Harry Styles Imagines

(81) - new discoveries

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(Chapter inspired by one of the chapters from my book: Simple.)

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"I don't like this.", Olivia whined as the brush, that Harry held, slid across her cheekbones.

"But it's so pretty, baby. Look.", Harry brought the mirror closer to her face, so that she could see how sparkly and blinding she was.

"It's gonna cause pimples to come out.", the girl whined once again.
"I'm going to kiss them away, then.", Harry kissed the tip of her nose and continued putting the highlighter on the different parts of her face.

"There you go, my turn.", said Harry happily and let her stand up from the toilet seat.
"You know that I love you right?", Harry suddendly asked, when Olivia's brush started sliding on the shiny product.

Olivia looked at him and slightly smiled, putting the highlighter on the tip of his nose.
"I do know, Harry.", the guy smiled once again.
The product was put on his cheekbones and on the cupid's bow.

"What are you thinking about?", Olivia noticed his eyes looking at one specific spot in the bathroom.
"About the colour I want to paint my nails with.", was his answer.
"I don't want to always have them black... Even after you said that it does things to-", Olivia blushed at his words and shushed him, the guy in front of her smirked.

Olivia cleared her throat.
"I have pink, blue and yellow.", Harry shut his eyes, humming, and let his face rest against her clothed tummy.

"And if I want all three?", his long hair was gently being brushed in a bun as his face enjoyed the warmth coming from her clothed tummy.

"Then you can get all three, frog.", Harry managed to roll his eyes at the little annoying word.
"Okay.", he answered lazily, enjoying the feeling of her fingers through his curly hair.

"Let's do our nails.", Olivia positioned her hands upon his strong shoulders, making him whine.
"Alright.", she pulled him up from his sitting position and smirked proudly.

"See that I'm way stronger than you.", Harry raised his eyebrows at the words and an idea popped in his mind.
"Are you sure?", Olivia nodded, keeping the smirk on her lips.

Suddendly, Harry's long arms were wrapped around her, not letting her move.
"Get out of my grip, now.", he chuckled as the only visible thing was her dark hair and legs.
"If you could just let go... Just a little...", the words were muffled, because Harry's clothes prevented any sound to be clear.

The curly haired man laughed.
"I'm way stronger than you.", he mimicked her voice, a gesture that brought a smile on her lips.

"I'll let you go.", Harry announced and slowly started unwrapping his arms from around her body.
"Merci.", she said after taking a deep breath.
Harry bowed and together they walked in their room.

Olivia checked her hair in the mirror and snorted at the state it was in.
After bringing her hair back to normal, the woman grabbed the different nail polishes and walked towards the desk.

"I'll tell you a secret.", she said as she slowly finished painting her nails in pink and yellow.
Harry looked at her movements attentively.
"I have no idea on how to paint someone else's nails.", Olivia pressed her lips in a tight line and waited for his words.
He chuckled and took the baby blue colour.

"I know how to put nail polish on my nails, Ollie.", Harry rolled his eyes dramatically.

After they painted their nails, Olivia prepared a face mask based off oats, warm water and coconut oil.

"It looks disgusting and it feels disgusting.", Harry grimaced as his index finger made slight contact with the compound in the small bowl.
"But it's great for your skin.", Olivia commented as she mixed once again and suddendly attacked Harry's cheek with the product.

The man didn't move; he was petrified.
"If you don't wash it away in three seconds-", the other cheek was covered with the same substance.
Olivia chuckled as his eyes went wide.

"Olivia.", he warned as another amount landed on his forehead.
"That's it.", the woman ran away laughing loudly as Harry took the bowl in his hands and grabbed an amount of product to throw at her.

"Wait up!", Harry laughed as he followed her steps.

Olivia ran back in their bedroom, her stomach aching as her laughter increased.
She tripped, falling on the bed and quickly her face was showered in the same substance that touched his milky skin.

"That's what you get- Wait.", Harry pecked her lips once and quickly covered them with the oats mixed with coconut oil.

Olivia took the product from her lips, laughed and threw it at him.

They ended up kissing. That's what you need to know.

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Published the 28th of April 2019.