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I m a g i n e : Staying up late with Harry and trying to help as he struggles & stresses to come up with lyrics for a song..

Word Count : 1243

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you rolled around in bed, unable to become comfortable for some reason.

your eyes fluttered open as you drifted awake, finding that the entire room was dark.

you yawned as you rolled to your side, expecting to be met with harry's chest to snuggle into, but was met with the cold sheets of where he once laid.

you sat up in bed, realizing that that's why you woke up—because harry wasn't there snuggling with you.

you rolled over to check your phone with the lock screen of you hugging harry as he kissed your cheek, and the time read 1:30 a.m.

it was the middle of the night, so you didn't know where he was until you saw a faint light in the hallway outside your room.

it was coming from the living room.

you groaned as you got up from bed, your feet meeting the bare wood floor as you made your way to the living room of your one floor new york apartment that you shared with harry.

you rubbed your eyes as you walked into the living room, seeing harry sitting on the couch using the coffee table as a desk with his lyric journal in front of him.

his hands were buried in his hair he held his head in his hands, obviously stressed out of his mind.

this happened often, where harry would become stumped on putting his feelings into genuine and passionate words to be used as lyrics.

"babe.." you whispered softly, making your way around the couch, "it's the middle of the night, come back to bed."

you took a seat next to him on the couch, placing a hand on his shirtless back as he hunched over with his hands still fisted in his hair.

"i can't..not until i figure out at least a couple lyrics for this song."
he mumbled, releasing his hair to lean back into the couch with a huff.

his eyes stared at the ceiling above him, a thin glaze over them as if he were deep in thought.

"i'm just..so worried about what others think of my lyrics, that i can't even focus on my own thoughts."
he mumbled, his eyes still trained on the ceiling above before he let them drift down to lock gazes with yours.

"like, what if the album doesn't do well? what if my career crashes, a-and i can't provide for you, for us, or our future family, a-and—.."

harry began rambling all of his fears and anxious thoughts, before you leaned in close to him to place a hand gently on his cheek.
"harry..breathe."

you smiled softly, watching as your frantic fiancé found a regular breathing pattern again.

you always knew how to do that.

you always knew how to calm him down, and harry was so grateful for that.

if it weren't for you, harry's thoughts would consume him entirely.

he reached his hand to hold it against where your hand was rested against his cheek, feeling him place a soft kiss to your palm as he stared intently into your eyes.

he was still wound up tight.

you needed to help him relax enough to be able think clearly.

"i know what you need."
you declared, a beaming smile on your face as you thought of your idea.

you loved doing this.

harry hummed, giving you an intrigued look.

"you need a car wash."
you stated simply, backing away from harry on the couch to give him room to lay down along the couch.
"lay down."

"baby, i can't right now."
harry smiled at your enthusiasm, but he tried to maintain was little ideas he had left.

"harry, just lay down."
you stated again, gesturing to the couch.

"baby," harry chuckled at how cutely determined you were. "baby, i don't have time."

deep down, of course harry wanted a car wash.

he loved it when you did that, because for one, it was adorable, and two, it actually really helped him relax and focus.

"harry, now."
you stated simply, without force but more persistent.

and it was then that harry finally gave in with a 'defeated' sigh, and laid down length wise on the couch.

you smiled contently, walking back towards harry and swinging your legs around his hips to straddle him before leaning your face closer to harry's.

you allowed your hair to pour out from the sides of your face, and as your face hovered above harry's, your hair spilled around his too.

slowly, you dragged your hair side to side across harry's face, creating the effect of those car wash brushes that twirl around your car when getting it washed.

then, you held your head still so that your hair paused as well.
it created this tunnel effect of your h/c hair, allowing harry to see you, and only you.

his eyes looked up to study your face and pure beauty.

he took a deep breath to relax himself.

his eyes roamed to and from every minuet detail of your flawless face.

from your rosy cheeks, to your pinkish lips, to your cute nose, and your eyelashes.

to harry, you were perfect in every sense of the word.

but it was your eyes that harry found the best sense of calmness he could ever find.
it was in your eyes that harry found himself regaining composure.

harry took several deep breaths to calm himself down, seeing a smile appear on your face at your tactic's success.

"i'm just..worried. about the album, and how if it fails, what does that mean about the future? about us?"
harry allowed himself to express his worries to you, and you found them to be his usual worries about an album.

harry was always worried about the album's success, and how if it didn't succeed, then for some impossible reason, he might lose you.

"harry.." you whispered through the tunnel you created with your hair, feeling harry's soft breaths echo back to you.
"you don't need to worry about us. we'll always be here for each other."

you paused, a small reassuring smile appearing on your lips, "we'll be alright.."

you finished, hoping that this truth would put harry at better ease.

and it did.

he trusted and loved you so dearly and knew that with you, he could achieve anything.

"i love you.."
he whispered with a smile, his warm words floating up to you through your car wash hair tunnel.
he reached a hand to cup your cheek softly, stroking your jawline as he realized just how lucky he was to have you in his life.

"i love you too.."
you whispered back before harry cupped your cheek to guide your lips down to meet his—capturing you in a soft, tender kiss.

he realized that, with you, everything would be alright.

as long as he had you : his fiancée whom he loved more than words.

you both would be alright.

..he had found his next lyric.

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a/n :

if you didn't catch the reference, the car wash idea was inspired by the movie Villains with Bill Skarsgård ;))

ANYWAYS, okay, this was pretty cute tho.. <3

i've already gotten a couple of imagine requests for this book, so i'm working on those ;)

there is much more to come, so please feel free to send in requests !

thank you so much for reading!
stay tuned!

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