Harry Styles Imagines

Valentine's Day

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Harry's P.O.V.

"Where are you taking me?" Y/N asked as I shielded her eyes with my hand. I smiled slightly to myself as I avoided her question. I couldn't see it but I could tell that she rolled her eyes under the palm of my hand because she knew I was purposely ignoring her.

I led her towards the car with my hand still placed firmly over her eyes. On the walk to the car I could hear the sound of her heels clicking against the driveway. She didn't seem to ask any more questions as I helped her into the front seat. She opened her eyes and I'm assuming she thought she would be able to see where I was going to be driving her.

She thought wrong.

Before I sat in the drivers seat I pulled out one of my bandannas from my back pocket. She raised an eyebrow and shook her head once she picked up on what I was going to do. I chuckled slightly and wrapped the cloth around her eyes.

I put the key into the ignition and turned it on. I waved my hand at Niall who was sitting in a car across the street. He opened his car door and quietly walked over to my car. I gave him a quick pat on the shoulder and mouthed the words "thank you" before he slid into the drivers seat with a nod.

He buckled his seat belt and began to drive away with Y/N in the car. I'm sure Y/N would ask a million and one questions to who she thought was me in the car, but I informed Niall to stay silent the entire ride.

Your P.O.V.

"Please talk to me." You said softly with a pout plastered across your face. The bandanna covering your eyes began to itch but every time you'd try to move it off of your face, Harry would slide it back down. You let out an exasperated sigh and the car made another turn. It felt like you were going around in circles and you really wanted to see where Harry was taking you.

You had told him that you didn't want to do anything crazy for Valentines Day. In your eyes, a nice dinner at home and a movie would be wonderful but Harry thought otherwise. You came to the conclusion that Harry was probably taking you to a fancy restaurant quite some distance from your shared apartment.

The car finally stopped moving and the engine was quickly killed. Harry got out of the front seat and helped you walk up three steps. He opened the door and took off your blind fold.

You were standing in your own apartment. Harry was leaning against the wall opposite the front door. He wore a pair of black trousers and a white button up shirt, the very one you told him made you swoon. But you it didn't change the fact that you nearly jumped out of your skin when you saw him standing there. You turned around quickly to see who you were actually driving with. Niall was waving at you from across the street from inside his own car and you couldn't help but chuckle a bit.

Once you turned around you allowed yourself to see how Harry practically transformed the room. The kitchen table was decorated neatly with flowers and a bottle of wine was placed on it as well. Something inside of your house smelled absolutely wonderful. You loved when Harry cooked, but he never had time to do it much with his busy schedule. A big pot of what you were assuming was spaghetti was sitting on the stove. Harry smirked at you and walked over to you swiftly.

He led you over to the table and pushed in your chair once you sat down. The bottle of wine was opened and poured into the glass next to the plate on the table. He poured himself some as well and then picked up both of the empty plates off the table. You pressed the rim of the glass to your lips and took a sip, savoring the flavor of the expensive wine he had purchased.

Harry returned back to the table with two steaming plates of ravioli, your favorite. He sat down in the seat across from you and you tried to piece together something to say because you were practically speechless.

"Harry this is wonderful." You said before you placed a ravioli into your mouth. You chewed quietly and he smiled one of his signature dimpled grins that you loved so much.

"Your wish is my command," he said sweetly and he pressed the glass of wine to his lips. He swallowed and began again, "I originally wanted to take you out to one of the best restaurants England has to offer but I remember how you told me once that a Valentines Day at home would be wonderful so I'm planning on fulfilling your wish."

You dabbed your mouth with a napkin and smiled widely, "Anything would've been amazing because I would be spending it with you. This couldn't be more perfect," you began and Harry shook his head.

"Yes it could." he began and he got up from the table and headed into the kitchen. He came back moments later with a red and pink gift bag. He placed it on an empty part of the table and gestured for you to open it.

Inside was all of your favorite movies and books, a framed photo of you and Harry on your first date and a small velvet box. You couldn't help but smile like a crazy person because of how well he knew you.

The movies and books were all of your favorites, the very same ones you would go on for hours telling Harry all about them. And the photo of you and Harry had to be one of your absolute favorites. It was a candid photo that your mother had taken of you both standing in the kitchen. You were leaning against the counter and Harry was standing in front of you with his arms placed on your waist. You were smiling at one another while looking into each others eyes when you mother quickly snapped the photo.

As for the box, you had no clue what it was. You slid your hands across the velvet cover and quickly opened it. Your jaw nearly dropped when you saw two pairs of rings. One of them had Harry's name written into it along with your anniversary and the other had your name along with the day you both began to date.

Harry leaned over and pulled out the ring with his name on it and slid it onto the finger next to your wedding ring and engagement ring. He grabbed the other one and slid it onto his finger and you could feel your cheeks begin to hurt from smiling so much.

"I know you aren't the type of girl who likes when I spend money on you but I had to do something extraordinary." Harry said softly with a smile. You got up from your seat and immediately latched your arms around his neck. You pressed a deep kiss to his lips and he pulled you onto his lap.

"I love this, all of this and I love you," you mumbled against his lips and he smirked. His forehead leaned against yours and he raised an eyebrow.

"There is one more thing," he said softly. Your eyes widened and you wanted to hit him for doing so much for you on Valentines Day, you felt like it was too much. "I figured after dinner we could go into bed and cuddle while watching those movies." He said sweetly and you could feel your heart melt even more into a puddle.

"What did I do to deserve such a wonderful boyfriend?" You said softly and he smiled against your lips.