Harry Styles Imagines and Preferences

Cheeky

Harry pulled out your chair for you as you walked downstairs and into the dining room to eat the amazing breakfast Harry made for you.

You smiled and sat down, the amazing smell of eggs, waffles and sausage filled your nostrils.

Harry left to the kitchen and soon came back with syrup in his hand, lifting the lid so the syrup could fall and soak into the waffles.

He suddenly stopped pouring the syrup and looked at you.

"Oh my god...." he gasped.

"What?" You asked.

"Baby....don't move....not a single inch...." Harry instructed, placing the syrup bottle down slowly on the table.

"Harry.....what is it?" You asked, curiously.

You were shaking as Harry stared at your face.

Panic filled your body as you thought of what was going on.

Was there a bug?

"Harry seriously what is it?" You asked again.

"Stop moving....lemme get it....." he breathed out.

You took a deep breath, trying not to move your body as Harry came closer to your face, ready to remove whatever the hell it was.

And suddenly....

He took you by surprise when he pecked your lips and walked off.

Huh?

"Harry get it off!" You groaned.

"Get what off?" Harry asked innocently.

"The bug...the thing...whatever's on my face...get it!!" You rambled.

"I already did......" he smiled, blowing you a kiss.

Really?

The kiss....

"Are you kidding me right now?" You asked irritated as you realized Harry was only messing with you.

"Sorry love but that's what you get for not giving me my usual good morning kiss. Now walk your cute little bum back into the dining room and eat up" Harry said.

You rolled your eyes but laughed as you walked back to go eat your food.

Cheeky.