Harry Styles Imagines He Sleeps On You

God, you make him so happy. His warm chest and arms wrapped around you are like your safe haven, but as you think it through, the man Harry Styles - with or without chest and arms - is your safe haven. Harry turns around in confusion and faces you with slightly furrowed eyebrows and little eyes from just waking up. Harry hummed pushing himself up and switching on the lamp before sitting up next to you. No paparazzi or fans around, no work to interrupt and no best friends to make gag sounds when you share a sweet kiss. But unfortunately for you, Harry was still driving and you don't want to get in an accident. You watched as Harry poked his finger into the hot liquid and then brought his finger to his mouth, sucking the little tea he got off his finger. "Goodnight my love" were that last words you heard before drifting off to sleep. You pout and try to hide the smile thats trying to appear on your face. Silently, you whisper his name while tenderly caressing his calf with your toe. Harry styles imagines you can't sleep inn. "Couldn't sleep, " you admit quietly. You ask nervously, fidgeting with your hands and you look at them, like they're the most interesting thing in the room.

The smirk only grows when you are reminded of what effect you have on him. "Hi there, beautiful, " Harry whispers while brushing your hair out of your face. Harry styles imagines he sleeps on you. They aren't, obviously, but you can't help it to feel a bit shy about your request. The cold of your feet mixing up with his warm leg causes his little hairs to stand up and you giggle lightly. You nod your head and move forward so your forehead is touching his. " In one swift motion, you're on top of Harry with his strong arms safely secured on your back.

When the car makes a turn to the left, you're shaken out of your thoughts and you look around you. His green eyes stare into yours, filling up your entire body with love and warmth, like the hugs of your father always made you feel like when you were a kid. I want my ice cream. Every time you kissed Harry, it felt like the first time. When he still doesn't wake up, you bring your hands up to his chest, tracing the black ink on his warm skin.

This is how you like it. Harry whispered in a deep voice full of sleep that you could barely hear him. You just stay quiet, giving him some time to fully awake. You lift your legs a little, then turn a bit on your side so your feet touch his hairy legs. "Open your eyes baby" he whispered, his hot breath hitting your face. I love you (Y/N), more than you will ever know. "Nothing, " Harry answers, "everything is perfect. Without even noticing it, Harry's smiling at you too, because he just loves waking up next to you, no matter what time it is.

After you had heated up the water and made some tea you grabbed the warm mug and walked back down the dark hall into the bedroom. "Can we, like... " Again, you're careful with your words, not wanting to disturb or bother Harry with your needs. You giggle holding the mug full of tea closer to Harry. Even if the last thing you would do was kiss him.

He could literally fall asleep everywhere. You groan setting the tea back down and covering your face with your hands. As Harry finally starts to gain consciousness again, a smirk forms on your face, lighting op your entire being. "No, I never went to sleep and I just couldn't. Jazz music plays softly through the radio and you tangle your hands with his. 15 minutes later, Harry and you are in the car, driving through town and talking about nothing important. A shiver runs down Harry's entire body as you carry on with your gentle touches. Still, you wish you could just fall asleep. You say continuing to pick up the mug and take a small sip. You stand on your tiptoes to press a quick kiss to his lips before you turn around and start to drag him toward the ice cream shop.

You slowly opened them and took in the sight of Harry's face. "I'm not driving you around at night without having ice cream as my prize for being the best boyfriend you could wish for, " Harry teases and sends a wink your way. Harry whispered to you. It didn't matter if he was in a car, on a plane or on the floor. Harry said yawning and rolling over to face you. With confusion written all over your face you ask him what's wrong. You giggle at the sound.

The brown-haired boy next to you turns completely to lie on his back and groans while running his hands over his face. Now lets try to sleep okay? " Your chest tightens when you see Harry is looking at you with so much adoration in his green eyes and honestly, you just want to jump out of your seat, onto his lap and kiss him as hard as you can. You wanted to look away as his eyes stared into yours, but you couldn't bring yourself too. Your boyfriend continues to stroke your hair and asks what you wanted to say. Just the simple touch of your palms touching sends a warm wave of happy feelings through his entire body. "Now eyes on the road, bad boy, " you say and let out a small giggle at his reaction.

You always fell in love with him all over again and you never got tired of it. "Did you have a nightmare or something? " As time passes, the frustration grows. Harry deserves and needs as much sleep as he can get, especially since he has been working his ass off with writing his new solo stuff.

The boy could fall asleep everywhere in a matter of a minutes.