Harry Styles Imagines

He watches you sleep

The cool fall wind coming from outside blew inside through the slightly cracked window and left the bedroom feeling like we were stuck in a windstorm.

The blinds tapped against the window frame every now and again and more cool air would fill the room, keeping me awake.

Y/N stirred slightly beside me and pulled the duvet closer to her chest. Leaving me with practically nothing but the skin on my back.

I smiled slightly as I propped myself up on my elbow and rested my head on my hand. Her chest rose and fall every few seconds and I found myself watching her sleep. Sure, it was creepy, but I couldn't help myself.

It gave me a large amount of joy knowing I was the only guy in the world who got to wake up next to her every morning and be able to watch her in her truest form of innocence.

It made me feel like the luckiest guy alive to be honest.

I was sure that others would kill to be in my place, but they couldn't and would never be able to.

She stirred once more and moved closer to me, probably because of the heat I was putting off. I smiled again and wrapped my arms around her, making sure not to wake her.

My eyes soon grew heavy and I fell myself dozing off to sleep, despite the fact that I had no blanket on, but I didn't mind.