Harry Styles Imagines

09 ~ Thunderstorm

••THUNDERSTORM••

My breath hitches as the wind moves the curtains and I have free sight out the window. The old tree looks suddenly like a scary monster, ready to attack us. I sigh and squeeze my eyes shut, trying to steady my breathing. The room is quiet besides our breathing and I can her the heavy raindrops falling against the window pane, creating all sort of patterns while rolling down. Another gust of wind makes the curtains go crazy and I sink further down into the covers and Harry's side. We're both laying on our backs, but Harry's totally unaffected by the ongoing storm. He always was a heavy sleeper. I'm already awake for a good 15 minutes now and am probably squeezing Harry's right hand to death. He doesn't notice, though.

"Harry." I mumble and turn to lie on my side, shaking his shoulder lightly. No reaction.

A bright flash lights up our bedroom, followed by a roar of thunder. I clamp my hands over my ears and snuggle closer into Harry's side. "Harry." I try again and cling onto his biceps. 

The lightning gets more frequent and the thunder gets louder and louder. I can see the lamp on the ceiling shaking and I'm able to feel the house shaking as well. "Harry. Please." I say a little bit louder. "Wake up." I almost whine and in response I get a groan.

The next roar of thunder gives me the rest and I jolt up in bed. I let out a choked whimper as I feel tears welling up in my eyes. "Please." I whisper and tears are rolling down my cheeks. 

As the next flash lights up the room again and I let out another whimper, two strong arms wrap around my trembling body.

"Harry." I cry as I turn to look at him through my watery eyes. He gives me a sympathetic smile as he pulls me against his chest.

"Hey, hey, hey. I'm here, baby. I'm here now, (Y/N)." Harry mumbles, my hair muffling his voice.

I nod against his chest and my tears cease a little bit. Harry rocks the both of us slowly from side to side and whispers soothing words in my ear. As another thunder is heard, I jump in his arms.

"Shh, shh, shh, love. It's okay, it's okay. I promise."

He lowers our bodies onto the mattress, both of us lying on our sides, facing each other. Harry's right hand's resting under his head, functioning as pillow. Our faces are inches apart and a lazy smile spreads across Harry's face. His free hand is pulling the duvet over our bodies again.

"I'm ridiculous." I jut out my bottom lip and furrow my eyebrows.

"You're so beautiful." Harry replies and kisses my forehead afterwards. 

I blush and hide my face in the crook of his neck. He lets out a chuckle and his hand finds its way to the top of my head, running through my hair. I press a small kiss to his neck, just under his ear and pull my head back to look at the angle in front of me. I put my hand on his cheek and my fingertips run up and down, feeling his soft skin. A small smile tugs at my lips as I move my gaze to his eyes. Even in the dark; they're sparkling.

"I'm afraid of thunderstorms. If that's not ridiculous, then tell me what is." I argue.

"Tutu's for chihuahuas are ridiculous." Harry smiles and I giggle.

"Yeah." I nod my head in agreement. "But they're cute."

"Whatever you say, baby."

Harry leans in closer and just before our lips touch, he moves his lips up to my nose. He kisses the tip of my nose and I let out a content sigh. My eyelids flutter close and he places a soft and delicate kiss on each of my eyelids. He moves to my cheek and goes lower towards my lips, leaving sweet kisses all the way. He kisses the corner of my mouth, teasing me even more. Finally, our lips touch and move in sync for few seconds. The kiss isn't rushed, it's sweet, slow and gentle.

"I love you." Harry whispers as he pulls away. "Go to sleep, love." He demands and his left hand moves to rest on my waist, pulling me closer to him, my face hidden in his neck. "Storm's over." He assures me and I can feel his lips in my hair.

"Love you, too." I manage to say before I fall asleep again. In my protector's arms.

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did you notice that always at least one of them falls asleep? :D I love 'comforting' Harry. next are some personal imagines