Harry Styles Imagines

•Pee and pregnancy•

Honestly I love this title.

NOT MINE. I DID NOT WRITE THIS, I GIVE MYSELF NO CREDIT. IF YOU KNOW THAT THE WRITER DOESN'T LIKE OTHERS REPOSTING HER IMAGINES THEN TELL ME SO I CAN REMOVE IT.

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http://easyasreallydifficultpie.tumblr.com/post/100457221863/god-help-her-a-harry-styles-imagine

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You and Harry were frequent shower sharers because, well, you liked to seize every opportunity you could to be naked in front of each other. They weren't always sexy showers, albeit for the most part they were, but sometimes that was the only free time you each had in a day to catch up. However, the number of catch up and sexy time showers was going to decrease soon and you both couldn't be happier about that.

You watched the small smile creep on his face as he took a moment to lather his hands in your body wash then lightly rub your ever growing, five month old bump.

"You're getting so big now," he gushed.

"For your sake, I sincerely hope you're talking to the baby."

He chuckled and quirked an eyebrow at you as the circles his hands were making along your tummy began moving upward.

"I was talking to the baby, yes. But I was also talking to these beauts-"

"Ow," you hissed and slapped his hands away once they began to knead your breasts.

He huffed and threw his hands in the air, water droplets flying all over the place. "Do you know how torturous it is having to watch your boobs get bigger but them being too sensitive for me to fully appreciate? It's cruel."

"Aw, your life must be so hard," you mocked, switching places with Harry so you could step under the spray of water.

"Not my life, my penis," he corrected.

You giggled as he closed the distance between you and pulled you in for a deep kiss. He cupped your cheek with one hand and your hip with the other as he pressed himself against you. You moaned hungrily into his mouth as you tugged at the damp locks at the base of his neck.

It was all very hot and sexy until you suddenly broke the kiss and with a scrunched nose said, "I have to pee."

He blinked. "...And just like that my penis is soft again," he stated and then took a step back and stared determinedly at the ceiling. "Alright. Do it quick."

"I can't do it if I think you're watching!"

"Trust me, I'm doing anything but watching. I'm reminiscing on the good days when we weren't this comfortable with each other and-Oh God I felt the water get warmer!"

"I haven't even gone yet," you said with a roll of your eyes. "Tosser."

He sighed and clamped a hand over his eyes but you could still see the grimace on his face. You felt the pressure build in your bladder and just as you were about to go, Harry said, "Did you do it now?"

"No!" you huffed. "You're making me anxious!"

"I'm making you anxious?!" he said with a scoff as he parted his fingers to send you a look before closing them again.

You glared at him and once you knew he couldn't see you anymore, you cupped your hands under the water and splashed it against his leg.

"There. I did it," you said calmly as he yelped in horror and jumped backward.

"Really?!"

"No!" you snapped and crossed your arms as you pouted. "You're being mean to my bladder."