Harry Styles imagines

34 - Lake

^ Giddy Hazza <3

I cover my face with my hands, laughing so hard into them, I'm close to tears. I peek through my fingers at Harry across the room, his head on the desk, laughing also.

"Miss Y/S/N, care to explain what you find so funny?" The annoying substitute teacher interrupts, smacking his hand hard against my desk which stops my laughter immediately.

I look up at him as he glares at me over his glasses which are way too big for his face. I put my hand over my mouth, stopping more laughs which are threatening to burst out. "Just an inside joke sir..." I say, my throat scratchy from trying to hold back my laughter.

"Get on with the work." He rolls his eyes, walking away from my desk. I put my head on the desk, laughing to myself at the face Harry gave me earlier which still has me in stitches.

I slide my phone from my bag under the desk, hiding it as I send Harry a quick text.

To: Hazza ;)
I'll get you back Mr.Styles, don't worry :))

I look up, tucking a piece of my hair behind my ear whilst looking over to where Harry sits. He has his head down, making it very much obvious he's on his phone.

From: Hazza ;)
Sure you will girly :p

I laugh even at his text, I'm in such a damn good mood.

When class is over I meet Harry, slapping him in the arm as a greeting. "What was that for?" He chuckles, rubbing his arm where I barely tapped it.

"For making me almost die of laughter!" I say, pulling him closer to me by his blue shirt before I bury my face in his chest and simply laugh some more.

Harry rubs up and down my back, his other arm around the back of my neck as my arms snake around his torso, squeezing him tightly. "I love when you're like this" he beams as I pull away from his warm body.

"Like what?" I ask confused as we begin to walk to lunch.

"In a giddy mood where you find almost anything hilarious, makes me love you even more."

"Harry" I whine, pushing him in the arm.

"Yes baby?" He grins.

"You know I don't take compliments well!" I hide my face in my hands for the second time today because of this boy, careful of where I'm walking of course.

Harry laughs, draping an arm around the back of my shoulders. "I know, that's why I give your them so often, I get to see you blush."

I shake my head, my hands on my heated cheeks as he stops in the middle of the hallway. He puts his hands over mine, bringing me in closer until I feel his soft lips pressed to mine. I smile, my hands moving to the back of his neck whilst he holds my waist, enjoying every moment.

After lunch, I dread having to spend all afternoon in classes with Harry again. It's the only day on my timetable where I'm in every lesson with him. Unfortunately, this one day happens to be a Friday, which is usually when I'm in one of my giddy moods as he mentioned earlier.

I was right to assume I would end up in detention, I somehow always do in afternoon classes with him, I laugh way too much.

"I hate you! How do I always get seen laughing?!" I complain as Harry's hand locks with mine, the second we leave the classroom after having Biology final period.

He chuckles, leaning in to kiss my hair. "Because you snort when you laugh," he says, a smirk covering his baby face, his green eyes lit up.

"I do not!" I protest, frowning at him.