Written from this request: How about an imagine where harry gets jealous but it ends all cuddly and sweet? I dunno just cute and jealous harry makes me feel all sorts of things hahahaha
Thank you for requesting, i enjoyed writing this one! Cuddly Harry is also one of my favorite things to write about so i was really excited about this one!
Harry watched from behind his glass as the man sitting beside you got just a little bit too close. He watched as he laughed at your jokes a little too loud and watched your lips move when you talked slightly too much. Jake, he remembered, what kind of name is that?! It’s the name of every bully in every teen movie ever made, it’s the name of every life guard who spray tanned their abs too much at every crowded beach, it’s the name of the killer in every single horror movie Harry had ever seen. And right now, it was the name of the guy who’s hand was getting much too close to your thigh. Harry was trying not to make it obvious that his blood was boiling, or that the hair on the back of his neck was standing straight up, or that the words he was thinking of calling Jake were too explicit for the dictionary. He was slightly hurt you were not doing anything about the situation and if it wasn’t for you sitting across the table he probably would have punched Jake square in the face.
Harry’s normally warm eyes were holding an intense gaze that could kill in your direction. Although it wasn’t directed to you, you could feel the heat coming off of the look he was giving, So you were not surprised when he said he wasn’t feeling well and excused you two from the dinner.
Harry walked faster than normal to the car, you noticed the veins in his hands were more prominent than usual, the tight fist he was making causing his knuckles to go white. You wanted to catch up to him and ask what was wrong but you decided to let him cool down first. You cursed yourself for wearing such uncomfortable heals, you guessed you couldn’t walk must faster in them anyway.
Harry’s jet black suit disappeared into the car as you reached for the door handle. Sliding into the car you felt the air in the car turn on and the engine rumble to life. You had no idea that air could possibly be this suffocating, you blamed it on the fact that Harry’s gaze was focused on the road instead of taking occasional glances at you and the grip he had on the steering wheel made you feel bad for it.
After about 15 minutes of dead silence you pulled up to your house. Before you could unbuckle your seat belt Harry was out of the car and slamming the door shut. You decided to take the opportunity to gather your thoughts and decide what to say to him. Do you bring it up? Do you let him come to you? Do you get angry he has been ignoring you? With a huff you got out of the car and walked through the already unlocked door. You locked the door behind you made your way upstairs, cracking you and Harry’s bedroom door open. You saw him laying on his side scrolling through his phone. You decided against bringing the awkward car ride up now and thought it would be best to get ready for bed. You walked to the dresser, got one one of Harry’s shirts out (the Rolling Stones one) and walked to the bathroom.
After you were done changing you sat on your side of the bed and stared at Harry’s back. You were getting very impatient and decided to speak up.
“Harry?” You asked, your voice came out far more shaky than you had planed, “Did i do something?”
In response you heard harry scoff, his back still facing you.
“Harry,” You tried again,”I really don’t know what i did, please turn around.”
“Maybe call Jake, i’m sure he’ll talk to you.” Harry grumbled.
“What?! Jake? Who the hell is Jake?”
Harry than turned to face you, “Jake! The guy you were all over at dinner!”
“Seriously Harry? I don’t even know who Jake is!”
“The guy sitting next to you, Y/n! The only guy at the whole table you were flirting with!”
“Harry, you are seriously over reacting! I wasn’t all over anyone at dinner. In fact, i was watching you the whole time trying to make sure you weren’t going to explode!”
“Yes Harry, but for some reason you can’t understand that i am only ever looking at you.”
You turned around and turned off the light, causing the only light source to be the dull brightness of the TV. You plopped down on the bed and closed your eyes, scooting as far away from Harry as you could. Harry began to feel bad, he hadn’t meant to ever accuse you, let alone make you upset. He was just really, really jealous.
He made his way over to you and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer.
Harry spoke in a calm tone, “I’m really sorry, love, i was just-”
“Jealous.” You whispered, finishing his sentence for him.
“Not jealous just- okay yes i was jealous.”
“It’s alright, at least you care,” You giggled, “I swear i thought lasers may shoot from your eyes at dinner.
“Yeah i guess i over reacted a bit.”
“Just know i will always be yours.” You snuggled into him a little bit more.
“Mine? That sounds nice.”
And with that you two drifted off to sleep. The night ending in your favor since Harry forgot to ask to be the little spoon and you were quite enjoying being wrapped in his arms.
Thank you for reading! Please excuse any typos or mistakes as i wrote this in a short period of time since so I was so excited about this request. Don’t forget my requests are open and i have a short post on my blog explaining it. I hope you enjoyed my story!