Harry Styles Imagines

#15 He's Back Home

'Missing someone is your heart's way of reminding you, you love them.' Nearly sixty days without Harry made you realize how true that statement was. It wasn't just one thing, it was everything. His smile, his laugh, his hugs, his kisses; the list goes on.

Crimson is what it was. Painful. There was a special place for him within you, but it was vacant.

It even started to show in your persona. People would ask time and time again what was wrong, but you'd simply wave them off. It was beyond words' capability to explain such a feeling. If only they could take a glimpse inside your heart, would they truly understand.

"Are you asleep, baby?" A deep voice questions.
You quickly open your eyes. You'd been too caught up in your own whirlpool of thoughts that you'd dozed off. But it was him. A strong feeling of relief instantly washes over your body, all previous sadness fading. Two seconds is all it took for him to make you the happiest girl in the universe.

He was your sun, moon and stars.
An excited smile spreads across your face. "Oh my goodness, Harry," is all you say, surprised being an understatement.

Harry sets his stuff down before sitting down on the couch beside you. You immediately wrap your arms around him and burry your face into the crook of his neck. It felt so darn good to hold him again, to smell him. Gladly, he returns your hug.

"Looks like somebody missed me a lot, huh? He asks.

"Well, of course I missed you a lot. It's so quite and boring without you here. Phone calls and video chats aren't enough," you tell him, pulling away.

For a few seconds he looks at you with a smile. "I missed, Y/N." The truth in his voice was very evident. "Much more than you think."

After he says that you lean into his warm chest. "I'm just glad you're back," you say as he puts an arm around you. "I freaking hate it when you're gone," you admit.

He lets out a small sigh. "I know, I'm sorry. But at least I'm all yours for now." He places a soft kiss on the top of your head. "I'm not going anywhere anytime soon, baby girl," he assures you.

"Promise me?"

"I promise you, Y/N." He kisses you again.

"Are you sure?"

"Very," he says.

"Ok."

A few moments pass before he speaks again. "Do you know where the best place on Earth is?"

"Where," you ask, looking up into his memorizing green eyes.

"Home. With you."

For the rest of the afternoon the two of you continue cuddling and telling each other what you did during the time you were apart.

Sixty days was no match for the love you guys had for each other. It was stronger than ever before.

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