Harry Styles Imagines

Your birthday.

(2018 Harry)

Today is your birthday and you're really excited. You're turning 22 and you're just so grateful to be spending your day with Harry, your boyfriend of now just over two years.

10:12am
•Harry's house•

You wake up to the feeling of wet kisses being trailed along your back. You smile and place your hand over Harry's. You turn over, still not opening your eyes and cuddle into Harry's chest. He wraps his arms around you and kisses your head.

'Morning princess' he says, making you smile even more. You open your eyes and rub them. You look up at him and kiss his cheek.

'Happy birthday kitten' he says, smirking. You giggle and kiss his nose.

'Thank you hazza' you say, resting your head back onto his chest. He clears his throat and strokes your back.

'Now. Stay where you are. I'm making you breakfast in bed' he says, getting out of bed, making you pout.

'Harryyy, you don't have to darling I-' he cuts you off.

'No, kitten. I insist. This is your special day!' He says, kissing your forehead. You giggle and bring the covers up to your face.

'Alright Harry, thank you honey' you reply, making him smile, showing his dimples.

10 minutes later

'Here you are love!' Harry says, whilst putting the tray on your lap. You smile and kiss his cheek.

'Thank you, babe. But you really didn't have to-' he cuts you off by putting his finger up to your lips.

'I know darling, but I wanted to' he says, smiling. You giggle and take a sip of your orange juice.

'Once you're finished, meet me in the hallway...' he looks at you with a wide grin waiting for you to catch on. You roll your eyes playfully and giggle.

'Why not from the dining table?' You question, trying to hold in your laugh. He shakes his head and laughs.

'I love you. You're the only one who laughs at my puns and jokes, even when they're not funny' he says, smiling at you. You smile and tuck a strand of hair behind your ear.

'I love you Harry. I'll come downstairs once I've finished' you say, smiling. He nods and blows you a kiss, walking out of the room.

10 minutes later

After finishing your breakfast and brushing your teeth, you walk downstairs with your empty plate and tray and set it down on the breakfast bar. You walk into the living room to find Harry sitting down, legs crossed in front of 5 presents, all wrapped up perfectly. You put your hand over your heart and smile at him.

'Harry...this is too much. You're so good to me' you say, sitting down in front of him. He giggles and kisses your cheek.

'Only the best for my angel' he says, taking your hand and stroking it. You smile.

'Your only angel' you say, making him look up at you with a mischievous grin.

'My my my my only angel' he sings. You giggle and kiss his cheek. He smiles, let's go of your hand and reaches for a small box behind him. He hands it to you and grins.