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You Do His Makeup

-requested-

Prompt- could you write one where your boreed or something and you do nialls makeup but like glam girly makeup and he doenst want you to do it but you do it anyway and hes grumpy through out it, id think that will be cute.

~1422 words

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“Please baby.” You whined to your boyfriend for the hundredth time. “We can take it off right away.”

Niall groaned and ran his large hand through his soft hair, “(Y/N), babe, the guys will be over soon to watch the game and i really don’t want them coming in when you’re putting all that goop on my face.”

“I promise i’ll take it off right away. Please? I sat here all day watching golf, can i just do it this once?” You cuddled closer to him and gave him your best pleading eyes making him sigh, “Fine. But it better all be off my face by the time they get here.”

Squealing like an excited school girl and got off the sofa and went to gather your makeup. Niall watched you leave the room , he knew he was wrapped around your finger and that no matter how much of a fight he put up it would have happened anyway. He eternally cursed his decision to allow you to do this when you came back with your arms full of palettes, brushes and sparkles galore. “Alright, let’s get started.” You smiled as you sat back on the couch spreading all your stuff out on the coffee table.

Niall turned on the couch cushion so that his arm was resting on the back of the sofa, one leg bent and resting on the cushion between the two of you while the other one rested to the floor. “Good thing you shaved this morning.” You commented as you grabbed the foundation and beauty blender.

“Yeah, now i’m gonna be looking even more like a girl.” He closed his eyes as you worked the foundation into his soft skin, you would have made him wash his face and put on primer but you didn’t want to push it and he wouldn’t have it on for long anyway. “How do you have this on your skin all day everyday.” He asked as he scrunched his cute face when you put the foundation on his nose.

“You get used to it.” You giggled. “Alright let’s go on to eyes.” Niall watched as you grabbed your morphe palette and opened it, he never seen so many shades.

“Why do you have thousands of eye shadow things when this has so many colors.” He asked genuinely confused.

“Because, there is different shades and some are shimmery and some are matte.” You answered and started to put a dark brown color in his crease. “I can’t believe i let you do this to me.” He said grumpily.

“You let me do this because you love me.” You then went to another shade that was lighter and was shimmery.  “My man is going to look so pretty.” You joked.

“Well I better not be looking pretty when the lads come.” Niall warned gently finally opening his eyes when you were finished blending it out. “Can I see what you’re doing to me yet?” He said reaching for his phone but you grabbed his wrist stopping him. “No you can’t look until i’m finished.” You scolded him, putting your pallet down and grabbed you cosmetic glitter to make the eye shadow on his lids a little more glam.

“No. No glitter.” He said pulling away from your hand.

Giving him puppy dog eyes, “Please Ni.” You whined. He gave you pleading eyes, “No one will know babe. Please? For me?” A groan left his lips as he sat up again and closed his eyes allowing you to tap on the cosmetic glitter. “See. It’s not that bad.”

“I haven’t seen it yet.” He grumbled.

After putting simple bar eyeliner on, concealer on his under eyes and did his eyebrows, which again made him cranky you grabbed you contour palette. “Let’s make them cheek bones pop.” You smiled getting the proper bush and started to dust the powder over his cheeks.

“How much does all this stuff cost?” He said looking at all the products on the table. You grabbed his chin and pulled him back so that he was looking at you, “Stop moving. And they all cost something different.”

“Expensive?”

“What does it matter?” You sighed, exasperated from the constant questioning and grumbles.

“Just curious.”  

“The thing i’m using right now is like fifty dollars.” You answered, referring to contour palette in your hand. His eyes widened, it wasn’t really a problem but Niall would have never guessed that it would cost so much. “Fifty dollars? For some brown dust?”

You couldn’t help but laugh at your boyfriend, “It’s not just ‘brown dust’ babe. But yes fifty dollars.” After you finished the contouring you leaned in and kissed his thin lips. “Now the highlight.” Switching out the contour palette for the highlighter and a fan brush.  Dusting the illuminating powder over his cheekbones, “Look at that glow.” You joked, “Oh, i almost forgot.”

