Harry Styles Imagines and one-shots.

Lazy Birthday

Harry was not opposed to big parties, he quite enjoyed a slammer now and again. However, he'd specifically told you he wanted to take it easy for this birthday. You decided to plan a whole day for him.

"Wake up baby," you sang, pressing a button on the stereo to play you and Harry's song. You were carrying a bunch of breakfast food on a tray.

"Mmmm," Harry groaned, not opening his eyes.

"Happy Birthday to you," you sang to him happily. "I've got breakfast for you love."

At that Harry seemed to perk up a bit, and you brought over the tray. You'd made him pancakes and bacon, and an egg just in case. You wanted him to have a selection. You'd also made him some weird vegetable, fruit cocktail he was always raving about, you hoped you'd done it right.

He noticed the pancakes were in the shape a heart. He grinned at you happily, and began to dig in. He was gulping down the juice, so you had to assume it didn't taste too bad.

"Thanks love," Harry said giving you a kiss on the cheek.

"I've got the whole day planned out!" You said cheerfully. "Let me go get your first gift."

You ran off to grab his present. You were excited to show him all the different things you'd prepared. You scurried back to the room just as Harry was finishing his last pancake.

"Here," you held out the gift and kissed his temple. He took it with a toothy grin and ripped open the packaging.

"A new journal, oh it's beautiful!" His eyes were shining with the possibilities for the small leather bound notebook.

"And I have another gift for you, this one is slightly bigger," you were smiling like a maniac, you were so excited for him to see this one. You opened your laptop to a video on a website. There were five little golden retriever and Dachshund mix puppies roaming around. One licked the camera, another yipped.

"See that one right there?" You asked pointing to the lightest colored one chasing its tail. "That one is yours, well ours."

"What!" Harry practically squealed. "No fucking way! Really?"

"Yeah, do you like her?" You asked.

"Of course! I can't wait to think of a name!"

"She needs to be with her mom for another week or two, but then she's ours."

"That's amazing," Harry exclaimed, hugging you again and then looking back at the screen.

The rest of the day was spent watching movies Harry liked, you making him hot cocoa, him lazily braiding your hair, and checking in on the puppy. You even did some relaxing finger painting, and then took a bath together. You also gave him a very relaxing back massage and finally the two of you made cookies together.

"Babe, I think I forgot to mention, in about an hour and a half we're going out to your favorite restaurant with the boys and Zayn."

Harry's eyes gleamed appreciatively. He gave you a small kiss to the temple, and let his lips linger there, smelling your hair.

"You really think of everything don't you?" He mumbled against your skin.

"I hope so, I wanted this to be a great birthday," you sighed.

"It is," he pulled back a bit, rubbing his nose against yours.

"Hey, we have time for another one of your birthday gifts before we leave." You said giving him a wink.

"Huh?" He said puzzled, and you gave him a meaningful look.

"Ohhhhh," he laughed at his own confusion, then picked you up and carried you to the bedroom.