Harry Styles Imagines and Preferences Book Two

Night Changes

"So, what have you got planned for us tonight, Mr Styles? I've been looking forward to this date all week, so it better be good" You grinned, lacing your fingers with his. "But, seriously, only you could plan a date on a freezing cold night of November" You groaned, squeezing his hand tighter, trying to gain as much warmth from him as possible.
"I'm sorry, darlin'... But, I think you'll like it. It will all be worth it in the end. I promise" He smiled, wrapping his arm around your shoulder, pulling your shivering body closer into his side. He pressed a warm kiss to your forehead, his lips lingering for a lot longer than normally. The crusty, and frozen leaves crunched under his boots, twigs snapping as you walked down the less crowded Cromwell Road.
"Harry, where are we going? We've been walking for ages... I feel like my legs could drop off" You whined, looking up at him, his nose all red with little sniffles escaping into the cold atmosphere. "We could have just taken your car. It would have been so much easier..." You sighed, wiggling your hand under his coat to wrap your arm around his waist. Dancing your fingers on the warm skin under his jumper.
"I know we could... But, I wanted to walk. A nice walk, without any interruptions. We can stop off for a coffee on the way home. I may just get Niall to come and pick us up if you're too tired" He chuckled, as you stepped on his foot, playfully. "Hey! I was joking, baby. I'll carry you home" He grinned, as you rolled your eyes up at him.
"Alright, alright... We're nearly there, don't you worry your little head off, my lovely lady" He smiled, as you turned the corner, a building coming into sight, with an ice-rink built in the front.
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"Woah, wait... What? We're going ice-skating?" You asked, nervously looking over the ice rink. The few couples scattered around, laughing and joking with one another. "Harry..." You whispered, as he looked at you, a small smile on his lips.
"C'mon, sweetheart... Don't be worried" Harry said, as he took both of your hands in his own. His lips pressing a warm kiss to the back of them. "I can barely ice-skate either, so we're in this together. I just thought it would be a nice little thing we could do together. You know, get in the Christmas spirit already..." He suggested, as you smiled softly.
Harry had always begged you to ice-skating with him. Whenever it got to the winter months, when everything got cold and frosty, he would always ask if you wanted to go out for walks, or go and have a coffee in the park. For some reason, your boyfriend had a love for the cold months, but you couldn't judge him. It's what made him Harry. Whatever he loved, was part of him. And you didn't ever want that to change.
"Please, promise me you won't let me go? I've never been before..." You stated, as he pulled you into the warm building, the heat already hitting you in the face. "Wow.. You know, I might just stay in here.. You can go out, I'll have a warm coffee" You smiled, patting his bottom cheekily.
"Hey, missy! You are coming out there with me. You have to help me when I fall over.. Just like I will help you when you fall over" He smiled, his thumb rubbing over your knuckles, his boots clicking on the plastic floor as he pulled you both over to the counter.
"Hello! What size shoes would you both like?" A young male asked, as Harry looked down at you. "I'll take an 11, for me. And I think, my lovely girlfriend here, shall have a size 7" Harry smiled, as you nodded, leaning up to press a kiss to his cheek.
"I'm surprised you remembered, Styles" You joked, as he frowned down at you. "I'm joking. You remember alot about me. That's sweet" You stated, as he pumped his fist in the air.
"I am the best boyfriend ever... Now, c'mon. Let's go and skate!" He grinned, as the young male walked over with both pairs on his hands. "Thank you, very much" Harry grinned, as he took both pairs, walking over to a bench to put them on.
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"Let me help you" He chuckled, as he watched you struggle to tie them up, your fingers getting tangled up, and the laces coming loosely undone. "You little baby, you" He chuckled, as he walked over, much taller than normal with the skates on his feet, and knelt down in front of you.
"Thank, H" You smiled, running your fingers through his hair. "Oh, I have a beanie and your gloves in my bag... Along with mine" You smiled, as he looked up, blowing the excess curls from his face. "You're welcome, by the way" You smirked, pinching his nose cheekily.
"Thank you, babe. You're wonderful. So thoughtful. Now, we won't get colds" He chuckled, as he patted your knee softly. "Right, come on then. Let's get out there" He smiled, as he placed his hands on your knees, pushing himself up. "Don't look so nervous" He smiled, holding his hands out. Your eyes looked out to the ice rink in front of you, a small smile on your lips. "I'll be right there, with you. Making a right fool of myself" He smiled, as you took his hands, pulling yourself up.
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"See, you are doing so well, my little figure skater" Harry grinned, as he stretched his arm further, your fingers latching onto his as you skated further in front. "Can I let you go now?" He asked, watching as you looked around the now empty ice rink.
"Uhm... I... Okay" You smiled, as he wiggled his fingers free, pushing himself along the ice, ahead of you. "Harry.. Wait!" You cried, an amused look on your face. "I can't... I need your hand" You squealed, as you looked to him, now on the other side of the rink.
