Harry Styles Imagines

moments - part one

Description - Harry treats you and the family to a trip to the Maldives

You woke up to the sound of your alarm blaring out at you. You reached over to check the time and it read 4am. You groaned to yourself at how early you had to wake up due to your flights. You couldn't have gotten them any later than this, before you were paying ridiculous money for them. Harry had told you he could cover the cost, but you told him his money has better well spent on something else.

As you turned it off you felt the arm, wrapped around your waist, tighten. You turned around to face your ever-so-charming husband. Even though he'd just woken up he managed to look like sleeping beauty.

"Morning, my love." He sleepily says with his eyes still tightly shut, as he wasn't fully awake yet.

"Morning handsome." You say back, stroking some rogue curls out of his face. He chuckled at your answer.

"Fuck!" He whisper shouted. "It's too early for this crap..." It was 4am and he was already winging.

"Oh shut up Harold. Maybe if you'd have kept your pants on and let us go to sleep, earlier, last night then you wouldn't be as tired." You told him, patronisingly.

"Can't help myself around you." He finally opened his eyes and gave you his signature Styles smirk. He manoeuvres himself so he's situated on top of you. He combs your hair back a bit, as he leans forwards and closer to you lips. His soft lips make contact with yours for all of 2 seconds before you push him away. He gives you a confused look in the process.

"Morning breath." You flatly told him. He rolled his eyes at you and then quickly planted another kiss to your lips before you could register it.

"And I don't care." He told you. You pushed him off your body so he landed back on his side of the bed. He laughed at how pathetic your pushing had been. As he was laughing you could hear movement from down the hallway, outside your bedroom. "At least we woke people up. One less task." He said.

"Yeah but they might never have gotten to sleep, no thanks to us." You retaliated, pushing the covers off yourself and swinging you legs over the side of the bed so you were sitting instead of lying. You looked over your shoulder to see Harry smirking again.

He pulled on your shoulder so your back landed on the bed. He hovered over you from behind. "Well, baby, they've got a week of no sleep coming up then." You looked at him confused. "You really think I'm gonna be able to sit still when you'll be wandering around in bikinis, showing me your beautiful, curvy body?" He paused before continuing. "No. I didn't think so." He leant down to kiss you, only this time you properly let him. He cupped your jaw to tilt your bed back, considering the awkward position you kept kissing him. He moulded his lips gently to yours, but made sure there was a fiery passion within the kiss.

You pulled away before things got too heated, making Harry whine. It would be like last night all over again. "Okay. You've made your point. Now get out of bed and get ready. The car will be here in half an hour to take us to the airport." You told him matter of factly. Harry replied by giving you a little salute, making you roll your eyes at how you ever had married such an idiot.

You got up and walked downstairs, after wrapping your robe around you. You were in dire need of a coffee to wake you up. When you reached the kitchen you were met with a few other people there too.

Harry had decided that he wanted to treat the whole family to a holiday. At first it was just going to be you, Harry and your 3 kids, who weren't exactly kids anymore, but you'd mentioned to Harry that it might be nice to invite Harry's family and your family. Harry marvelled at the idea instantly, thinking it was an amazing plan. So, Harry then proceeded to invite your parents, your brother; his wife and their son Max, Anne, Gemma; Mike and their daughter Lila, and then also your eldest son's girlfriend Amy. In total there were 15 people about to take a trip to the Maldives.