harry styles imagines

6 month anniversary

<Grace pov>

I could not believe that it had been exactly 6 months with my boyfriend, Harry. I hate to be a total cliché, but he has made me a much better and happier person since we started dating. He texted me that he was going to leave his house soon to pick me up from mine, and that I should wear something cute. I was so excited, I put on a short but flowy black dress with some tights underneath it because it was getting cold out, some white vans, and some foundation of course. I tried to do a minimal makeup look, with only some mascara to make my blue eyes pop, and some cute but subtle pink lip gloss. My long blonde hair was already super wavy from the multiple braids I slept in the night before, so I did not really need to fix it much. I put on some perfume and grabbed my wrist wallet, along with my phone and a few other essentials, and walked towards the window, waiting for his car. Moments later, I saw his car pull up in my driveway, and I left my house and walked into his car. I greeted him and smiled, as he did the same to me. He looked incredible, wearing a white button down long sleeve top with black patterns on it, black skinny jeans, and the brown boots that he wears practically everywhere. His shirt was unbuttoned at the top leaving his top half open, allowing me to stare at him without shame. A few of his chest tattoos were visible through his top, and his hair was long and curly. He had to fix it from time to time, as it would suddenly fall into his face while he was driving. "Hey babe, where are we going?" I asked him after a few minutes of him driving, but he wouldn't tell me where. I decided not to press him on it, and let him do whatever he was planning to do. We drove for a bit longer, until we reached a field which had daisies in it everywhere. He parked the car, and opened the door for me, walking along to the trunk, and pulling out a picnic basket and blanket. He grabbed my hand, and we walked towards the empty field. We walked towards the middle of the large area, and set the basket down on the blanket sprawled out along the grass. We laid down together, my head resting against his chest as we stared up at the sky, the clouds moving quickly. It was so beautiful, just the two of us laying down, breathing, and the sounds of the wind blowing. After laying down for a bit, we sat up and opened up the basket, which had all of my favorite foods and drinks in it. He had somehow smuggled wine into the basket, which I took large sips from, him not drinking any because he had to drive. There was also pasta that he had ordered from one of my favorite restaurants, and lemonade for both of us to drink. We sat there, eating pasta and drinking our lemonade, enjoying each other company. "I love you so much, Grace, happy anniversary baby" he said to me, breaking the silence with a kiss. "I love you so much too, Harry. Thank you, this is so wonderful, thank you for bringing me here," I said back to him, kissing him again. I moved my body closer to his, and ran my fingers through his hair as he sighed and closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling. He smiled widely with his big dimples as I kissed him again and again, telling him how sweet he was for doing this for me. He wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me down with him, making me squeal with laughter. We kissed a few more times, before we collected our things and walked back to the car. He drove us back to his house, where we took off our shoes, put everything away, and went up to his room. We sat down on his bed together, kissing each other softly, with my arms wrapped around his neck, lightly pulling on his long curly hair, making him moan quietly. I smiled into the kiss as I ran my hands through his hair again, pushing him further towards the back of the bed, so he was still half sitting up. I sat on top of him, kissing him, before unbuttoning his shirt slowly, taking the time to graze my fingertips over his skin with each button I undid, feeling the goosebumps on his skin rise, making him breathe heavily. I removed his shirt from him, and put it on top of the chair next to his bed. With his shirt gone and his top half bare to me, I took the opportunity to touch each of his tattoos as he closed his eyes lightly, enjoying the feeling. I kissed his earlobe, down to the center of his neck, sucking on it and kissing it, causing him to moan quite loudly, making me suck harder. "Fuck, my god grace, you're so beautiful.. I-I-I love you so much, holy shit," he spoke out in stuttered, broken fragments of words. I loved to see him like this, so desperate and needy, he really was beautiful. I began to kiss lower on his neck, biting and licking his collarbone, making him whimper into my ear as I smirked, sucking down on it before kissing it gently and cupping his face with my hands. "Happy anniversary, Harry, I really love you so much." I gushed to him, making him sit up more and look at me, still panting from my previous actions. "I love you Grace, thank you so much...for everything you do," he said to me, wrapping his arm around my waist and bringing me closer to him. He dipped his head into my neck and nibbled at it, making me lean my head back as he sucked the skin gently, before reaching down my body and lifting my dress up and over my body, placing it on the chair as well. I reached down and pulled off my tights, handing them to Harry to put aside, as I went down and undid his skinny jeans, having only a slight struggle trying to pull them down his legs. Once they were off, I discarded them on the floor, kissed his chest, and told him I loved him one more time before dozing off in his arms.