Harry Styles Imagines [Book 2]

Tease (1/1)

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Y/N's POV

While scrolling through Facebook, my thumb stopped when it landed on a compilation of Tiktok videos wherein you look like you're about to give head but you're just grabbing something from the floor.

I chuckled seeing the reactions of the guys and my eyes wandered to my boyfriend who was playing on his phone beside me.

A plan was already forming in my mind as I stare at him. Harry felt my stare so he turned his head to me, giving me a look.

I shook my head, slightly laughing.

"What is it?" He spoke making me laugh harder.

"Nothing, nothing." I replied scrolling further away from the video before he sees.

Harry never looked away for a minute, just staring at me with a frown. "I swear, Y/N. If this is one of your pranks again..."

That made me cackle. He really knows me well.

I removed my legs from his thighs and leaned closer to him. "What will you do, huh?"

It took him a while, thinking hard before answering, "Nothing. Why would I threaten you?"

That made me smile. "Love you."

The certainty of pranking him got removed from his eyes and was changed into genuity. "I love you." He pecked my forehead, making me close my eyes.

I can't seem to find a perfect time on doing my plan. He really had his attention on me the whole day; talking about random things, cuddling with me, and even playing with our dog.

But everything seemed to follow the plan on dinner when I saw him leaning on the counter in our kitchen, waiting for the microwave to go off. He was on his phone, not seeming to notice me, making everything better.

When I was in front of him, I started ponytailing my hair, not taking my eyes off of him. He was quick to notice, not saying anything at first. He's just staring at me, waiting for next move.

After my ponytail, I slowly went down on my knees and a cheeky smirk quickly popped on his face.

I was already dying of laughter inside because he looked so ready already. He even spreads his legs slightly, oh my god.

When I successfully grabbed the metallic bowl between his legs, I stood up and walked away from him.

His face was priceless.

"Y/N!"

I can't seem to control my laughter anymore and I bursted in front of him. "Oh my god!"

He watched me with raised eyebrows, not believing what I just did to him. "You can't just do that and do nothing." He complained.

I was still laughing my ass off because I keep remembering the look on his face. We won this prank. Hands up for Harry's reaction.

"Baby." Harry whined, pouting.

Calming myself, I wiped the tears from my eyes. "I'm sorry. Sorry."

He shook his head at me, "I can't calm it now."

My eyes travelled to his bulge and he was right. Damn, that was fast. "Already?"

Harry nodded but still frowning at me. "This is your fault. How can I eat dinner with this?" And at the same time, the microwave went off.

I parted my lips but I can't seem to find the right words. I did not expect this at all. I thought he will just laugh with me.

I heard him sigh and just opened the microwave, getting his food out.

"Harry." I softly said, suddenly feeling bad. "Look, I'm sorry."

"No, Y/N. It's alright." His voice was hushed making me feel worse. I watched him placing his plate on the counter and uncomfortably plopped himself on the high seat. "Do you want to eat?" He offered, glancing at me.

Walking behind him, I wrapped my arms around his torso. "Are you mad at me?"

"Baby, no. It's okay. I can take care of it later." He answered but there was still something I can't explain on his voice.

"No, it's not okay. I'm sorry for working you up." I sincerely apologized, wanting to slap myself for being careless.

I felt him sigh but he did not answer me and just continued eating.

Not double thinking, my hand went inside his shirt making him inhale.

"Y/N." Ignoring him, I started tracing his toned stomach down to his v-lines with my fingers. Harry started coughing in front of me, grabbing my wrist that is so close to waistline. "Stop it, it already hurts."

"How about you just continue eating and I'll do mine?" I whispered on his ear, making him gulp.

"Really?" There was doubt from his voice.

I let out a hum and kissed his nape, "Would you want me to?"

"Fuck, yes." He swiveled the chair and grabbed my waist, pulling me closer to him. "Get to work, baby."

A/N: wooh, this is a hot one. lol. vote and comment. stay safe y'all.

~ laine x