Harry Styles Imagines and Preferences

Pillowtalk

"Babe.....Babe....hello...." You heard a voice whisper into your ear.

You groaned loudly.

"Harry, go to sleep" you begged.

"But I can't....let's just stay up and...talk" Harry suggested.

"Talk about what Harold? It's nearly four in the morning."

"I don't know...let's...play a game."

You hopped up and turned around so you were facing Harry.

"Let's play the Y/ N has to go to work tomorrow morning so shut the hell up so she could get some sleep game" you smiled brightly.

Harry frowned.

"Sounds pretty boring to me" he muttered.

You rolled your eyes and laid back down.

A few minutes went by with peace and quiet but suddenly Harry started playing with your hair, taking lengths between his large fingers and braiding them.

"Um...can you not do this right now?" You asked.

"But I'm bored" he whined.

"Then talk to your pillow, head ass" you groaned.

Harry gasped at your choice of words.

"Rude" you heard him whisper.

He suddenly started shifting around in the bed, annoyingly.

You turned over a bit to see he grabbed his pillow and placed it in front of him.

He turned and looked at you questionably.

"What? You want me to talk to my pillow. Then fine. I will dammit" he cursed.

You chuckled.

Something about Harry cursing....

You could never take him serious when he did.

"So pillow...let's talk" he started. "Let's talk some pillow."

Oh god.

"So my girlfriend is being rude to me. She won't stay up with me and cuddle but she just wants to go to sleep. I just want to have some fun, you know? Piss off the neighbors....show my reckless behavior. What better way is there to spend my Tuesday night? But nope. Y/N just wants to sleep and call me head ass all day. Which is awfully rude. But of course I don't say anything rude back. And you know why? Because I love her. I love this girl so much and I don't think he sees it. She just doesn't see how much I love her, and how am I suppose to show her I do when I can't even cuddle her. Li-"

"Harry" you interrupted.

He stopped talking.

"Kiss me" you smiled.

"Happily" he winked, pressing his lips to yours.

You pulled away and laid back down onto your pillow

"Now relax and go to sleep. You can talk to your pillow tomorrow" you said.

He chuckled and placed his pillow behind his head.

"You're right" he laughed. "Goodnight Zayn."

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