Harry Styles Imagines

Mornings with harry

This imagine is not mine

"Good morning lovely," you've woken up to a morning smile flashed by your sunshine.
"Good morning, Harry," you muttered in cracked, morning voice. You inhaled his scent, half bed, half masculine perfume. You smiled and closed your eyes again.
"Hey, it's late, don't go back to sleep," he's tugging the sheet you covered your body with. And you let out a soft laugh.
"Baby, it's just 7am and I don't think 7am is late. And it's weekend," you said while still trying to go back to sleep. And Harry started to kiss your shoulder.
"Alright, I'll just make us some tea. Just go down when you felt you wanted to okay?" he kissed your hair and you smiled.
You can never imagine having such sweet boyfriend. Despite being a superstar, he makes sure to have time for you, wake up with you every morning while he can. Being cheeky, leaving the tour bus when it's around town or near then sometimes, you'll jus get surprised when you find him sleeping beside you or more of the times, waking you up and being your cupcake alarm clock.
You went down with your morning look. His fits shirt which looks loose on you, pj and super messed up hair. You walked up to him and sneak a kiss on his cheek. "What's for breakfast?" you asked him while looking at what he's doing.
"I just made a little serving of lasagna, but if you want some dessert..." he then looked at you and gave you a mischievous smile.
"Oh. No, no, no Mr. Styles, too early for what you're thinking," you both laughed and he went to the oven to prepare the lasagna. You walked to the porch and let the breeze pass your face. Oh, how you love mornings like this. Relaxed and... happy. You're humming a song when somebody joined you and hugged you from the back.
"You're splendid in your pjs," he whispered and you smiled.
"You're cute in your beanies," you felt him smirk.
"Do you remember those times when we're just... you know, you're a normal fan and I'm a normal performer?"
"I don't think you're normal," you chimed in sassily and Harry chuckled.
"If I'm not, well, what do you call Louis?" he answered and you laughed.He carried you, hands on your tummy and you kept on kicking your feet in the air, both laughing while he carries you to the field.
"Why aren't you answering me huh?" he asked mockingly while he puts you down.
"Because I don't want to," you answered and raise your eyebrow, crossing your hands in your chest and you snorted.
"Less of the attitude baby girl," he whispered in your ear and prisons you again in his arms.You stared at him wide eyed and he let out a small, soft laugh at your face and you couldn't resist a laugh simply because harry found the simplest things funny and his laugh was contagious.

"The boys used to say that if I want you to fall in love with me, I should always make you laugh," he muttered while staring afar and you looked at his close face.
"But I think, when you laugh, it kinda turns around," he continued and looked at you.
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"I'm the one who's falling in love," and you flushed. You felt speechless and suddenly emotional but you pushed away the tears. The moment's just so perfect and crying is just inappropriate. You both stare at each other for a little while, exchanging romantic gazes.
"I'm so lucky to have you," you muttered at last.
"No, I am," he answered.

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