Harry Styles Imagines and Preferences

PDA In Front Of His Family

Harry's P.O.V.

"Please take a picture with me," I said softly into Y/N's ear as she nuzzled her head into my chest. I felt her shake her head against my skin but I continued to pester her. My phone was in my hand and my other hand was trying to reveal her pretty face. "Oh come on please." I said while swiping upwards to reveal the camera option of the phone.

"I look like a man," she said while lifting her head from my chest and cupping her hands over her face.

"But a pretty man," I teased while smirking. I heard my relatives from the couch across the room laugh lightly at my remark but I was too focused on Y/N to reply. 

She laughed from underneath her hands and I leaned into her and began to snap random photos of me and her. My phone snapped and snapped and finally Y/N said, "If I take a picture with you will you stop bullying me and cuddle with me instead." 

I nodded my head and she leaned into my side while I snapped a photo of the two of us. I then locked my phone and placed it on the empty couch cushion while wrapping my arm around her shoulder. My lips pressed against her temple as she laced her fingers with mine while we began to drift off. 

While I felt sleep begin to pull me under I could hear my aunt talking with my uncle about how she thought that we'd get married one day and I couldn't help but smile because that's exactly what I thought.