Harry Styles Blurbs (Reader Insert)

Wake Up Call (Fluff)

Imagine getting a puppy with Harry and although the little fella is tiny and wants to be cuddled all the time, Harry has a strict no puppy on the bed rule.

And one morning you wake up to Harry talking in a low voice next to you, and you decide to keep up your rouse of sleeping to see what your boys are up too.

"Squirmy little bugger, aren't yeh? Alright up yeh come," you hear Harry mumble as the bed creaks to accommodate his leaning off of it.

You feel him settle next to you again and he chuckles lightly as the puppy lets out a whine, "Yeh sleepy little one? You're tiny... size o' m'hand look at yeh."

It's quiet for a moment before Harry speaks again, "Yeh know, if it was up t'yeh mumma she'd let yeh take m'spot in the bed. Don't blame yeh, though. She's got the best cuddles, but daddy wants his fair share too."

Harry laughs and you smile into your pillow because you can picture the puppy pawing at his face and titling it's head while his ears perk up in interest.

"You're quite cute, yeh know. C'mere, give daddy a kiss," Harry requests, and you feel the bed shake from his laughter as the sounds of the puppy lapping at his face fill the room.

"See, yeh can cuddle with daddy too. Reckon I learned a thing or two from mumma."

You fight the urge to roll over and counter that but you're quite enjoying eavesdropping on this little conversation.

The puppy lets out a whine and Harry tuts, "Sh, sh. What s'it? Want mumma?"

You feel the bed dip behind you and Harry's warm body presses up against yours, "Alright, give her a- Oi!"

You can't help but burst into giggles as the puppy starts licking your face without a second thought, and you turn onto your side as Harry rests on an elbow and lifts the puppy up, "S'not how we wake mumma up!"

The puppy whines and squirms in his hold and you reach up to take him, settling him onto your chest as he cuddles up to you, fingers brushing through his soft fur.

Harry squawks at you at you glance up at him with a frown, "What?"

"If I woke yeh up like tha' you wouldn't be tha' nice t'me!"

You roll your eyes at him and reach up to pat his cheek appeasingly, "Harry, you've woken me up by licking me before..."

There's a split second of processing before his frown falls off his face and is taken over by a roar of laughter instead, as he wipes at his tired eyes and you scrunch your nose up at him in triumph.