Harry Styles Imagines and Preferences Book Two

Valentines

His figure danced around the stage, and from where you were stood in the crowd, you could make out his cheesy grin as he pranced about, having the time of his life. That was something that you, and everybody else, adored about him. No matter how many people were around him, he was still able to have the time of his life. And he was still able to give you butterflies in your tummy. Even during a concert, he was still able to do so. His little gestures towards you as he noticed you stood with Eleanor, Sophia, and on some occasions, Perrie as well. His hand would raise to his lips, as , his eyes lighting as you mocked his actions, sending a kiss back to him. You loved his little faces he'd pull to make you giggle, and he enjoyed picking you out and embarrassing you in front of everyone in the arena.

And you couldn't say you hated it... Because there was no way in hell you did. He was one of a kind, and you were thankful for that. Not everyone was so carefree and funny as your boyfriend was.

He waltzed down the catwalk of the stage, a huge grin on his lips as he approached the edge. His back hunched over as he looked down at you, wedged between Eleanor and Sophia. The microphone was pressed to his lips, his other hand going up to his ear to fiddle about with his in-ear piece which was loosening in it's place.

"Now... We all know what day it is today, don't we?" Harry started, his voice loud and clear voicing out across the stadium. He threw a wink at you, before he turned his back, walking to the right hand side of the middle stage. "And, we all know its a special day for those in a relationship" He smirked, as he looked over the crowd on the floor, screams filling the venue. "Now... Myself, Louis, Liam and Zayn are lucky to have such incredible ladies in our lives, and we couldn't even ask for better. This may be a little hard on our poor old Zayn here, since his missus can't be with us unfortunately. But..." Harry stopped, holding his finger up to the girls in the audience.

"Come on, Harold... We have a show to put on, yeah?" Liam called into his microphone, your eyes looking directly down the catwalk to see him sat on the beam going through the middle.

"If you'll let me finish, Liam.." Harry grinned, as he turned back around to face the three of you. "My lovely girlfriend here, has just landed here a few hours ago, and I couldn't be more grateful of that. She knows life is hard, and she knows that this is hard on not on her, but for me as well. And to have her fly out to spend some time with me, is truely incredible. And anyone with a other half will understand how I'm feeling... When I say, that I would do anything for her" Harry smiled, as he watched your thumbs swipe under your eyes, catching the tears as they fell down your cheeks.

"I love you, Harry!" You shouted, over the top of the screaming and wild cheers from the audience. His head nodded towards you, a soft smile on his lips as he winked at you, watching you grin back at him.

"Now... What better song to go into, than Illusion!" Harry cried out, as he swirled in a circle, making his way back to the where the boys were standing, the opening chords for Illusion beginning to play throughout the stadium.

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"I never expected such sweet romance to leave your lips, ya'know?" You grinned from one side of the hotel bathtub, your foot lodged between his hands as he kneaded his fingers against the soreness of your soles. He chuckled lightly, sending a pouted kiss your way as he danced his fingers over the skin of your ankle.

"Well.. I figured it's Valentines Day and all, and I hadn't seen you for long before the show, since the girls took you away from me" He pouted, as you rested a palm on his shin underneath the water. "Besides, I just wanted to express some love towards my girlfriend. Is that a crime?" He winked, as you shook your head, a giggle leaving your lips, filling the bathroom.

He was a typical romantic when it came to Valentines Day, but you couldn't complain. He was the first boy to even acknowledge you properly, and he was the first boy to even want to stick around. He was special, and he was sweet, and kind, and he took nothing for granted. And that's what you loved about him.

"Well... Thank you, H. I was planning a whole big speech thing as well, but I don't have the crowd to cheer along with me" You giggled, as he dropped your foot into the water. He raised his arms above the water level, and rested his forearms against the sides of the tub.

"Hey.. Mock me all you want. I thought it was good, and sweet, and romantic. So, shush. Besides, I wanted to give you something special. I didn't want to do the typical 'make-love on Valentines Day' stuff, I wanted to be different... I mean, we can still make-love if you really want too... I just-"

"Harry, shut up. Your rambling is cute, but seriously. Shut up" You smiled, pressing a finger to his lips, his voice stopping and his lips pursing. "Now... I want to tell you some things. And I don't want you to interrupt, okay?" You smiled, as you pulled yourself closer to his body. The warmth from the water, and the warmth from his body heating you up to full potential.

"You, Harry, have been the best thing to happen to me. When we met, back at school, I had a feeling something was going to come out of it. I felt like we had the connection not many people get when they meet new people. When you followed me around school, trying to get a peek into my social life, I just knew me and you had to be friends" You smiled, tapping his bare chest softly. "When my friends got jealous because we were talking so much, and they decided that they wanted nothing to do with me... You were the first person I came too, do you remember that?" You smiled, as he nodded. A smile on his lips.

"You came to my house, and knocked on my front door. My mum thought you were my girlfriend" He laughed, as you threw him a nod, your eyes closing.

"That night we spent hugging and you wiped my tears away, and from then, we became best friends. And I don't regret it one little bit. You were the first person I wanted to see. I didn't even speak to my parents, when they asked me where I was going. I just left, and walked to yours" You whispered, as you felt his arms snake around your waist, his palms flat out on the small of your back.

"I was glad, though. You were literally the only girl I spoke too, and boys would give me that weird look, as if to say 'hanging around with a girl' was a bad thing. You felt different though, and as weird as it may sound, I didn't need a lad best mate, I needed someone like you to be there. A lad best mate couldn't hug me like you do when I went through my first heartbreak. A lad best mate wouldn't have helped me pick the right suit for Prom. A lad best mate wouldn't have the sweetest touch that you have. I just needed you, and I was happy" Harry whispered, as your cupped his cheeks in your hand.

"You, mister Styles, have been the best thing to happen to me. And I love you, so much. You never, ever forget that. You're my best friend, my boyfriend and my soul-mate. I can tell you now" You smiled, as you brought your face to his. His warm breath fanning your face. "I love you with every inch of me, and I would do literally anything to keep you happy, and safe, and well.." You added, as he nudged his nose against yours.

"Well... You took the words right from my mouth. You, my love, are the one I wish to spend my life with. You are the one I'm going to marry, and have a cracking honeymoon with. You are going to be the one I can make-love to everyday, and you're going to be the one to carry our child and give birth to a beautiful baby we made" He smiled, as you pushed some stray hairs from his forehead, ones that were falling from his up-do bun. "I'm willing to do everything in my power to make sure we get our happy ending" He whispered, as his brushed his thumbs under your eyes, collecting the tears welling up behind the bottom eyelid.

"I love you, Harry" You wavered, your lip quivering as you felt his warm lips grace yours in a sweet, passionate kiss. One that had been building up, since the moment you'd arrived in Australia that afternoon.

"Happy Valentines day, my sweetheart" He whispered, as he held you tightly to his chest, the sound of his beating heart lulling you both into a comfortable and complete silence.

"Happy Valentines day, H.."