstasy. Every touch, every kiss had been so gentle and loving.

The two of us are laying there in silence until a question comes to my mind. "Harry, what are you afraid of?" I wanted to know.

He goes right into it...

"Losing someone special to me. That'd be terrifying actually. You know, like my mom and dad or my sister. You. Also dying. I'm not to fond of the whole 'everyone must die' concept. Another would be not being successful at something. By the time I do die I want to have done something great," He pauses to think. I was intrigued by his honesty and urge him to continue. "And grasshoppers. Don't too much care for them."

Him opening up to me like this showed trust. "It means a lot that you told me all this. Thank you." The thought of him fearing death resurfaces. "There's nothing you can do to escape death. Every second we're getting closer to our own. Just don't think about it too much," I tell him, hoping to ease the fear some.

"Yeah, I know. It's just kind of hard for me to remember that at times." He sadly smiles. "What are you afraid of?"

"Being ignored, being forgotten, dying young, loosing someone I love, giving birth, spiders, closed shower curtains," I list off. "Especially giving birth and being forgotten. The whole idea of raising a human is overwhelming. Being forgotten is inevitable, I guess."

"You'd totally be the best mum in the world. There's not a doubt in my mind about that. And people will forget you, but all that matters is that you made the most of your time here on Earth," he promises.

Heat rushes to my cheeks. "You're really sweet," I tell him honestly. It's as if his mouth was a dealership of all the right words. All the right words that could make my heart race.

"You're beautiful." Our closeness allows me to feel the warmness of his breath. A smile graces across my lips. The next thing I know, he's running a finger down my cheek. I follow it until it curls under my chin and I can't see it anymore.

Chills runs through my body.

"Thank you," I murmur. For some reason, I was beginning to feel rather shy. I never got like this around him, so it was rather odd. His sweet, Bradford accent surfaces me from my whirlpool of thoughts.

"Something wrong, baby girl?" I bite my lip, not really sure how to answer. It's just that his words were having such an affect on me. To him I was some show stopping Goddess. In my my eyes, though, I was just a girl.

"You're just too good to me," I decide on saying. "I love you." After scooting closer to him, I press my hungry lips to his cool ones. When I swipe my tongue along his bottom lip he cutely shudders; I can't help but smile a little.

"Don't do that," he breathes into the kiss. For fun, I do it again, knowing it drove him wild. "That's it," he growls. Before I know it, I'm underneath him.

His adoring eyes selfishly scan over my bare body. That shyness from earlier? Gone.

I reach out and draw tiny circles on his fern tattoo.

"Couldn't take that, huh?" I tease, smirking up at him.

"No. How could I?" He asks in bewilderment. "Almost everything you do can get me going, baby." Oh. "Like this little finger of yours." He grabs the hand I was drawing circles with. "You have no idea," he tells me.

It was nice knowing I could make him feel some type of way. The high school Y/N never would've pictured herself here in the future. Who would've ever thought?

Harry's presses his lips to the back of my hand before he snuggles back down beside me. For a few minutes we lovingly look at each other. There's honestly no place I'd rather be.

"I love you Harry Styles," I confess for the who knows what time.

"I love it when you use my full name." He puts an arm around my waist. "I love you too, Y/N."

His love is all I'll ever need.

END

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