Harry Styles imagines + preferences

Not so lonely winter {smut}

Winter.. a silk blanket covering over the trees, pathway and house. The ghastly wind had come and went, leaving a terrible calmness.

Harry's family said there final goodbyes this morning, making their way back home.

'I'll see you soon, love. Take care' Anne whispered, giving you the warmest hug.

She kissed over Ana's little head before looking up at her son with teary eyes.

'and you.. handsome, don't forget to take care of yourself too' she told him sternly but smiled, placing a kiss to his cheek, hugging him tightly.

He wrapped his arms around her, smiling too.

'and you take care Mum. Always' he reminded her.

She had nurtured him without a proper father figure. Well.. until she met the love of her life, Dez. He saw how happy he made her, hoping to feel that way too someday. Maybe by a miracle he found you. Or as he would call it luck.

Gemma gave you a goodbye hug. Also cooing at Ana who looked up at her with curious eyes.

'Text me when you get home safe' you told her.

'Will do.. and please don't let him eat all the chocolates. It's a habit of his' she teased.

You laughed, looking at Harry who had a pout on his face.

'S'not true' he huffed, crossing his arms.

She then hugged him, ruffling his curls slightly. With another huff he took a step back. Arms still crossed together.

'Jeez little brother, I'm just kidding' she defended, rolling her eyes at him.

He finally gave her the warmest hug.

'Take care little brother' she whispered, hugging him back.

Harry places Ana in her winter snowsuit with daisies adorning it, mittens and beanie before placing her in the baby carrier.

'Cozy in there, angel?' He coos, staring at his angel who looks at him with curious eyes.

It's Boxing day, calm and serene. There's a little sun but plenty of snow.

You tie your shoes on before placing Harry's Barbour jacket on and wrapping a knitted scarf with daisies also adorning it over your head.

'Come on, love' he ushers you both out the door.

It's chilly but you snuggle into his side as he wraps an arm around you in an attempt to keep you warm.

'Thank you' you whisper, kissing the corner of his lips.

Harry takes the opportunity to steal a kiss, turning his head fully so his lips gently brushes against yours.

It had been an emotional Christmas for you, a reminder that you didn't have family to celebrate Christmas with. Only your little angel, Harry and his family who were so supportive and caring.

You remember your first Christmas with him and his family. He had the biggest smile on his face. It brought you to overwhelming tears, knowing that you couldn't have that childhood feeling anymore.

'We can leave.. if you want. Promise Anne won't be mad' he suggested but you shook your head.

'Just give me a minute' you told him.

He ushered you upstairs to his old bedroom, cuddling under the sheets as you cried into his shirt.

'Miss them' you said through staggered tears.