Harry Styles imagines/ Preferences

Your on Your Period

Imagine:

Well I guess it's that time of the month again the one time you can kill someone and get away with it. "Hey y/n are you hungry? It's your favorite love!" Harry calls from down stairs. "Oh great what I'm a going to tell him? I can't just blurt out 'hey babe I'm on period' he'll be disgusted. I guess I'll just tell him I'm not feeling wel.." You say to your self before Harry walks in your shared bedroom.

"Hey love what's wrong aren't you coming to eat?" He says sitting by you. "I'm sorry babe I'm not feeling well." *its not a lie I'm not lying I really do feel bad but now worst* you thought because your relationship was based off of the truth.

Harry's P.O.V.
Y/n wasn't eating. *i hope every things ok* I thought. "Ok love I'll be right back!" I say before I go down stairs. The first thing I did was look at y/n's calendar. *maybe she was on her period* I think before I look and sure enough she was. I knew I had to do something, so I did. I made her chocolate brownies with whipped cream. I always want her to feel good.

Your P.O.V.
Harry was down stairs doing something. I don't want him to know. Why? Because it's embarrassing. "Y/n close your eyes!" Harry yells. You hear foot steps then a tap on the shoulder. "Y/n look!" Harry says.

The first thing you see and smell was chocolate. Damn it was chocolate brownies. Yes! " Harry thank you so much I love you! Thanks!" You say hugging Harry. "Anything for my kitten. When it come again next month it will be better!" He whispers in your ear.

Shit he knew. Oh well I have a cure for pain now. A wonderful boyfriend and desert!

Sorry for miss-spelled words I was in a hurry!