Harry Styles Imagines and Preferences Book Two

Raspberries

His lips were warm against your chilled skin from the cool pool water. 

"Harry, what are you doing?" You laughed, enjoying the way that his fingers curled around your hips and his lips trailed over your shoulder. You knew that the fans were probably taking pictures of you both right then, but you didn't care. In your mind, it was only the two of you, his fingers, his lips, your skin. He smiled against your shoulder, puckering his lips and then suddenly his mouth was making a silly noise, causing you to giggle and spin away. He laughed his goofy laugh and tugged you back against him, you tilted your chin so that your lips pressed against his chest and you blew air against his skin as well, causing him to groan and move your chin up with his finger to kiss you lightly on the lips.