Harry Styles Imagines

#34 Real

Listen to a slow love song while reading :')

REAL

Harry's POV

We're on the balcony.

"You have very pretty eyes." Y/N wraps her arms around my waist. "They're green like trees, but sometimes blue like the ocean. They're like mini Earths," she chuckles. I can't help but smile at her description of them. Until now, I never really thought they—of all things—were anything special. But she sure made it feel that way, like they're something worth being fascinated by.

Heck, I'll say it everyday for the the rest of my life if I have to, but I'm fortunate to have crossed paths with Y/F/N. Not a day goes by that she fails to let me know that I'm worth it.

I look down into her eyes—they're wider and more innocent—before pressing my lips to hers. She doesn't react right away, but when she does, sparks fly. I could feel them all over my body. Coursing through my middle, running through my fingertips. It was magical. No, it was magic itself.

I could taste the cinnamon in her mouth the and watermelon flavored chapstick on her lips. The combination was odd, but it's one of the best I've ever tasted. That's what love does to you. It makes you oblivious to normality's standards.

This is as real as it gets. Just the two of us in this moment in time. The moment that's waited for us its entire life.

Y/N pulls away for a second, but immediately connects her lips back to mine. There was more passion, more want.

Real.

Just real.

End of imagine. Thanks for reading.

Defy normality in all you do. That's the only way you'll truly make it in this world.

-1nfinityDreamer