Harry Styles Imagines & One Shots 💓

"Stop pretending you don't...."

You're hanging out with your best friend at you and Harry's mansion, gossiping the lastest news and laughing while sipping lemonade basking under the bright sun.

You guys took lots of selfies, basically having a girls day when Harry came back from the gym, all sweaty. He took his drenched shirt off as soon as he stepped in, relieved to get rid of that clingy fabric and went looking for you immediately.

His hair was tied up into his famous man bun, shouting at the empty house. "Y/N? Love?"

You hollered back: "We're out in the garden, Harry!"

His eyebrows furrowed. We? He didn't expect any company today... Nevertheless, he followed the sound of your voice towards the back garden. 

"Hiya babe!" He chirped happily as soon as he saw you perched on one of the garden chairs along with your best friend. Politely, Harry greeted your best friend too. "Hey, Y/F/N! Having fun?"

Your best friend giggled shyly and if you didn't know better, she was entranced by Harry's hot body. So were you, to be honest. You could never get used to his perfectly toned body and his hard chest.

"Gimme a hug, sweetheart." Harry held his arms wide open because he likes showing off his love to everyone, including your friends or family. If he could, he would like to introduce you to every single person in this world and proclaim his undying love for you.

You grimaced: "Hazza, you're sweaty!" You did no attempt to embrace him.

Harry rolled his eyes at your pettiness. "Oh shut up Y/N and stop pretending you don't find this sexy."

You blushed a deep shade of crimson because you know it was true while your best friend laughed at you.

"Go on, you phony! I won't judge!" Your best friend encouraged, still smiling.

You muttered something incoherent and went straight into Harry's inviting arms, crushing your body against his.

He ruffled your hair playfully like you're a kid and teased in a low voice: "There now, baby... Nothing to be shy of, you finding me hot shirtless and glistening with sweat."

You grumbled: "Shut up....." but refusing to leave his damp body, staying where you are with your pride disappearing down the drain.

"I love you." Harry said, smiling at me.

"I love you too, sweaty gym craze. Unfortunately." You joked as you whispered the last sentence.

"Heyyyyy...." Harry mumbled before pressing his lips full on mine. His lips tasted a little salty due to the sweat but in my opinion, makes it a little hotter altogether. He moved his lips softly against mine and it's as if our lips were puzzle pieces, fitting together perfectly.

Soon, we began moving in sync and Harry tightened his grip around my waist while I latched my arms around his neck. You vaguely remembered you have company before unwillingly pushing Harry away firmly with your palm on his chest.

You both paused to catch a breath while your best friend pretended not to look. "Go shower." You mouthed.

"Oh yeah? You sure you don't want me to wait for you upstairs, in-"

"Just go, Harry!" You yelled, cheeks flushed as he chuckled and threw you a wink, finally going up the stairs.