Harry Styles x Reader One-Shots

Sunsets and Surprises

Pairing: Harry Styles x Reader

Word Count: 1.7k

Summary: A trip to Italy isn't the only thing that Harry surprises Y/N with.

Warning(s): itallyrry, lost luggage, y/n constantly in harry's clothes, harry being an absolute sap, surprises, not edited 

A/N:   I hope you like this!! I don't know how I feel about it completely but yeah!! I hope you enjoy it!!

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When you originally imagined visiting Italy, you imagined a peaceful getaway, all worries left back in the States.

You should have known that it wouldn't be that simple. Your luck forbids anything from going as it's supposed to. Which is why you're standing next to the baggage claim in Catania Airport, waiting patiently for your bags to roll around. Harry's already gotten his bags, so he asked you to watch over them while he quickly runs to the bathroom.

After almost ten minutes of watching the same bags roll around the claim, you decide that there's no way your bags are here. They must have gotten lost somewhere. You try to keep calm, knowing that as soon as Harry gets back from the bathroom, he'll calm your nerves.

You turn away from the baggage claim and look in the direction of the bathrooms. What is taking him so long?

After a few more minutes of waiting, Harry turns the corner and all the tension immediately leaves your body at the blinding smile that he flashes you.

"Sorry for taking so long, baby. There was a lone in the bathroom and then I stopped to take pictures with a few fans." You smile at him and wave it off.

"It's fine, honey. I get it." He looks around you for a moment before training his eyes back on your face.

"Where are your bags?" You grimace, almost having forgotten about the missing luggage until he brought it up.

"Yeah, about that..." He frowns at your words.

"It got lost, didn't it?" You nod and he just sighs.

"Alright, well, let's just go. I'll call and get it sorted out. Until then, you can just wear my clothes. I brought extra knowing you'd probably want to wear them anyway." You smile at that, loving how he remembers that you always prefer to wear his clothes over your own.

"Hey, baby?" You speak up as you're following him out of the airport to where the car is supposed to be.

He hums in acknowledgement, encouraging you to continue.

"Can I play the music in the car?" He laughs slightly and nods.

"Of course, doll. Play whatever you want."

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The drive to Sicily isn't as bad as you initially thought it would be. The fact that Harry let you pick the music (as he does most times, he still swears he has no clue why you act surprised nearly every time he agrees) helped the drive go by much faster than it really was.

"Where exactly are we again?" You wonder as the both of you climb out of the car in front of one of the most beautiful villas you've ever seen. The outside of the building is an off white stucco design. There are arches that make the place look slightly asymmetrical, but it all just adds to the appeal. The shutters, trim, and porch covering are all wood that's been stained a brown so dark it almost looks black.

"We're just about on the coast of Riserva Dello Zingaro beach." You swoon slightly at the light accent he has while pronouncing the name of the beach.