Harry Styles Imagines

[03] Cuddles.

I've felt quite lonely all day, not having my boyfriend around for comfort, not being able to laugh until my stomach hurt. He's been working hard at the studio, not having much time to reply to any messages.

It's getting late, I decide to watch a tv show to pass time until he comes home, I decide on 'Friends'. I know every episode off by heart but it's one of my favourites.

I grab a few snacks, making my way to my seat so I can enjoy my surroundings. I chuckle along at the comments made on the show.

I take a sip of my drink, startled by a sudden buzz coming from my phone. I feel the vibration on my thigh as the screen lit up.

Harry: Everything okay? I'll be home soon X

I smile at the thought of seeing him again, I reply back, setting my phone onto the coffee table in front of me knowing that my mind could rest.

An hour went by and I could feel myself falling asleep, my eyes slowly start to close letting my full-body fall into a deep slumber.

I could hear someone twisting the doorknob as I slowly opened my stubborn eyes. I awoke from my sleep, the lights from the tv shocking my sight. The door eventually opens hearing a manly sigh coming from behind me. My eyes shut again still feeling tired but my senses can feel his proximity.

I feel a soft blanket being put across me and the feeling of another body lying next to me.

"Hi baby, I'm home," he kisses me on the forehead. I bury my head into his chest, smiling against it. I breathe in his scent and feel comfortable again.

"Hey," I say sleepily, he pulls me closer, snaking his arm around my waist.