I am not one of those people who enjoys sports but when your boyfriend sweetly insists you to accompany him for an NBA match, you cannot resist. And when your boyfriend happens to be Harry Styles. It's impossible to say no.
So here I am besides harry, watching large, tall, heavy athletes throwing the ball in their respective baskets. Although harry has been explaining me the rules throughout the game, honestly speaking I don't understand a single rule. All I know is that you have to throw the ball in your basket to score and that's all I Need to know to enjoy the game.
I'd be lying if I said it wasn't fun watching the game. The thrill and excitement you get when ball is about to pass through the basket feels so good.
At first Harry jumping up and down whenever a player would score a basket made me giggle, but a few minutes later I found myself mimicking his actions and being absorbed into the game.
Another positive thing about the match was that it lacked teenage girls screaming Harry's name right now. I looked around me to be gathered by men or young boys with their girlfriends. It was fun.
We both finally settled down in our seats when it was half time.
"Someone seems to enjoy the game, huh?" Harry nudged, a smirk playing on his lips.
"Its good. It's actually fun honestly!" I couldn't get rid of the smile on my face.
We started talking about random things about the match when suddenly the crowd started cheering extra loud. My eyes quickly move towards the court only to find out that the match hasn't started yet. Why was everyone cheering?
Answering my thoughts, harry gently grabbed my hand and attention. His eyes carried pure love and admiration. I was still confused. The crowd didn't stop the cheering.
Harry nodded in the direction of the screen. My eyes moved towards the big screen on the top that was showing mine and Harry's face on it and that's when realization hit me!
My face turned red. I could feel my cheeks burning hot. In rapid movements I moved my hand away from Harry's grasp covering them to my face. I heard harry giggle at my actions. I don't mind kissing harry its just that it's different in public right?
Harry moved his arm around my shoulder.
"Do you want to do this?" He softly whispered. I looked into his soft gentle eyes. I trust this man with every fibre within me. I glanced up at the screen which was still showing us but this time we were pretty close and honestly this sight was cute.
My eyes met Harry's as I slowly nodded. He held one of my hand away from my cheek, intertwining our fingers, while his other hand moved up to hold my face softly as he leaned in. I did the same by removing my hand from my cheek and holding his face.
"Its OK. I love you!" He whispered before his lips softly landed on mine. The crowd began to cheer loud yet again but nothing seemed to bother us. The kiss was short yet sweet and loving. We both moved away our eyes locking with each other.
I couldn't wipe off the stupid smile on my face and seeing harry smile wider made my smile grow. He brought my face closer, pressing his lips on my forehead before turning in his seat focusing on the match which was about to resume.
"I love you!" He whispered again before getting wild over the match.
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Harry Styles Imagines
FanfictionJust a bunch of imagines for the loveliest person in the world, Harry Styles!