“Please, i don’t want that near my eyes.” Niall complained when he saw you get the mascara.

“Don’t be a baby.”

“Well i’m a baby then, i don’t want that near my eye. You might poke it out.” Rolling your eyes at how over dramatic your boyfriend could be.

“I’m not going to poke your eye out. If you let me do this then we can be done and i’ll never ask you to do this again.”

And with that Niall let out a long sigh, “Fine, but after you put that on I’m taking this all off.”

“Okay.” You smiled and started to unscrew the mascara.

“Better Than Sex?” He read the mascara tube and raised an eyebrow, “Is it really that good?”  

“Shut up Horan.” You giggled, “Look up and don’t blink or else i will poke your eye.” It was a struggle to get him to finally sit still and allow the wand to come anywhere near his face. You felt very accomplished when you were able to get one coat on his thin lashes.

After putting the mascara tube down and looked at your work, you couldn’t help but laugh at how your boyfriend looked, “There all done, you can look now.” Niall took his iPhone out of his pocket and turned on the front facing camera.

“Jesus Christ.” He said looking at his reflection in the phone, he turned his head side to side looking at your work. “This is fucking creepy.” He chuckled.

“Let me take a picture then you can wipe it off.” You said reaching for your own phone to take a picture.

“Alright but please don’t post it, the last thing i need is for the lads or the fans seeing it.”

“I wont post it.” You reassured him, he made faces at your phone as you snapped a few pics before putting down your phone and getting the makeup remover wipes. “I can’t believe you’re making me wash away my beautiful work.”

He took the wipe from you and scrubbed the makeup off his face as you got up to put away everything, “You did a good job beautiful but i never want any of that goop on my face ever again.” You laughed at his remark and kissed his forehead that was damp from the makeup wipe. “Thank you for letting me do it.”

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Later that evening you were sitting in the kitchen eating ice cream while Niall and the lads were in the den watching the game but your ears perked up when you heard Deo ask “Niall what the fuck is on your eyelashes?”

“Nothing.” You heard him answer quickly, you didn’t even have to see him to know that he was scrubbing at his eyes.

“Mate, is that mascara?” One of the other lads said.

“No.” Niall said defensively.

“Yes it is.” You heard another say followed by laughter. You felt kinda bad for him but a part of you thought it was so cute how defensive and embarrassed he sounded.  

“(Y/N) was messing about earlier give me a break.” You heard him grumble.

The lads laughed, “Ya let your girl doll you up?” One barked out.  

That’s when you left the kitchen and walked to the den, “Yes he did, and it was very sweet of him to do.” You said walking over to Niall and kissing his lips, “And no you’re not going to see pictures.”

You left the room as Niall’s mates continued to give him a hard time. But you knew you were Niall’s princess so he’d taking some teasing just as long as he knew he made you happy.

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Love me like you do

Eyes hazy. Heavy breathing. The temperature rises. He slams me to the wall not being able to wait any longer. Playing with my red lacy undergarments running his hands all over my skin. My legs pulling him closer. My heels digging into his leg. Releasing a raspy moan as he leaves kiss marks up and down my neck and all over my chest. Picking me up moving my hot sweaty body to the couch he slid on top of me. Purring as he grinds down hard on me. Grabbing my hands roughly pinning them above my head as he pulls my panties down then his pants. My eyes cloud as I let out a pleasure filled scream. I feel every nerve in my body fill with pleasure. But I couldn’t let him see that. “Submit to me” he growls out coming down to my neck. I bite back my moan as he goes rougher. He suddenly stops after a moment and flips me onto my hands and knees. He re-enters pounding harder than ever into me I grab onto my mouth holding in the pleasure erupting all over my body. “Submit to me” he barks out slapping my ass. I let out a moan not being able to hold it anymore. With that I sealed my deal. I was now his and only his. I could feel his smirk,” good girl” he purrs to me as he let’s me reach my end. My end bring a bright haze over me. Drifting off after he finished with his arms around he whispers,” Your mine. Only mine. I love you more then anyone. And forever will “.

