Harry Styles Imagines

47. You Visit India Together|Personal|

This one is for you, Prachi1912. Enjoy x
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"Let's go, Harry. We gotta hurry! There are so many things I want to show you."

His loud laugh boomed through the air, making me smile at the bare sound of it. It had been a while since I last heard him laugh like that and the sound made the tiny hairs on my arms stand up. It wasn't the formal smile he would send people when trying to be polite, or the tiny laugh he would let out when he was confused but didn't want people to know. It was more like a full volume laugh, formed in his chest and it came out loud and breathy. It was a lovely sound.

While I smiled at his behaviour and continued to tug on his hand, people kept passing us and I could tell Harry was dumbfounded at the sight of India. It was after all a lot different than London or L.A.

His twinkling green eyes were beaming as he turned his head from one side to the other, like he tried to absorb everything he saw, smelled and heard. Not only was it absolutely overwhelming to see Harry so intrigued by the country I was born and raised in, I felt proud of myself to finally be able to show my boyfriend something he hadn't seen before, something new and refreshing.

"We're going to the Taj Mahal, right?" Harry asked with eagerness in his voice as he smiled down at me.

I shook my head at him and told him we could maybe visit the impressive mausoleum later. What I didn't tell him was that we would probably get mobbed, since the place was filled with people and I knew for sure that wouldn't end well. Harry hated it when we couldn't do things just because he was 'famous'. And I wasn't planning on ruining our little holiday on the first day.

"First, we're going to this enormous palace called the Red Fort, or Lāl Qila. It's truly stunning. It's built with red sandstone and the architecture is purely beautiful. My dad took me there once when I was younger and I remember being so speechless the entire time he showed me around. He told me most of the palace's history and I was so fascinated by it all."

I grinned up to him as I tried to share my enthusiasm with him and I noticed he was staring at me with that little sparkle in his eyes. His facial expressions had suddenly turned more serious and he was looking at me like he was trying to figure something out, like he was trying to figure me out.

All of a sudden, my body was jerked right into his hard chest and before I could question Harry's actions, he pressed his lips firmly against mine.

The second our lips touched I closed my eyes in anticipation, that little spark that always seemed to appear when Harry kissed me, igniting in me. The kiss only lasted a couple of seconds before he pulled away again. A giggle escaped past my lips as I opened my dark eyes again.

"What was that for?" I asked him while I rested my chin on his chest.

Harry heaved his shoulders as a reaction, smiling goofily at me as he pulled me closer to his chest.

"You're looking really gorgeous today, Prachi," he exclaimed out of nowhere.

The smile on my face grew and I cuddled closer up to him.

"We should really go now," I softly whispered, "I can't wait to see your reaction when you see the palace."

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