Hariana Imagines

Written for Her

She stared down at the notebook in her hand, scribbling down the words she wanted to use that eventually became rhymes and lines for her new song.

He tapped his pen against his lips, eyebrows furrowed in deep thought. His back laid back against the chair, moving his leg to prop onto the other to get more comfortable. Looking up, he watched her become so focused with what she was writing—at the speed of light as well.

"Slow down before you lose a finger." She smiled up at him and shook her head, making him chuckle at his own joke.

Looking back down to reread everything she wrote, she sighed,"Once I get an idea, my mind works too fast for my fingers, and before I know it—everything I was thinking leaves my brain and I have writer's block for...what? Another week?"

"Hmm." He nods in acknowledgment, returning to his deep thinking. His ears caught onto the vigorous sounds of her pen making contact with the paper in curves and lines, and he smiled again at the image in front of him.

When his writer's block kicks in again, he sighs in frustration and goes to flip through the pages beforehand in his own notebook. Placing his pen between his teeth, he reads over the first few lines and song titles of each song he has written randomly throughout time. With a few named 'untitled', he flips through more pages until he lands on one song he had written a few years ago at the beginning of their relationship.

"Could you look this over for me? I wrote it a while back and I want your honest opinion on it." Holding it to the page open, he passed it over to her when she nodded and smiled in glee to see the writing she loved so much.

He watched her the whole time reading it, looking to see her reactions at the words. When she was done, she looked up at him and frowned.

"How'd you think of this? It's got a really sad tone to it, I feel like I could cry."

"I actually had a nightmare that night and well, the song kind of sums it up. Guess it was one of my fears to this day." She cooed, making his cheeks flush in embarrassment at the confession.

Getting up to embrace him, she turned his face up to peck him on the lips.

"It's written beautifully, I love it." She smiled down at him, earning an even bigger smile from him.

"Good, 'cause I was thinking of having you sing it." She was taken aback by this, holding him by the shoulders in surprise.

"Are you kidding? I don't think I'd do it justice like you, especially when it's this personal." she shook her head, trying to sit back down. He sneaked an arm around her waist and moved her to sit onto his lap, wrapping his arms around her to get her to face him.

"You have an amazing voice, my love." She couldn't help but blush at his comment, especially when he nudged her nose with his. He kissed her cheeks a few times before smiling when her lips twitched upwards.

"Your fans will kill me if they find out they missed the chance to hear you sing this." she sighed, laying her head against his shoulder as he turned the swivel chair from side to side.

"They won't. They love you." He played with the ends of her hair, twirling the strand in between his fingers.

"But not as much as I love you." She groaned at his corniness, throwing her head back and scrunching her nose up. He chuckled at her reaction, pinching her cheek which had her swatting his hand away.

"Alright, lets get you in that booth now." He tapped her thigh to signal for her to get up, earning a surprised look from her.

"Already? I don't even know how it goes." She held onto the notebook, giving it another glance before looking back up to him.

He turned back to her and gave her two thumbs up with a cheeky smile playing on his lip, making her cross her arms with a childish look to her.

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"Can't wait to put this together." He smoothed his hair back, messing with the buttons before ushering her to take a seat next to him.

"Can't you sing in the background or something at least? I feel weird singing your song." Harry shook his head, giving her a smile before bringing her into his embrace. She let her shoulders slump against his, sighing out and laying her cheek against his shoulder.

"Think of this as my gift to you. Every time you sing it, you can think of me in that little head of yours." He tapped her head before playing with the ends of her hair, having her feeling dazed with the pleasure of his hands.

"Sing it at your next concert?" She looked up at him, giving him a pleading look with her hands slapped together and the ends of her fingers bumping into his chin.

He grabbed her hands, smoothing them over with his own while pretending to think.

"Harry!" He chuckled, grabbing her face and bringing it closer to reach her lips with his. Giving her a short kiss, he frowned at her serious expression.

"Alright, Alright..." he laughed it off, gently slapping her cheeks before she cracked her own smile.

"Now lets get back home before we end up falling asleep here like last time." She nodded, grabbing her things together and placing them in her bag before Harry pulled it away from her to sling over his shoulder.

"You didn't forget anything, did you?" Looking back, she analyzed the couch she was sprawled over before shaking her head.

"Nope."

"Alright let's go then and tomorrow we'll come back." He placed his hands on her shoulders, guiding her out the door.

"Tomorrow it is."