One direction imagines

Harry " lazy day "

Written by meganstyles00

*Night before*
"Harry, just stay over tonight. Its too late for you to be driving." He agrees and stays in bed with me. He pulls me closer and I snuggle into his chest.

*next morning*
I wake up next to the smell of bacon being cooked. I wrap up in my blanket and walk to the kitchen. "What's all this?" I say as I look at the buffet of breakfast on the counter. "Just wanted you to have a variety to pick from." He says. I pick up a piece of bacon and eat it. "Go ahead. Dig in." He jokes. We both grab a plate and start to eat. "What do you wanna do today?" He asks. "Lets just stay home and relax." I suggest. He nods in agreement and chows down on his food. We finish eating. And I do the dishes. Harry goes to the couch and powers on the TV.

"What do you want to watch?" He asks me. I settle down beside him. "Let's watch Footloose. The old one." He laughs. "I just really love this movie." We watch it all the time. He puts it on and I snuggle into him. We watch for about an hour. He starts to get bored and shifts around on the couch. "We don't have to watch this anymore." He nods. "I know." He smiles. He gets up and walks to the bedroom. I finish the movie and walk to the bedroom. I find Harry sitting on the balcony. I walk over and wrap my body around him. He let's out something almost like a purr. My arms cross over his bare chest. "You are so warm." I tell him and he does his little 'mhmm' thing.

We stand like this for what seems like an hour. Just having him in my arms makes ME feel secure. Harry is my rock and has been for 4 years. "Harry, we should play cards." I break the silence. "But I like just standing here with you touching me.",he whines. "Please." I pout. "Fine." After playing a few rounds of Rummy and him kicking my ass, we start playing Yahtzee. Once again he kicked my ass. Me being me got all upset and became a sore loser. "I'm done playing games now." I huff. "Aw poor baby. Want to play again? I'll let you win." He laughs at me. An idea strikes me while pouting. "Wanna do something?" I ask him. "What would that be?" He asks back. "Wanna move in together?"