Harry Styles Imagines & One Shots 💓

Tackle of Love

One of my favorite times with Harry is when I'm with the lads on tour and they have free time for a few days prior to the show. Just like now, Harry had managed to borrow a rugby from one of the staffs and he had invited me, Niall and Liam to play with him. Zayn as always, spends most of his free time catching up on sleep while Louis has no interest in rugby whatsoever. Apparently, he wanted to 'stay loyal' to football.

The four of us went to a spacious but quite empty field and at first, we passed the ball around, practicing our catching and throwing skills. We also did some warm ups before starting the game off with a perfect kickoff by Liam.

Harry and I are not on the same team this time, me and Liam a team, Niall and Harry another. I tried reaching for the ball, eyes looking up and reversing but unfortunately, I bumped into Harry who was taller than me and he got the ball easily because of his long arms.

"Oof!" I let out a gasp as I hit him. Harry just continued running with the rugby and touching it down sometimes before passing it to Niall. Niall was about to kick it towards the improvised goals (2 long branches that we stuck to the ground) but Liam tackled him and managed to get the ball again.

He ran a fair amount of distance before passing it to me, which I managed to catch successfully. I ran towards our goal but let out a squeal once I felt Harry's familiar pair of arms grabbing my waist and pulling me close, his arms under my breasts while his hands trying to knock the ball out of my grasp. I grunted but held on to it tightly, as if my life depends on it.

He toppled over me as I hit the ground while he said, amused: "Tough one, are ya?"

I gave him a smirk as we continued to wrestle on the grass. His arms are wrapped around my torso but his hands all over me, wanting to get the ball.

Finally, I let out a holler: "LIAMMMMM!!!" and I tossed the ball with my free hand to him. He ran while Niall unsuccessfully tried to tackle him and he kicked it through the goal with ease.

"Yes!!! In your face, Styles!!" I shouted excitedly while Harry, who was on top of me smirked.

"Well, you are literally in my face right now, tough girl." I laughed as a response and tried to stand up.

"Get off me, Styles."

He stood up and assisted me to stand up properly. He then took one look at me and tucked a strand of hair behind my ears and giving me a peck on the forehead.

"Come on, let's continue..."

We played on and I finally got my chance to tackle Niall. I ran straight up to him, my eyes only focused on the ball as I barged into him, knocking the wind out of him and causing him to fall to the grass. The both of us battled for the ball, laughing a lot since Niall's laugh was so contagious but Harry finally got the ball.

Niall and I stood up, laughing at each other because we have grass all over ourselves.

After about 5 games, we were all puffed out so we took a break, me and Harry sitting next to each other while Niall and Liam said they'll be going back to their hotel first.

"You know, I don't like the way you tackled Niall. Kinda touchy wasn't it?" Harry spoke up after taking a big gulp of water from his bottle. He then passed the bottle for me to drink.

"What are you trying to say now, huh?" I teased.

"Nothing... I just preferred if you would've tackled me instead of him."

"Harry, you dork! We're supposed to tackle the person with the ball! Why would I tackle you when you don't even have it? You crack me up sometimes!" I laughed and hit him across the chest, finding it so hilarious.

"Sometimes, you don't even need excuse or reason to do something." Harry smiled, continuing to retort.

He stood up suddenly and went to go grab the rugby. He started walking towards it and before he knew it, I was on him, practically diving into him, tackling but more of a bear hug in my opinion.

He let out a fake cry and pretended to fall to the ground, bringing me with him. I lied on his back and after a while, laughing, he turned to face me but we're still on the ground and I'm still on top of him. He gave me a sweet peck on the forehead and looked at me with adore.

"You happy, Styles?" I teased, pinching his nose lightly.

He let out a cute laugh and replied: "Tremendously."