One Direction-Imagines

#23 Sweet Love - Harry Styles

(Y/N) sat against the arm rest of their brown couch, her knees pulled up to her chest, her gaze fixed onto the material of her jeans. Silent tears slipped from her eyes, but she didn’t wipe them away, she let them continue their journey down the curves of her cheeks to sprinkle off her jaw onto her neck. Taking a deep breath, she finally moved from her position, walking towards the bathroom.

Harry was opposite her on the couch, his eyes red and puffy from the few tears he let go. His face flushed, the anger disappearing as the sadness washed over his body. His eyes flicked up to her, watching her disappear into the hallway before hearing the bathroom door shut. He sighed, running his fingers through his hair in frustration.

Their usual routine was waking up, not speaking, saying goodbye then heading off to work. (Y/N) would come home from work early, cooking the both of them dinner as usual. But they would eat different separately. (Y/N) would usually sit at the dining room table to eat, whereas Harry would sit in the living room on the couch. The only time they would speak, is when they fought. They both hated the constant fighting, but neither of them wanted to be the first to say they’re in the wrong.

Sighing to himself, Harry forced himself from the couch. Discarding his clothes, piece by piece, as he made his way towards their bathroom. Opening the door, he saw her silhouette through the steam of the glass door of their shower. “Baby..” His voice was quiet, broken but he knew she heard him by the turn of her head. As he pulled off his last article of clothing, he opened the shower door, slipping in behind her.

(Y/N)’s head turned at the sound of his voice, wiping her new tears from her cheeks before taking a deep breath. She felt his presence behind her, the feeling of his arms slipping around her waist made her insides turn. “Let me fix you, we can fix us.” She heard him murmur, his lips attaching to her neck. 

Harry placed soft kisses along his warm skin, from her neck down to her shoulder where he nibbled softly, breaking the surface of her delicate skin. He turned her small frame around in his arms, his hands rose to her face, cupping her jaw. His eyes scanned her face as his thumb wiped the fresh tears from her cheeks before he kissed her, deeply yet softly and slowly. 

The butterflies in (Y/N)’s stomach caused her to feel a little uneasy, he hadn’t been able to make her feel like this in a bit of time but it was nice. Humming against his lips, her hands locked themselves around the back of his neck. She felt his hands slip down her wet body, grasping the backs of her thighs as he lifted her up around his waist. The cold tiles were harsh against her back as he pushed her body against it, hissing through her teeth.

Her skin was smooth under his rough hands, his hips against hers as he pinned her to the wall. One of his hands slipped around the back of her body, keeping her against him as the other travelled south. Harry’s fingers slipped up her leg, moving to her heat with a small smile on his face. The kiss heated as he sunk two fingers inside of her, feeling the warmness of her body. 

A soft moan left her lips, muffled by his lips that were on hers. Her hands skimmed across his shoulders, memorising every second of this moment. No words were needed, their touches was enough to make them both realise how they feel. (Y/N) pulled him closer to her, letting their kiss intensify as another moan escaped her swollen lips.

Removing his fingers from her, his lips left hers as well, skimming across her skin to her neck. Placing a few kisses their, Harry lined up with her entrance before slowly sinking into her, lowering her body on the wall so he could get the right angle. He began to thrust slowly, lacing one hand with hers as the other held her hip, his thrusts steady. 

The feeling of him inside her again was indescribable, the feeling he was giving her was unimaginable. (Y/N) let her head rest back against the wall, her eyes closing with her mouth slightly agape from the short intakes of breath she was taking. The feeling of his skin against hers, his lips against her neck felt right. Better than what they’ve been feeling lately. 

Moments of lust, love and passion passed. Hands gripped skin, teeth drawing blood, lips swollen from heated moments. (Y/N)’s back arched, her chest pressing against his as she reached her high, a soft but low moan leaving her lips as her hands gripping his arms. 

The feeling of (Y/N) around him, letting herself go was enough to make Harry reach his peak. Letting himself go shortly after her, he groaned against her neck as his thrusts slowed, riding out their highs with a sigh. 

Harry’s arms tightened around her waist as he removed himself from her, placing her feet onto the ground but keeping her flush against his chest. His hands pushed the hair from her face, his lips pressing against the heated skin of her forehead. 

"I love you.." He told her, feeling her arms wrap around his torso as he embraced her, smiling at the feeling of her in his arms.

The safety of his arms was her favourite thing, knowing he wouldn’t let anything happen to her. “Always.” She whispered back, her eyes falling shut as the water engulfed them. 

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