Harry Styles Imagines [COMPLETED]

He's Feelin' 22

A/N:YOU GUYYYYSSS. 4000 READS?! You're all too good to me. Thank you so much. I love you soooooo much. 💖🍓stay fruity. (Like Superfruit...get it? No? Okay then...) ALSO it was Harry's birthday yesterday and it was a pretty amazing day soooooo yeh. Happy birthday Harry! (I was too lazy to post anything on Wattpad yesterday, so I didn't.)(I also dropped my phone in the bath tub WHILE IT WAS FULL and I was so scared. BUT it's all good. It embarrassed me though, since I've always tried to avoid that. Anyways read on...)
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Y/N's POV

I stood above our shared bed on my boyfriend's birthday. He's an old fart now. 22.

"I DON'T KNOW ABOUT YOU, BUT I'M FEELING 22!" I sang loudly into his ear as I jumped on the bed and cuddled up to him. He chuckled.

"Good morning, my love."

"Happy burfday, baby," I said and he laughed again.

"You're adorable. How did I get so lucky?" He asks. I shrug and bury my head in the crook of his neck.

"Soooo what do you wanna do today, Burfday Boi?" I asked with a smile. He smirked.

"Stay in and cuddle."

"Is that really ALL you wanna do? I mean we could go to the park down the street or to the mall or t-"

"Y/N!" he interrupted. "I wanna stay in. With you. Forever."

I smiled.

"I love you so much, Y/N. You being here is the best present I'll ever have."

"OH. That reminds me. I got you something," I say as I jump to my feet and grab a wrapped present. "Open it."

"I told you I don't want anyth-"

"OPEN. IT. NOW. SIR."

He chuckled before opening it up to find a shirt. An extremely ugly shirt that he seems to find so intriguing. He smiles. "Thank you. I love it."

I smiled. "It's the ugliest one I could find."

He playfully slaps my shoulder and lays me back down with him.

I look up at him and smile at how amazing he is. "Oh, and by the way, I love you, too."