Harry Styles Imagines & One Shots 💓

Ewwww (Part II)

Harry's POV

"Hey, it's your shot." I probed Y/N in the rib gently and her half closed eyes snapped awake. 

She let out a snort and glanced down at the Scrabble board, before putting down the letters U and T beside my J. JUT.

My tongue unconsciously slipped out of my mouth as I concentrated hard on what word should I put down now.

After I put down my word, I took Y/N's silence as her intelligent side taking over her, coming up with good words. But after a while, I glanced up to see what's taking her so long before seeing her head and shoulder slumped downwards, her hair covering most of her face.

I sighed before poking her on the forehead. "Y/N....."

Her response came as a snore and I couldn't help but smile at how adorable she looked right now. Before I could think better of it, my hand reached out to ruffle her hair gently.

For a minute, I contemplated whether I should drag her towards her bed, shake her awake or carry her there. I decided on the latter as I gathered she won't take it too kindly if I woke her up from her precious sleep.

Gently, one of my hand moved towards her back and one under her thighs before lifting her up and settling her down her bed. Unfortunately, she decided to wake up at moment I'm leaning the closest towards her, with my arms still around her.

Her eyes widened as she threw the closest pillow towards me, screaming her head off.

I backed away quickly and put up both hands in self-defense. "Woah, a thank you would be nice, but alright..."

"What were you doing?" She demanded and sat up on her bed. 

"Um, being a goddamn gentleman and carrying you to bed because you fell asleep in the middle of a Scrabble game?"

I could see her cheeks reddened as she muttered awkwardly: "Oh. Um, thanks......" 

"You're welcome, 'princess'. Can we go to sleep in peace now?"

"Gladly." She agreed and settled the fault line of pillow back into place.

I turned off the lights once again and plopped down my side of the bed while she swiftly turned her back to me.

I waited for a moment before asking, frankly a bit disappointed. "No good nights then?"

"Good night." Y/N said promptly and my heart warmed just a little, even though the greeting was by force.

"Good night, Y/N. Sweet dreams."

 Less than 10 minutes....

"Y/N, can I please get a bolster? I can't sleep without it."

She groaned grudgingly and replied: "I was so close to falling asleep! And no, you can't have it." She held on tight to her bolster and snuggled into it. 

"I only have one and I can't sleep without it too."

"What do I do without it then?" I asked exasperatedly.

She ignored me and went back to sleep while I tried to form a bolster using the line of pillow between us. Nope, doesn't feel the same. 

I stared at her inviting back and couldn't help but scoot closer towards it, ignoring the line of pillows and spooning her from behind. She felt so much better than an actual bolster, warm and smelling so sweet.

"Harry, what the heck are you doing? The fault line between us is there for a reason?" Surprisingly, she did not reject or try to pry my hands off her. 

"I'm cold and need something to cuddle with." I tried to sound pathetic before scooting even closer towards her.

"You smell really good." I breathed her in like how I use to breathe in my old childhood blanket.

"Yeah thanks, I get that a lot." She replied sarcastically. Somehow, she isn't that mean towards me now. Maybe it's because she's much more comfortable now and secretly likes being someone's bloster *cough* I mean.... being cuddled.

By now, I really wanted to get to know her better. I have no idea why she has so much hatred towards me as I don't remember ever doing anything to her. I definitely have no hate against her but seeing her getting annoyed and mad with me only made me want to tease her and drive her mad.

A part of my heart, a part that is slowly growing, loves it when she gets mad at me, when she whines or stomps her feet in annoyance. Maybe that's why I annoy her more in spite of exactly that.

Suddenly, the thought I've been thinking of blurted out: "Y/N, why do you hate me so much?"

She was silent for a while before turning over to face me and I drew in my breath. Gosh, she looked so beautiful, her eyes especially magical as she stared up at me with the moonlight illuminating it. Her hair was messy but in a way that made her even more flawless. Her lips, oh God, irresistible.

It was then when I realized I'm in love with her. Not just this instance, from a long time ago. All those things I did to annoy her, wasn't in fact because I love it when she get mad. No, it was more than that. It was because I love her and wanted her attention.

"Harry, I... I don't know." She murmured. "Somehow I just do, it wasn't exactly like you did anything to me. I just...."

 She seemed to have just thought of how silly she was to hate me for no reason as she apologized to me: "I'm sorry. I'll treat you better next time."

I took her hands in mine and pulled them towards my chest, leaning even closer towards her. "Can I work to try convince you otherwise? Can you give me a chance for me to prove that I'm not as you seem, and that I can be very loveable too?"

I smirked at the last phrase, trying to be cheeky. It seemed to have worked as Y/N smiled back at me, nodding gently.

"Thank you." I whispered and looked at her gratefully. I will use this chance to the best of its ability to show that I can be a very good friend to her, and possibly, a boyfriend.

"Sooo.... do you want me to go back to my side of the bed?" I asked tentatively as she fell silent.

She shook her head, half shaking away the sleepiness. "It's alright, Harry."

My smile grew wider and I held her closer. "Okay. Sleep tight, sugar."

Y/N laughed and protested, so close to me her breath hit my chest: "No, Harry. Just.... no."

"Too soon?" I chuckled back.

"Definitely."

I smiled at the fact that she agreed that it was too soon, but not impossible.