Harry Styles Imagines & One Shots 💓

Monkeys

"Hey, you got a little something...." Harry frowned as he reached out and plucked out a piece of pink confetti in the midst of my hair.

I giggled and mocked him: "Hey, you got a little something as well...." I have to stand on my tiptoes to reach his hair and he laughed at me while I reached for his hair and plucked out a long green strand.

"Oh look, there's another one." Harry chuckled and pulled out ANOTHER piece of confetti from behind my ears and let it drop to the floor.

"We're going to be doing this forever, aren't we?" I rolled my eyes at his childishness as he attempted to pluck out all of the confettis from my hair.

"Well, what do you expect to happen at parties?" 

I sighed and thought about your best friend who always liked extravagant and special stuff. "Y/F/N will be Y/F/N.... at least she had a great birthday party."

I reached out to pluck out confetti from Harry's hair but alas, I'm still a little too short to see over his head.

Harry chuckled and propped me up so that I'm straddling him with his torso in between my thighs. He moved us towards the nearest wall so that my back is resting on the wall and he could have both of his hands free to pick countless more confettis from my hair.

I smiled as at this height, I could see his head clearly and we just stayed in that position silently, focusing on the task. For some reason, I find this moment romantic even though we're acting like a bunch of monkeys right now.

I giggled at the thought and Harry smirked at me. "What?"

"Nothing... It's just that this reminds me of monkeys plucking fleas out of each other's hair."

Harry joked: "At least we're not really plucking fleas! Imagine how disgusting that would be."

"Oh my God, Harry!" I screamed suddenly and Harry looked scared but he did not move from his position.

"Jesus Christ babe, what?!"

I pinched my fingers together in an estimate size of a flea and screeched: "There's a flea in your hair! Look!"

Harry took a second to see through me as he rolled his eyes at my pathetic prank. "Ah- ha-ha. You're hilarious, Y/N. Yeah, yeah totally."

I stuck my tongue out at him. "No harm in trying...."

Soon after, the floor is strewn with multi-colored confettis and I was picking the last of confetti from Harry's hair when he leaned in and got so close to my lips, I could feel his hot breath on mine.

I blushed at the intimacy of it and he leaned in to close the gaps between us. I felt his lips against mine and I responded eagerly.

"Do monkeys do that?" I teased after we pulled away.

"We're modern and evolved monkeys, sweetheart. We express our love freely." Harry chuckled and released me back onto the floor. I looked down at the floor and then turned my gaze outside, where the party is still going on.

Oh, Y/F/N is going to have a heart attack when she sees that her kitchen is now a carpet of confetti.