Main Bitch Masterlist

Fair warning, “Red Lipstick” and “Beach Image” are some of the first smuts I’ve written and when my account got deleted they were the only ones I had saved and they’re pretty shit. 

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always feel free to hit me up with the requests in my inbox or public

I’m Home *** Summery:  Y/N is gone for two weeks and has to find a way to get Calvin’s attention.

Blog *** Summery: 

Michael finds Y/N’s old 5SOS Tumblr smut blog and she tries to find a way to get him to shut up about it.

Virgin *** 

**Summery: Bad boy Luke takes nerdy Y/N’s V card. **

Prize ***** Summery: Luke wins a bet and has sex with Y/N.**

Red Lipstick *** Summery: Luke hooks up with Y/N after spotting her sexy red lipstick.

_ Beach Image _*** Summery: LeafyIsHere and Y/N have sex on a beach.

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_Buy Me Love: _The reader is married to a man she doesn’t love and is having an affair with a male prostitute that makes her feel alive. 

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Just Best Friends: Elise is dating an abuser and she and her best friend are falling in love but he’s taken. 

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Home Town: Lois must move back to her home town and face her ex and the reputation he left for her.

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Part three

One Night Stand: Francis thought she just hooked up with a hot stranger. It turns out that that hot stranger is her new boss. 

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I got a ticket to Harry’s Vancouver show in July 2018 at Rogers Arena!!! So far, I’m going alone and wouldn’t mind some company. So hmu if you’re interested in fangirling together at the concert!!! 

Meeting Niall

Sitting inside of a pub in Dublin my friends and I took in the atmosphere. “God this place is packed!” I shouted over the pubs music to my three best friends Kelli, Dani, and Ash.“Yet it is amazing! I mean the fact that we are even sitting here in Ireland drinking, legally I might add.” Kelli says. We all laugh in response since we all drank any way just not in pubs well back home they are bars. “I’m going to get another.” I shouted as my friends continued to talk about how great it was to be visiting over our spring break. Making my way out of the corner booth was no small task due to the number of patrons inside of the pub, who all seemed to know each other I might add. As I weaved through the crowded tables I mumbled some sort of apologizes to any one I may have ran into. As I made it to the bar a blond with crutches hobbled in and as I approached me at the bar to head to the tables I saw his crutch slip and reached my hands out to steady him, which resulted with my arms at his waist. “Woah. You okay?” I shouted over the noise as my eyes locked with his piercing blue ones. He chuckled a bit and his cheeks turned red. “Yeah thanks love that would’ve been embarassin’.” He says with an Irish accent and a laugh. I laughed with him. “For you or for me? Because I am pretty sure that we both would’ve fallen on our asses.” He smiled showing off a row of perfectly straight white teeth. “Both I suppose. Which means I owe you.” I shook my head and smiled. “No it’s alrig-“ “At least let me buy you a drink.” I smiled at him, “One? I am not sure you can handle that.” I teased him. He threw his head back and laughed. “Well I guess it’s a good thing that you will be drinking with me.” He says smirking. I scouted onto the bar stool closest to me and he did the same. I stuck my hand out to him, “ The names Y/N by the way.” “Niall.” He says as his larger calloused hand incased my small one. “ So Y/N do you catch guys much?” Niall asked before getting the bartenders attention to signal two beers. I laughed, “Not really in the habit of it.” Niall shook his head. “Such a shame you seem to be really good at it.” I laughed. “Actually it’s usually the other way around.” Niall smirks, “I bet it is.” I laughed and smacked his arm. “Hey now not like that.” “Uh-huh I am sure.” Niall says as he drawls out the word sure and quirks his eyebrow at me. As the bartender sets down our drinks he gives Niall an odd look which I shrug as him being a regular and not usually seen with a girl. “Seriously.” I say on a laugh. “I had a few knee surgeries and slipping on the floor became a sort of Olympic sport to me. Niall laughed. “ I know the feeling but I feel like a lot of guys used it to their advantage to help you out.” Niall said smirking. I shook my head and laughed, “All the time, it was so annoying.” I said in my best dramatic voice which caused us both to burst out in obnoxious laughter. As the night drew on my and Niall fell into an easy conversation and got lost in exchanging stories about our lives. Midway through Niall’s story about his broteher’s wedding a voice cleared behind me. I turned to see my friends that I forgot about. “Hey Y/N were heading back now.” Dani says trying to hide a smirk. Kelli seemed to want to ask who I was talking to and why I forgot my friends were around but refrained from doing so. “Here’s your coat and phone.” She say handing them to me. As I glance at my phone I realized Niall and I sat here talking for two hours. Shit. I sighed and stood up as my friends headed out the door. As I slipped on my coat I looked at Niall who seemed a bit disappointed. “That’s my queue to go.” I say on a sigh and offer Niall a half smile. Niall returned my smile. “Yeah…” “It was nice meeting you Niall.” I say leaning in and giving him a kiss on the cheek. “You too Y/N.” Niall says . As I walked out of the pub I could feel his blue eyes follow me out the door. As I hit the brisk air I sighed I felt as if something in my life was about to change.