"Harold!"
"Hold on, baby.. I'm coming" He chuckled, as he moved across the ice quickly, coming over to you, and wrapping his arms around your waist. "You were doing so well, darlin'.. What happened?" He asked, his chin resting on your shoulder, his lips grazing your ear.
"Harry... I don't like it" You sighed, as he twirled around you, standing in front of you. "Please... Don't let me go" You whispered, adjusting the beanie on his head.
"I won't, my love. I have you, I promise" He smiled, as he found your hands, lacing your fingers together. "I wouldn't let anything hurt you. What sort of a boyfriend would do that?" He chuckled, as you skated along the ice, slowly and steadily, your hands gripping him tightly.
"We'll go for a coffee and hot chocolate after this. I may feed you a bit of carrot cake too... If you're up for it" He grinned, as you nodded, wrapping an arm around his waist. "I love you..."
"I love you, too" You whispered, as you started skating off in front of him, taking your hand from his. "I'm going to do it.." You said, determination etched in your voice. A chuckle came from behind you, as you started to move your legs quicker, your arms held out to the side of you. "I am doing it, right?" You asked, as you turned your head slowly, looking over your shoulder at Harry.
He stood behind you, watching as the ends of your scarf caught the wind, watching the tail of your coat fly up at the wind caught underneath. A smile was laced on his lips as he watched you, giggling and laughing, your hair brushing over your shoulder as you whisked along the ice rink.
"You are. You look like a proper ice-skater. You could definitely go for gold" He laughed, as you turned around slowly, your legs tensing as you looked at him. "We could definitely go for gold in the pairs. What do yah say?" He asked, as you giggled.
"Good idea. Where do we sign up?" You asked, as he skated up to you, nudging you softly. "I'll race you! First one to the other side" You grinned, rubbing your gloved hands together. You looked up at Harry, a smirk on his lips as he took hold of the side, his gloved hand curling around the barrier.
"You're on!" He shouted, as he watched you get into position. "I'll take it easy on you. Don't worry" He grinned, poking his tongue out. "Whatever happens, I love you!" He grinned, as he started to skate off.
"Hey! You cheat!" You cried, following him slowly, moving your feet against the ice underneath your skates. "I hate you, Styles! You don't play fairly!" You squealed, as you caught up, grabbing his hand, pulling him back.
As you pulled him back, his feet buckled underneath him, and he fell to the ground, pulling you down as well. He sat up, brushing the ice from his arms, rubbing his elbow soothingly. He picked his beanie up, a chuckle leaving his lips. "Shit, baby... You're dangerous" He laughed, as he looked down at you, your face turned away from him. "Baby?" He asked, as he rolled your body over, the hair falling from your face.
"Hey, hey... What's hurting?" He asked, as he noticed the tears on your cheeks, your face pained and contorted, features scrunched. "Hey, come here.." He whispered, opening his arms, as you sat up between his legs, resting your forehead on his shoulder. "Are you okay? What hurting?" Harry asked, as he ran his fingers through your hair.
"I hit my head..." You sobbed into his coat, your tears soaking into the black material. "It hurts.." You whispered, looking up at him, a worried look expressed on his face. He ducked his head down, placing his lips to your head, nuzzling his nose between the strands of hair on your head.
"I'm sorry..." You whispered, as he looked down at your, pulling your head away from his shoulder.
"Don't be. Baby, it's okay. Let's just.. Let's go, and have a warm hot chocolate? Go sit in the coffee shop down the road, yeah?" He asked, as you nodded, going to wipe your eyes. "You're alright, darlin'... Don't worry" He smiled, as he stood himself up, steadily. He held his hands out, removing his gloves, and placing them between his teeth, taking your hands tightly.
He pulled you up from the ice, leading you across the ice-rink, to the benches by the counter. "Harry?" You whispered, watching him bend over to untie his skates. "Harry?" You asked, a little louder, as he lifted his head up.
"What's wrong, baby?" He asked, as you giggled softly. "What's so funny, baby?" He asked, as he pulled one of his skates off, placing his socked foot on the floor. He looked down at you, confused, as you giggled more.
"You don't feel anything?" You asked, as he raised an eyebrow, reaching to hold your forehead. "I'm fine.. Just turn around, babe" You giggled, as he slowly moved around, his back facing you. You brushed your hands on his trousers, removing the ice scattered along his bum.
"Hey! Stop that. We're in public!" He cried, as he tapped your hands away, turning around and smirking. "I'm kidding. Thank you, baby" He smiled, as he slid his other skate off, sitting beside you.
"You feeling okay, now?" He asked, as he leaned down to untie your skates, pulling them off slowly. "We'll have a cuddle later. An apology for bringing you down" He chuckled, kissing your head softly.
"Sounds perfect"