Harry Styles Imagines

What Makes You Beautiful

Y/n's pov 

You wake up to the rays of sunlight peeking through the blinds. It's a Saturday, and normally that would be your lazy day with Harry, but since he's gone on tour you have to watch movies and eat popcorn on your own. You sigh and sit up before stretching. You stop before crawling out of bed because you smell the strange scent of something... burning? Freaking out, you hop out of bed pull on a robe over Harry's shirt that you're wearing and dash down the stairs in your pink slippers. 

You turn in the kitchen of yours and Harry's flat and tears rush to your eyes when you spot that very familiar bare back flipping pancakes and turning bacon over the stove. 

He turns around when he hard you gasp and cover you're mouth with your hands. "I'm sorry y/n I tried to make you a nice breakfast to surprise you but you know how well my cooking skills are a-"

"Oh my god!" You shout before rushing over to him and wrapping your arms tight around his torso and crashing your lips onto his soft ones you've missed so much over the past 3 months. 

"Wow," he whispers while looking down into your eyes. Your heart melts at those green eyes you've longed for. He leans down and kisses you again before resting his chin on top of your head and swaying back in forth. You squeeze him tighter and he squeezes you back. How you've missed his warm embrace so much.

"I missed you so much," you barely choke out. 

"I missed you more," he whispers back making you smile. 

The smell of the burning pancakes wafts towards your nose stronger this time and you slightly laugh and look up at Harry barely pulling away. 

"Uh Harry?"

"Yeah baby?" He asks lost in his own world.

"I think the kitchens on fire..." You say plainly.

"Oh sh-!"

"Hey- no swearing," You smirk with a wink before he sticks his tongue out at you and turning off the oven. The whole breakfast is burnt. You just look down at the mess in front of you and start laughing hysterically. 

"What," Harry says looking at you blankly. 

"I love you so much Styles," you say before pulling him back into a hug. 

"Today's Saturday right?" Harry jumps pulling away excitedly. 

"Yeah," you smile. 

"You already know what's coming," He smirks happily.

"I didn't think you'd remember!" You smile playfully.

"Good thing I did," he smirks and grabs a bag from the counter. You empty it over the island and inside are some of your favorite things. 

"You're the best you know that?" You say putting it all into the bag once again and running into the living room. You open up the cupboard to all your favorite movies and pull out Pitch Perfect, Pitch Perfect 2, Mean Girls, Love Actually, all of the High School Musical series, The Notebook, and The Longest Ride.

Harry is already sitting on the couch when you put in the first movie. "You still watch High School Musical y/n? Really?" He says laughing at you. You cross your arms over your chest and stick your bottom lip out pouting. 

"They're good," you mumble before plopping yourself on the opposite side of the couch as Harry. Harry slides closer to you on the couch. You copy his moves by moving away from him.

"I came all this way to surprise you and you won't even sit by me?" He practically yells in a funny manor. You try to hold back a smile as you finally get what you want. You crawl over and sit down right in his lap resting your head right against his bare shoulder. 

Halfway through the movie you catch Harry staring at you. Whenever you look over to him he always smiles at you not taking his gaze off of you. Finally after 10 minutes you turn around to face him. 

"What are you staring at," You smile. 

"Something beautiful," He says cheekily, touching your foreheads together. 

"I'm not even that pretty," you say as your self consciousness takes over and heat rushes to your cheeks. 

"Y/n I don't ever want to hear you say that again. Your y/e/c eyes are the clearest and most beautiful ever. Your hair is so long and silky. Your cheekbones are flawless. But that's not what i care about. Baby, you are the most beautiful inside and out. You care for me when I'm sick, you help me through rough times, you make me laugh, and give me a reason to come home. I love you so much. That's what makes you beautiful," he says to you, referencing to the song while tracing your face. You feel tears but swallow them as you press your lips to Harry's and lay back on his chest. 

The rest of the day you food and watch your favorite movies and sometimes have small tickling fights in between. Today was the best day ever because you got to spend it with the love of your life. 

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