My eye roll back as he licks up my slit. I bite my lip as I purr quietly as he looks up at me. Tangled in the sheets he pulls me to him in a flash. “Scream for daddy…. I want to hear it.” His raspy voice says near my ear. As he slams inside I can’t help but squeal in delight as the pleasure pulses through my veins. He grabbed my hips tight as he smiled at the hot mess he made me into. I tasted our sweat,my perfume, his cologne, our sex. I gripped his back hard as he changed our position going harder. I arched my back moving closer to him. My first climax came in a rush. I couldn’t hold on to the rollercoaster he invited me on.

Picture Preference : One of Zayn’s Kid’s Instagram [Naida]

Naida Malik (Other Kids) - [ @spaceynaida]

@spaceynaida: young malik just macking … 

@spaceynaida: coastin’ on the coast #vistingtherents

@spaceynaida: pizza?. . pizza

@spaceynaida: *keeps sweater* the fuck is wrong with my dude guys?

@spaceynaida: the good old days

@spaceynaida: when the pub’s bathroom mirror trys to stop you from acting like a stupid girl after a few drinks

@spaceynaida: hangover? where? #i'monly17youguys

@spaceynaida: look who just became mines #sweetbettylove

@spaceynaida: felt like being a little liam payne today #goddaddy'sprincess

@spaceynaida: getting meat with @foxywood x poppi. 

@spaceynaida: #happyeighteenbrithdaytome thank you mom and dad this  party was out of this world

@spaceynaida: no longer jail bait

@spaceynaida: when your dating crazy … 

@spaceynaida: C:\Program Files\#_jacket_1..exe

@spaceynaida: who said girls don’t like speed ..me and my chics do a 100! #fastgirls

@spaceynaida: daddy’s girl 

@spaceynaida: NEVER FOLLOW THE RAINBOW .. you are most likely to get you face ripped off by a evil like fuck for touching is coins

@spaceynaida: when my little psycho allows me to dress him up. #mypersonalkendoll

@spaceynaida: time do get down and dirty like the boys.

@spaceynaida: #pondering

@spaceynaida: … .

