Harry Styles Imagines

(80) - drunk baby

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"I think that this should be your last drink, baby.", Olivia took the glass from Harry's hand as a whine escaped his lips.

"C'mon baby, don't complain. We should get going.", she told him softly.
"B-But I don't want to go hoooome.", Harry wrapped his arms around Olivia's waist and his face stayed hidden in the crook of her neck.

"This party will make your head ache, baby boy.", she caressed his hair gently and he closed his eyes.
"I give in. Let's leavee. But! We'll cuddle the whooole night!", Harry exclaimed happily as Olivia nodded and called his driver with her phone.

"George will be here in a minute, do you think you can survive staying here for a bit longer?", she asked him teasingly, which he didn't notice at all as he simply nodded.
"I'm a big boy.", he said proudly before yawning against her chest.

"Warm milk and your teddy bear would be perfect right now, am I right baby boy?", Harry nodded once again, his head pressed against her warm, clothed chest as Olivia quietly chuckled.

A message from Harry's driver was enough for the baby boy's eyes to open slowly.
"Are we going home now?", he mumbled tiredly.
"Yes baby, c'mon now stand up.", as Harry stood up from the uncomfortable chair he was sitting on, his body craved for warmth and instantly wrapped his arms around Olivia's waist.

"Good boy.", she whispered and kissed his curly head as he mumbled unknown words.
Harry's eyes were open enough to see where he was going; he trusted Olivia.

"Had a good evening, ma'am?", George asked, opening the door for them.
"Wonderful, thank you.", the driver and Olivia exchanged smiles before the couple got in the car.

Harry's curly head against her chest, once again and his soft snores filled the quiet car as Olivia caressed the soft curls.

In no time they were in front of their home.
They grumpily got out of the car, Olivia wishing George a good night.
Harry's head on Olivia's shoulder as she searched for the keys and as soon as the door was open, Harry disappeared upstairs.

As Olivia got in, she saw his boots in front of the door, his black coat on the floor and the scarf hanging from the furniture they had.
Quickly bringing everything back to its belonging place, Olivia looked satisfied with the job done and then got reminded of Harry.

Olivia entered Harry's bedroom and looked at the half naked boy sprawled on the big bed, jeans and shirt lost throughout the room.
She also took her clothes off before putting her comfortable and soft pyjamas, and cuddled by Harry's side.

His body quickly adjusted to the added warmth and once again, his arms were wrapped around her waist and his head on her chest.

She kissed his head and closed her eyes.

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Happy late #Harry'sSaturday! xx

Hope everyone had a nice week. xx
I didn't have much free time to be alone, but it wasn't that bad. :)

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Questions Of The Day:

1.) What was your favourite part of the chapter?

2.) How would you act around drunk Harry?

3.) If you were drunk Harry, how would you want someone to act around you?

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Thank you for reading patiently! xx
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Lots of love to you,

belle. xx

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Published the 16th of March 2019.