Harry Imagines

You're Hot

"Harry," you groaned. You two were in bed, and he was sleeping with his arm on your stomach, so you couldn't move, and it was really hot. "I need the AC," you sighed trying to push him off. He still wouldn't budge, and apparently still wasn't awake. "Thank God!" you said as you managed to push him away. You got up and out of bed, your bare feet touched the floor. You looked around for the remote, and switched it on when you found it.

"Hmm, where are you?" you heard Harry mumble.

"I'll be right back," you whispered.

"Get back in bed!" he demanded making you giggle.

"Hold on!" you smiled as you walked back to bed. You got in bed, and immediately Harry put his arm around your body.

"Don't leave," he said his lips kissing your neck softly making you all warm inside.

"It was hot, and I needed the AC," you said softly.

"But tell me next time," he said.

"I did... you wouldn't budge," you laughed.

"Sorry," he said, burying his face on the back of your neck.

"Love you," you whispered.

"Love you more, beautiful," he said lazily. Before long, he was snoring lightly. You turned around still in his arms. His pouty, pink lips lay slightly open, his chest rising and falling, his face calm, innocent, and so peaceful. You kissed his forehead softly, and his grip around you tightened. You smile, shifting to your original position, his arm around your body, your back against his chest, his soft steady heart beat putting you back to sleep.

(A.N): This imagine is not mine. All I did was change the name. All credit goes to the original owner.