@spaceynaida: life in the city … 

@spaceynaida: outing outfit

@spaceynaida: when crazy dates crazy #nobodyleavingthisalive

@spaceynaida:  mmmmm…. sweets

@spaceynaida: #2ndhome

@spaceynaida: when you boyfriend wants to make sure that you dressed girlfriendable #nuttyass

@spaceynaida: #fastcarfriday

@spaceynaida: back when my dad was at his prime.. ha! who am I kidding his still releasing that fire. 

@spaceynaida: During your life, never stop dreaming. No one can take away your dreams -Tupac

@spaceynaida: #oops

@spaceynaida: clothes on

@spaceynaida: the love of my life..

@spaceynaida: … . 

@spaceynaida: and i say #idon'tgiveafuck

@spaceynaida: oops i did it again

@spaceynaida: C:\Program Files\#_jacket_2..exe

@spaceynaida:  a mini sweet betty love

@spaceynaida: finally a clean mirror selfie

@spaceynaida: fast cars && hot people 

@spaceynaida: spending all day in fucking IKEA. Because someone *hint hint babe* broke our bed

@spaceynaida: .girls and their cars

@spaceynaida: @mollysmiles was such a pearl for letting my touch her skin with some ink.

@spaceynaida: when your little sister thinks it okay to steal you shit #littlefuckingtheif

@spaceynaida: time to blow up the tub

@spaceynaida: get you a girl that can do both.. 

@spaceynaida: #relationshipgoals

@spaceynaida: the way to my heart

@spaceynaida: *turns off love * … #petty

@spaceynaida: when your little sister still thinks taking your stuff is ok .. #littlefuck

@spaceynaida: #grlpwr . thanks for allowing me to thouch you @freeingargo

@spaceynaida: a lazy day?

@spaceynaida: out&about

@spaceynaida: let me cut you.

@spaceynaida:  … … . . 

@spaceynaida: I’d rather be hated for who I am, than loved for who I am not. - Kurt Cobain

@spaceynaida: one year… 

@spaceynaida:  who knows?

@spaceynaida: riding in cars with boy #dateride

@spaceynaida: the mirror has spoken . . 

@spaceynaida: #hellonewyork

@spaceynaida: out doing hood night thing with my rider @cingcatty #borntobeathug

@spaceynaida:  …. seeing in the blacks and grays.#usedaddy'slyricswhenunsureofacaption

@spaceynaida: when the world was easy, people were happy and power was destroyed

@spaceynaida: he feeds for love.

@spaceynaida: what we do … #lordsaveus

@spaceynaida: … we’re blazing on that new found haze 

@spaceynaida: modding with @modstermaddie it was truly a blessing to touch you *andseeyourboob*

@spaceynaida: adding this litte monster to my driveway #thebluelagoon

@spaceynaida: real food… #familydindin

@spaceynaida: babe allowed me to dress him again… hopefully this becomes a “thing”

@spaceynaida: FEED ME MARC!!!! … . FEEEEEEDDDDDD MEEEEEE!!!

@spaceynaida: beautifully strange places …

@spaceynaida: ripped booty

@spaceynaida: when your boyfriend makes you sit with all the other girlfriends so he can play with his boys #playdate?

@spaceynaida: sure. . #letsstopthatboredom

@spaceynaida: working or laying around #theworldwillneverknow

@spaceynaida: to leave the house or to not leave the house that is the question.

@spaceynaida: so i guess i left the house ….. hey my little kendallpop!! #fastcarsanyone?

@spaceynaida: what it’s like shopping with crazy

@spaceynaida: #unbye … we are that crazy pair you guys 

@spaceynaida: he feeds me sooooo good

@spaceynaida: #body

@spaceynaida: and you guys thought i only drove oldies . . 

@spaceynaida: thanks for allowing me your hand @maddenmils it was fun to touch it

@spaceynaida: chillday

@spaceynaida: when your dad takes you out to feed you #spoiledaf

@spaceynaida: when american apparel moves in next door .. mmmm how about no? #therentsabitch!!

@spaceynaida: blow it up!

