Harry Styles Imagines.

18 // bed peace

please give my story, Awake, a read! I just published it :)

this chapter is based off of the song bed peace by Jhené Aiko ft Childish Gambino

idk the people in the picture so I'm just going to make up names for them ahaha

happy 4/20 btw ;;)

Y/N's P.O.V.

"Harry please, please, stay with me all day today. Forget the silly game or at least just watch it with me. Plus, why are you leaving this early anyways? The party is at 8 and it's 2," I whine clutching onto Harry's bare chest.

"Because I want to hang out with my friends, that's why." Harry responds running his hands over his face.

"Harry why don't you want to hang out with me?" He removes my head from his chest, lifting it up, "If I stay will you please stop bugging me about it?"

I squeal, giving Harry my answer, "You should stay right here, we should lay right here, because everything is okay right here." I sing the lyrics to Bed Peace quietly while resting my head back down on Harry's chest.

"Want some breakfast?" Hopping out of the bed, I slide on my furry pajama pants and tie my hair back into a bun.

"It's 2 o'clock in the afternoon, do you think that breakfast is appropriate, Y/N?" Harry questions sitting up while resting on his arms.

"There's never a wrong time for breakfast mister!" I call running down the stairs of our mansion and into the kitchen.

"What's cooking baby girl?" Harry asks slapping my butt over the sound of bacon sizzling causing me to shriek, "Obviously bacon; oh and toast!"

"What about the eggs?" He wraps his arms around my waist, resting his head on my shoulder, "If you want them so bad then you can take care of them."

Harry sighs heavily unraveling his arms before walking over to the fridge, taking out various eggs. Seconds later, I feel something dropping down my head and dripping onto my face.

Spinning around to look at Harry, he stands there with a sheepish grin on his face, waving.

After grabbing an egg out of the carton, I throw one right at Harry's stomach avoiding his face because why would I want to mess up his perfect face?

"Ow, that hurt my perfectly toned stomach babe," He whines emphasizing perfectly toned causing me to sputter out a fit of giggles.

"Hey Harry?" I call to Harry after our food fight and breakfast is over. I'm currently stepping out of the shower drying my hair off with a cloth.

"Yes darling?" He answers quickly opening the bathroom door, "You know I should kill you for ruining my hair, right?"

"Yes darling," He responds calmly, "And you want to know why I'm not going to?"

"Why darling?"

"Because I love you," I answer causing both Harry and I to smile ear to ear, "And I love you too, darling."

Harry's arms snake their way around my waist again securely as he kisses me on the neck.

"Hurry up? I'm a very bored man at the moment," I roll my eyes at Harry's man statement, "Harry you're a little cupcake, not a man."

"No I'm a big boy." He pouts playfully causing me to fall over laughing.

"Okay now come back in bed," Harry whines dragging me onto the bed, "Woah what happened to you wanting to leave?"

"Not so much anymore, this comfortable ass bed, you by my side, and food are all I need."

"Watch your language little boy." I cover Harry's mouth with my hand, as an effect he rolls his eyes.

Harry and I lay in bed calmly as he plays with my hair, twisting it in his fingers and fiddling around. I look over towards the clock out of curiosity to see that it's only 5.

"Harry we should do something, we have two hours until we have to start getting ready. Let's go play in the arcade room," I jump up excitedly clapping my hands together as if I'm a little kid, "Beat you there!"

"Let's have a race." I challenge getting into starting position.

"On your mark, get set," I take off running before Harry even gets a chance, "Go!" I scream halfway down the hallway.

I nearly fumble down the stairs as I race to the basement. On the second flight down, Harry ends up beating me but I catch ahead of him after multiple pushes.

I almost make it to the arcade room, taking a sharp right until Harry pushes me to the ground, falling right beside me. We both burst into laughter, looking at each other.

For the next several minutes, Harry and I play each other in multiple arcade games. Bowling, car race games, basketball games (which I lost horribly in), and we even ended up going in his go-carts!

Harry checks the time on the digital clock above which reads 7:42 PM in bold letters, "Oh crap we've got to go and get changed baby," Harry says jumping out of his go-cart and rushing over to me to help me out of mine.

We eventually leave the house at 8:30 and make it there by 9 PM. Harry and I stumble into the house quickly, hoping that they won't notice we're late even though we were supposed to arrive a hour ago.

"Hey guys!" I call out waving to Kate, "Hi Y/N!" She cheers jogging over to give me a hug.

"You guys were right on time, the game just started." After those words escape her lips, Harry leaves my side and takes a seat besides Dave in his Packers jersey which has STYLES 57 plastered on the back.

"Hello Y/N," Dave says to me with his eyes still glued on the screen, "Hey Dave."

"Kate go take a seat beside Dave, I want to take a picture of you three this is so cute."

As soon as I announce the letter three, Harry raises his helmet along with Kate who puts on her cheese head hat with DRIVER 80 on the back of her jersey, also.

Y/T/N: Bed peace with him earlier and now not so much peace, ! Go packers! (I don't like the packers but I love Harry) @Harry_Styles

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sorry if this chapter was trash btw

you read 1080 words also

short ikr