Harry Styles Imagines

11 ~ Teddy Bear

some personal imagines. the people didn't ask, but they supported me really well and voted for every chapter and they're really nice. so that's kind of to say 'thank you'.

••TEDDY BEAR••

••PERSONAL IMAGINE••

I make myself a cup of tea as I wait for Harry to call me. The boys are on tour now and I have not a single clue when they're coming back. It could be days, weeks, months. I refused to look at the tour dates, not wanting to know how long I'm going to be seperated from Harry. My phone buzzes and I nearly drop my mug, excited to talk to Harry. My face falls a little bit as I see it's just a Twitter notification. I sigh and unlock my phone.

Niall Horan @NiallOfficial

Look who misses their girlfriend @Kaylastyles29 #cuddlingwithteddy pic.twitter/234.kfes

I smile as I look at the picture of Harry, cuddling with the teddy I gave him before he left for tour. I retweet Niall's tweet and screenshot the picture. My smile gets wider the longer I stare at the picture. Simply just..Aww.

I lock my phone and take it with me into the living room. I've already set up some blankets, pillows, a movie, but most important, a teddy bear. The teddy's big and it's fur is a light pink. It has two hearts on his stomach and I just love that bear. Harry got me the bear on our first date; he took me to the fair and won the bear for me. That was one of the cutest things ever.

I make myself comfortable on the couch, snuggling into the blankets and pulling the teddy close to my chest. Before Harry left for tour I practically drowned the teddy in his cologne. Now the teddy smells just like Harry; the teddy smells like home. It sounds cheesy, but I don't really care; home is where Harry is. And that's the reason why I'm wearing one of his black shirts and a pair of his shorts he didn't take with him. Okay, I admit it. I hid these clothes under the bed, so he couldn't take them with him. Don't judge me.

I turn on the TV and decide to watch 'Frozen'. I make it halfway through the movie, but then I feel my eyes dropping and I let out a yawn. I squeeze my teddy and close my eyes drifting off into a sleep, filled with dreams of Harry.

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I stir in my sleep as I feel something on my back. I hear my phone buzz and with my eyes still closed, I reach over to the coffe table, looking for my phone. Once I have it I unlock it and open my eyes, blinking a few times to get used to the bright light. My mind's still in a sleepy state as I open Twitter and look at the new tweet.

Harry Styles @Harry_Styles

Aww, baby. Nice clothes ;). Miss you, love xx @Kaylastyles29 pic.twitter/384.djfk.r

The picture shows me sleeping on the couch in Harry's clothes with the teddy hugged tightly to my chest. My sleepy state doesn't think twice about the picture and I lock the phone and snuggle into the blankets, hoping to fall asleep again.

"Miss you, too, Haz." I mumble, already half asleep again.

A deep chuckle is heard beside me. My eyes are wide open within seconds and my mouth falls open. I quickly sit up and check my surroundings, only to find my legs laying over Harry's lap and Harry's sitting there with the brightest smile ever on his face, both dimples showing.

"Harry?" I ask in disbelief and my lips are already curling upward.

"Yes?" He chuckles as I rub my eyes with the heels of my hands.

"What are you doing here?"

"Don't I get a hello kiss?" He smirks and raises his eyebrows, stretching his arms out. I squeal, really comprehending now what's going on; Harry's home. I leap into his arms and slide my arms around his neck. His arms sneak around my waist and we both lean in.

"Hello." I mumble into the kiss and peck his lips a few more times, causing Harry to chuckle.

"I love you, Kayla." Is the first thing Harry says after he pulled away.

"Love you, too, Harry." I reply and play with the hem of his shirt, my cheeks turning red.

Harry kisses my forehead and pulls me closer to him, my head resting in the crook of his neck.

"What are you doing here? I mean, not that I'm not happy, but...shouldn't you be on tour?" I question and kiss his neck.

"I missed you and I wanted to see you." He replies and nuzzles his face in my hair.

"Aren't you the cutest?" I ask rhetorically. "But seriously, aren't you supposed to be on tour?"

"Yeah, I am." He shrugs.

"Harry." I gasp and pull back to look at him.

"What?"

"Are you-Do the lads know you're here?"

"No, but they probably saw the picture I posted of you on Twitter, so now they should know." He presses a chaste kiss against my lips.

"So you just ran off?" I state more than ask.

"Pretty much, yeah."

"Harry." I groan and bury my face in the crook of his neck. "You can't just leave."

"Next concert's tomorrow, so don't worry, baby." He mumbles.

"Okay." I sigh.

I should be at least a little bit angry at him for leaving the tour just like that, but the fact that he came here just to see me is enough to make my heart flutter. That's beyond sweet.

"I'm glad you're here."

"Me, too, baby. Me, too." Harry says and tightens his grip around me and I press another kiss against his neck.

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this one is for @Kaylastyles29 because she's always voting and that means really a lot.