In which Harry and Y/N find themselves in a very sandy situation in Jamaica
Y/N decided that Jamaica is a place like no other.
It's a place in which she can wake up at any time she wishes and she could still walk outside wearing just a bathing suit and not feel cold at all. It's a place where she can have all the fruity drinks she could possibly imagine and eat whatever she craves at any time of the day. It's a place in which she goes to bed wrapped in soft silk sheets and big strong arms. It's a place in which she can hold hands walking down the street and not have a worry in the world that someone might be taking a picture. It's the only place in which she's ever felt comfortable being kissed in public without facing any backlash about it – because Jamaica is a place in which people truly don't give a damn, and that's the thing she decided she wanted to do as well; not give a damn.
Jamaica is also the place in which she found herself in some really unpleasant situations. It involved a lot of sand in places where sand is never welcomed, sticky fingers and painful sunburns. She wouldn't have it any other way though. She'd take the sticky fingers from the ice cream dripping down her cone any other day rather than going back home. She'll have the sunburns if that meant she could then feel the cooling sensation of aloe vera being rubbed on her shoulders and the back of her thighs; and she'll definitely accept finding all the sand in the world stuck in her hair and other crevices, just as long as she could roll through it with Harry.
This is the place in which she doesn't think she's ever seen him happier. He strums his guitar every chance he gets, goes on late night skinny dipping adventures and watches a rom-com each time before bed. He's never once lost the smile from his face and feels inspired enough to write something new each day. He drinks cocktails until they make him a giggly and clingy mess, almost always ending up with his head on Mitch's shoulder and snuggling into his neck, mistaking him for Y/N.
They go on early morning strolls down the beach, have breakfast in their room, take naps every afternoon and go out every night. He's taken her everywhere, from pubs to clubs, small restaurants and random gigs. He's kissed her in all the places he's ever wanted to kiss her; wrapped her legs around his waist and kissed her while they were swimming in the ocean, ducked their heads under a waterfall and gave her a big wet snog on the other side of it with the loud sound of the water falling around them. He kissed her forehead after shaking his wet hair in her face, making her throw a towel at him and he kissed her neck when he was standing behind her in a crowded bar, watching the band playing on stage, her skin feeling hot and sweaty under his lips.
The thing that surprised Y/N though was not necessarily how much he glued himself to her side, or how easy it was for him to hold her hand, whether it would be at the dining table or while walking outside. At a certain point she didn't even widen her eyes anymore when he kissed on her in front of everyone else, something he would have only done on extremely rare occasions back home. No, the thing that took her by surprise is how needy he was at all times.
Could go at it at literally any time of day, took her in all the places she could have possibly imagined, and asked for her to take care of the aching in his pants at least two times a day. She would just be taking a quick shower and find him not even seconds later, sneaking behind her and pushing her front against the tiled wall, hands trailing down the inside of her thighs, "Just need a quick one." She'd be reading a book in bed and snacking on some frozen pieces of pineapple when he went away for a couple hours to work on some new songs, only to come back and rush to her side, throwing the bag of fruit away and covering her cold mouth with his own, making the numbness in her lips fade away quickly, "Think you taste as sweet in other places too?"
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FanfictionThese are all of my own Harry Styles imagines/blurbs posted on my tumblr account @haroldloverboy. I hope you enjoy them :)
