Harry Styles Imagines

[09] Nialls Birthday.

"Surprise!" I join in with the crowd of cheering people as we all jump up from hiding around the large venue we rented out for the night. Nialls face beams a bright grin as he begins to laugh as he walks in, spotting all of his friends and family smiling back at him.

Harry, standing beside me wearing his pink shirt, shows a large grin as he looks over at the boys nodding. They all run over to Niall to play fight, as boys do.

"Ok Harry, boys let him be!" I shout as I laugh at their immature play.

"Y/n! hey!" Niall brushes himself down and walks over to me greeting me into a hug. I smile inhaling Nialls sweet scent.

"This is great, wow!" Niall pulls away from the hug looking around the decorated room. Harry walks back over to me.

"Well I'll catch you up in a bit you two," Harry and I nod smiling as he walks over to a few other of his friends back from his hometown.

I look over at Harry, he looks rather handsome tonight. He steps closer to me smirking, snaking his arm around my waist and his hand resting on my bum.

"Harry!" I scold him, he lets out a chuckle as I shake my head walking over to our small table taking a seat as everyone begins to get drinks and dance.

Niall was certainly enjoying himself, he had many offers from people to buy drinks that he had to decline a few. This whole idea for a party was mostly from the boys.

"Y/n, want to dance?" He shouts in my ear as the music overtakes everyone's voices.

I give him a weird look, "I thought you didn't dance?" I shout back.

"Well baby, today that has changed," he smirks at me standing up and taking my hand into his larger one whilst leading me to the dance floor.

We dance together, I mainly laugh at his bad dancing as Harry waves his arms all over the place whilst many other people sway their hips gracefully to the music.

The birthday song begins to play, Louis comes running out with party poppers making loads of noise whilst Liam carries out a large cake with a sculpted Niall on the top in a golfing field. I laugh as Liam places the cake with lit candles onto the table with other foods, we all sing, Niall laughing and looking around at the cheerful atmosphere that is creating memories as time passes.

He blows out the candles in one, everyone cheers as Louis throws Niall over his shoulder and runs onto the dance floor as everyone joins behind him.

The lights are soon turned off and the only light source is flashing multicolored lights that move around the venue.

Harry disappears to get us drinks and I am left with the boys to dance, none of them are much better than Harry's moves must I say. The whole thing is hilarious.

Harry soon returns with a beer and a cider, we take our seats back at our table in the corner. I take a sip of my drink, shivering from the coldness. Harry has a moustache from the froth of his beer, I lean forward wiping it away with my thumb chuckling at him.

I pull away, Harry snakes his arm around my waist pulling me onto his lap.

I look at him, my cheeks warm up as I slowly wrap my arms around the back of his neck, he smiles at me rubbing both hands on the side of my thighs. We look over at everyone dancing to the music, everyone is enjoying themselves.

"You look gorgeous tonight, I must say," he whispers in my ear sending shivers down my spine, my body doesn't know how to react to him, it's completely out of control. Harry knows how much he affects me and finds enjoyment out of it.

I bite my lip smirking, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear, "and pink looks wonderful on you," I comment, unbuttoning another one of his buttons, he watches my hands fiddle with the fabric of his shirt.

"Are you trying to kill me princess?" He lets out a husky laugh, swiping his thumb over my bottom lip.

I laugh taking his cheeks in my hands, pulling my lips to his. The bitter taste of beer still lingers on his lips as I deepen the kiss, Harry moves his hands up my thighs, reaching just under my shirt.

"Ahem!" A loud cough causes me to jump, pulling away from Harry. I look up to see an unimpressed Louis towering over us, "Just a little reminder for my lovebirds, there is a bedroom for that," he comments, "c'mon! get up and dance!" I get off of Harry's lap.

When Louis' back is turned Harry leans forward grabbing my wrist and pulling me back onto his lap again. "No one is taking my baby when I'm not finished!" I giggle to his husky tone, pressing my lips onto his again.

"That's it!" Another hand pulls me off Harry's lap and I feel my body being dragged onto the dance floor away from Harry. I frown at Louis, "I told you to get up and dance y/n!" He shouts, beginning to dance with me.

Harry comes and pushes himself between Louis and I, parting us away so I'm facing Harry. "We'll continue later," he whispers in my ear. I shake my head as I continue to enjoy the rest of the night.