Harry is Perfect

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ask me questions or i can write people imagines:) xx

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I kid you not, if Harry comes on and someone asks if he's single and he responds with, "No." this will be me

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Harry Styles Imagine:)

#imagine you are dating Harry.  He was in the studio recording all day and you had been doing chores around the house.  You’re doing dishes when you hear Harry come inside your flat.  You don’t say anything but feel his hands wrap around your waist.  “How was your day” you ask.  He starts kissing your neck and then you turn around and kiss his lips.  You pull away and say “that good, huh?” He replies, “it was terrible, I was thinking about you the whole time, waiting to see you.”  You lean back in and start making out.  After a couple minutes, you pull back, and he looks at you concerned.  Then you flash him your biggest smile and he smiles back before you lean back in.  After a while, he stops and asks if you want to do something.  “I think we just were doing something” you say.  Harry laughs.  “I mean something else.  Something fun. Get to know each other.”  “Okay, what do you want to do?”  Harry suggests watching a movie and you agree.  He puts in a movie and tells you that it’s a surprise.  Once the movie starts, you recognize it to be Bambi.  You start to wonder why he wants to watch Bambi but you figure you won’t be watching the movie very much, if you know what I mean. You lay back into his arms and he wraps them around you as you lay your head on his chest.  Surprisingly, you watched the whole movie.  You didn’t think it would happen, but it did-- you started to cry.  Harry noticed you tearing up and he stroked your hair.  “its alright” he whispered.  You laughed it off and said “I know.”  After the movie ended, the credits were rolling and you were still laying on him.  You sit up and Harry said “well, I should probably go home.”  “No!” you yell a little too eagerly.  “Stay here tonight.”  “I was hoping you’d ask,” Harry responded.  “I just have to run home and grab my clothes for tomorrow’s signing.”  This is great.  His signing wasn’t until 3 which meant he planned on staying until then.  You quickly run into the bathroom.  You didn’t have much time.  You put on some make-up, brush your teeth, and brush your hair.  You change into your favorite PJ’s and wait on the couch, playing on your phone.  He walks in, carrying your favorite ice cream and four banana nut muffins.  He was wearing his Ramones Tshirt and pajama pants.  He puts the ice cream in the freezer, the muffins on the counter, and collapsed next to you on the couch.  He leans in and you start making out.  All of the sudden, Harry stops.  He got a text.  “Shit!” he yells.  “I completely forgot.” “About what?” you ask. “Niall and I were going to hang out tonight. Is it cool if he comes over for a little bit?” “Sure.” You reply.  It’s not that you didn’t like Niall, he was great.  You were just anticipating a perfect night with Harry.  Oh well, tonight just wasn’t that night.  Niall came in a few minutes later.  He had definitely been drinking. “VAS HAPPENING?” He yelled, mocking Zayn’s famous saying.  You, Harry, and Niall talk for hours.  About everything.  From the band to roller coasters to Nando’s.  After the hours of conversation, you lost track of time.   Niall checks his phone and sees that it’s 2 AM.  He freaks out, saying that if he doesn’t get enough sleep, then he will be a crab at tomorrow’s signing.  “You two better get some sleep, too” Niall laughs, winking at Harry. He lets himself out.  As soon as the door shuts Harry says, “I thought he would never leave.” In his adorable British accent that you adore.  Harry grabs you, picks you up (wedding style), and starts making out with you, as he carries you to your bed.  He lays you down on the bed, then lays down next to you.  He puts his hands on your waist, slowly moving his hands underneath your shirt.  You stop making out long enough to slide your shirt off.  You continue making out as he slips off his pants and you take off his shirt.  I’ll spare you the details from there, you can imagine that on your own. The next day, you wake up to Harry’s soft lips on yours.  You smile at him. “What a great way to start my day,” he says. “And what a great way to start mine,” you say. You start to get up, but realize you’re only wearing a bra.  Harry tosses you his Ramones Tshirt. “I’m sure it’ll look better on you.” He says. You put it on and watch him get out of bed, only wearing boxers.  He grabs a muffin and a glass of milk for both of you and walks to the couch.  He turns on the TV to the morning news.  You walk out and sit next to him.  As you watch the news, it switches to the gossip portion of the show. Photos of you and Harry out to dinner from earlier in the week flash on the screen.  Then there’s a picture of you kissing Harry at the end of the date.   “Were pretty cute, huh?” Harry asks. “Yeah, adorable” you smile as you kiss him.