@spaceynaida: spending my day ruining the city with this little loco @rolllinclueless before she becomes a married woman!!

@spaceynaida: #missmela?

@spaceynaida: this is a story about crazy loving crazy.

@spaceynaida: I can get use to dressing you bae … it like dressing up my own little psycho ken doll. 

@spaceynaida: @madMAXXXXXXXXXXXX!!!!! thanks for letting me tattoo you mate.. thee idea was so fucking sick i am so glad you let me touch you

@spaceynaida: am i boy band or solo?

@spaceynaida:  … … .

@spaceynaida: now this is a pizza.

@spaceynaida: the best massages are from the unknown #banghimright

@spaceynaida: thoses where the times. . 

@spaceynaida: C:\Program Files\#_jacket_3..exe

@spaceynaida: treat yourself to the things you turly love… 

@spaceynaida: . . yes i am a Mailk #godblessed

@spaceynaida: sisterly bonding time

@spaceynaida: raining days are like hell but a lot wetter . . plus my dad drives me around when it rain so I don’t crash with my “fast driving” #chillingoutday

@spaceynaida: .. but he feeds me so im happy #daddyday

@spaceynaida:  So i see why he wanted to bring me over today … #THANKYOUDADDY!!!! meet killerpink.org

@spaceynaida: i get it from my parents …

@spaceynaida: the day in the life of crazy loving crazy #imchilledtho

@spaceynaida: FOOOOOOOOOODDDDD

@spaceynaida: @coolermaxson is even cooler now . #tatted

@spaceynaida: loud cars and my ugly little sister in my stuff once again.. what a great way to start the day

@spaceynaida: ….. dressing him for the rest of his life 

@spaceynaida: pissy today 

@spaceynaida: never allow your younger sister to lead .. .. I wanted starbucks not to be lost you cunt!! #DADDYCOMEGETUS

@spaceynaida: #youngmalikstillmacking

Our Perfect Family

Niall and I have been married for two months now it was bliss it was lik- Oh shit. This was not good. I glanced at my calendar on my phone. I hadn’t had my period in two months, since the wedding. How the hell did I not notice? Shit. I couldn’t seem to relax as I sped to the drug store from the arena. The boys were out on the water and I had some down time. Thankfully as I entered the drug store nobody recognized me as I purchased the pregnancy test. What would I do if I actually was? Oh god. Niall what was he going to think? An hour later I sat on the couch with my answer I was pregnant. Holy shit. I sighed. 

“Hey I’m just going to let Y/N know that we are back.” I heard Niall say at the bus door.

I take a deep breath. It’s just like a band aid I just had to have the courage to rip it off. Niall stepped onto the bus smiling but when our eyes connected his smile dropped. 

“What’s wrong?” Niall said as he knelt before me. 

“Niall you know I love you right?” I said warily to him.

He swallows. “Of course babe. I love you too." 

"I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you or harm the band. You know that as well?” I say worried about what he will think.

Tears seemed to swirl in his eyes. “Y/N….Your not leaving me are you?” Niall said barely above a whisper.

“God no.” I said quickly. Well not unless he wanted me to.

Niall’s shoulder’s seemed to release some of their tension. “What’s wrong then?”

“I’m preganant." 

Niall seemed to freeze at my words. "Are you sure?”

I nodded warily afraid that if I spoke my voice would crack.

Niall stood up and gathered me into his arms before spinning me around. “We’re pregnant!” Niall said hooting. 

I laughed a little. “Your not mad?” I said curiously.

“Mad? Hell no! I'm…. ecstatic darlin’! I am going to be a dad!” Niall said before setting me down to kiss me passionately. “Now excuse me I have to go rub it in the lads faces.” Niall smiled broadly and headed to the door before turning to face me. “You okay?”

I smiled brightly at him. “Never been better." 

Niall laughed. "Good. Now come on I want to see Harry’s face when we tell him I get to be a dad before him!" 

