» all for you

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imagine by @ avenging-fandoms on tumblr

word count; 350
point of view; second person




You wake up from your nap with your arms draped over your eyes, the backdoor open with the screen door closed. Sunlight poured in, the soft sounds of birds chirping and crickets made you smile. You sat up, sighing and stretching your arms over your head.

You stand and scratch your stomach, stopping in your tracks when you hear the faint sound of a guitar strumming. Your teeth sink into your bottom lip, slowly opening the screen door and you smile when your eyes lay on a shirtless Harry with an acoustic guitar in his lap.

"How was your nap?" he asks, not looking up from the guitar strings. You smile and close the screen door behind you, your arm wrapping around him under his neck, sitting on the arm of the chair. You lean down and kiss his shoulders, neck and pecking his lips.

"Better when I woke up to this," your head laid on top of his, playing with the curls at the nape of his neck, closing your eyes as he continues to sing. You get up and lay down on the bench, head on his lap as Harry softly hummed the song he was working on. You closed your eyes and smiled, fingers tracing soft patterns in his thigh.

Harry finished singing what he wrote, looking at you and running his fingers over your hair. "That song's about you, if you didn't figure it out," he smiles, fingers running up and down your jawline.

"I figured it out, and I absolutely love it," you smile and he leans down, kissing you softly.

"It's called y/n's song. It's all for you, my love," he whispers and you sit up, sitting on his lap. Harry puts his guitar away, hand holding your chin. "All for you."

You lean forward, pushing him against the back of the bench, straddling his waist as your lips move slowly together. "I love it," you breathe in between a kiss, Harry smiling. "And i love you."

"Oh, I love you more, baby," he panted, kissing you again, making you giggle as he pulled you into him.

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