Harry Styles Imagines & One Shots 💓

The view

Me and Harry are currently hiking up a mountain since the both of us have a day off today, what better way is there to bond with nature as well as each other? I like to think of myself as pretty athletic and so far, I felt immensely proud of myself for not needing to take a break or to take an extra breath.

"You good, babe?" Harry smirked at me, walking alongside with me. There weren't much people around as this place is pretty well hidden and if it wasn't for Harry's friend's recommendation, we wouldn't even have notice this place.

"Mm-hmm..." I hummed, swaying my hands while we held our hands tightly. Harry smiled and tightened his grip, us swaying happy and carefree. He was carrying a backpack filled with snacks, water and some equipments.

Harry suddenly started skipping and I laughed but followed suit. "Hey, wait up!" I called out as his long legs went further than mine much easily.

He abruptly stopped and I stumbled into his chest as he turned back. He smiled down at me and ruffled my bun cheekily. "Always got your back, girl."

I grinned happily and pecked him on the cheek. However, he turned and our lips touched, electrifying feelings washed over my body. I giggled, feeling a little lightheaded by the kiss.

"Oh my gosh, look! It's a baby squirrel!" I pointed out excitedly to the nearest tree and just on the lowest branch, perched a cute fluffy squirrel. I looked at Harry excitedly then spotted a nut near me so I picked it up and took baby, quiet steps towards the squirrel, careful not to step on any dried leaves and startle it. Harry followed silently behind.

I went closer and closer and the squirrel leaned forward and sniffed excitedly at my palm which held the nut. With a swift motion, the squirrel grabbed the nut from my palms and started munching on it. I turned around in excitement and saw Harry grinning dorkily, his dimples showing as he snapped candid pictures of me while I wasn't looking. He took some more as I posed as close as possible with the squirrel.

"Look at how beautiful you look in this one!" he exclaimed while showing me the candid picture he took. Harry took it from my side and some strands of hair fell, covering some parts of my face but my eyes crinkled up happily while my lips curled into a perfect smile, looking at the squirrel.

"Wow. You're such a good photographer." I blushed a little, flattered by Harry's photography which managed to bring the best out of me.

"What's the use of a good photographer if there isn't a beautiful model to make the picture look amazing itself?" He pinched my nose playfully and we carried on our journey.

Suddenly, Harry popped up a question: "Are you tired?"

"Not really..." After about 5 minutes of walking, Harry spoke up again: "Are your ankles sore? Do you want me to carry you?"

"No, I'm fine but thanks!" I rejected him again. I felt like something was up.

"Do you-" Harry started but I shut him down before he could even finish.

"What do you want, Styles?" I laughed.

Harry pouted and complained: "I wanted to carry you and make myself appear manly and romantic but you're obviously not getting the hint... You're too athletic."

I let out a laugh after knowing his intentions. Then I dropped down quickly and moaned pitifully: "Owwww.... my ankles... I think I twisted it...."

Harry grinned: "Poor baby! Here, I'll carry you for the rest of the way."

He finally got his way after I took his backpack from him and wore it behind my back. He smirked all the way up the mountain. I gave him occasional pecks on the cheek he will sometimes lean his head up to give me a full kiss on the lips.

Finally, we reached the peak of the mountain. "Oh my heavens..." I whispered, getting a full coverage of the surroundings all around me, especially getting an extra boost of height perched on Harry.

Harry gently let me down and we held each other, admiring the beautiful view beneath us. I stepped forward and took a deep breath of fresh air. I felt so motivated up here and for a moment, I made a silent promise to myself to live each day to the fullest.

As I turned around, I saw Harry snapping pictures behind me. I immediately apologized. "Oops  sorry, am I blocking the view?"

I was about to step away but Harry said sweetly: "You are the view, babe."

I blushed and covered my face with my hands. "Oh Harry, that was the cheesiest and sweetest thing I've ever heard..."

Harry came up to me and gently guided my hands away from my face. "Don't block my favourite view, baby."

I smiled and gave him a kiss, latching my arms around his neck and his around my waist. The kiss felt so special, especially because it's just of the two of us alone with nature.

After we broke off, Harry and me snapped a lot of selfies, paranoma pictures and Harry took more pictures of "his view" and the background. "His view" happily obliged, feeling ever so special and appreaciated.

Once we went back, Harry posted the pictures of our day (the candid picture of you and the squirrel, the couple selfie of you both, a picture taken by you of him on the peak and more pictures of 'his view') with the caption: #relationshipgoals are hard to do when your girlfriend doesn't take the hints. Loving the view though :)