Harry’s POV
I lay on the sofa with (Y/N) sprawled out beside me, her legs casually draped across my lap. She shuffled through the channels, resting her head on my shoulder. I wrapped a protective arm around her, holding her close to my body. The scent of her perfume washed over me, easing away whatever tension I had in my body.
Her eyes ghosted up to mine, and she smiled. I allowed my fingers to gently graze her skin, drinking in the sheer perfection.
“What do you dream about?” I asked. Her nose scrunched up in confusion, and I repeated the questions.
“I don’t know,” she frowned a little. “What do you dream about?”
I bent my head down so that my forehead was resting on hers. My lips brushed hers, and I smiled, “Candy rain.”
“Candy rain?” she asked. *GIF*
“Yeah,” I tilted her head up, allowing my lips to meet hers. My eyes drifted shut, and I cupped her face in both of my hands, focusing on the feeling of her lips on mine. “Because I dream of your kisses, and they’re as sweet as candy rain.”
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Harry Styles Imagines (Book 2)
FanfictionIf you love Harry Styles then you will love these Imagines. This is my second book for Imagines. So go and read my first book before you read this one :) ENJOY!!!!!!