I laughed following my husband out of the bus. I don’t know why I was so worried Niall had always wanted kids and the cherry on top of it all was that he was going to beat Harry to the punch.

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I was coming up on my due date and as much as I loved being pampered I just wanted to get these kids out. I sighed as I exit Louis’s and El’s bathroom. Twins, I was due with twins in two weeks. Of course Niall was even more happy when he found out we were having two. I just about had a heart attack though.

Niall and I waited in the doctors office. 

"Hello Mr. and Mrs. Horan I am Dr. St James.”

Niall shook her hand. “Niall.”

“So you ready to see the baby? At this stage we can show you their heart beats.”

“Okay.” I said squeezing NIall’s hand in support. 

The doctor stared at the screen and smirked before turning to face us. Oh shit.

“Congrats Mom and Dad you are having twins.”

“What?” I said extremely loud. 

Niall hollered. “TWO! We get two!” Niall kissed my lips. 

“I’ll have the picture printed just set up another appointment on your way out.” Dr. St James said before leaving.

As soon as the doctor left Niall’s excitement was unattainable. 

I smiled at my husband. “When you do something Horan you don’t do it half heartily do you?” I said laughing.

“Apparently not.”

I chuckle at the memory as I walk into the living room for our movie marathon with the gang.  

Niall and the rest of the boys were arguing over the latest soccer match. El’s eyes connected with mine before we laughed. 

Niall noticed me walking back into the room. “Darlin’ sit down.”

I narrowed my eyes at Niall. “I’m fine Niall.”

“I don’t want you to hurt yourself.”

As much as I loved him he was driving me crazy smothering me. “I know. So what movie first?” I said sitting down in the recliner to appease Niall.

For ten minutes we all argued the boys wanted a scary movie but us three girls wanted romance. I winked at Perrie and Eleanor. “You know guys I don’t think I can sit through a scary movie.” I said rubbing my stomach. 

Perrie and Eleanor both smirked at my statement. Well begin pregnant did have some advantages. 

Harry and NIall’s faces both went to that of concern which meant us girls were going to get our way. 

Louis scowled at me. “You are lucky you are pregnant." 

I laughed before sweetly smiling at him. "Love you too Lou." 

He chuckled and sat down next to El.

As the first movie came to a close I was thirsty. 

I went to sit up. 

Niall stood up from his place at my feet. "You okay darlin’?” He said concerned. 

“Yeah just need to stand to stretch.” I said 

As I walked into the kitchen I grabbed a bottle of water. Harry walked in as I started to finish it. I dropped my water bottle holy shit my water just broke. 

“That’s odd…” Harry said noticing the water on the floor.

Harry and my eyes collided. 

“Harry…” I said lowly.

“GUYS! GET THE CAR!"  Harry shouted before coming to my side. 

Niall ran into the kitchen. "What’s wrong?" 

"My water broke.” I said matching my breathing with Harry’s. 

“Oh shit.”

I glare at Niall as Harry helps me to the drive way. “Don’t swear Niall they can hear you.

Harry  tucked me into the car and ran to the front. "HORAN! LET’S GET A MOVE ON!” Harry shouted as he rounded to the drivers seat.

Niall ran to the car and jumped in next to me. 

Harry drove extremely face to the hospital.

“My bag…” I mumbled to Harry seeing as Niall had completely lost his head.

“I called El she is heading to your place just need the security password.”

I mumbled it to Harry as he helped me to the nurses satiation to check in. I glanced at Niall who looked like he was going to be sick. “I’ll go park the car.” He said before heading back outside.

I laughed at little until the next set of contractions came. I matched my breathing to Harry’s thank god he was here to help otherwise I would be screwed. As they put me into the room Harry excused himself to go get the others and so I had privacy to change. I was sitting in the bed alone. What was with Niall? 

“Hey….” Harry said. “Don’t cry.”

“They are not tears of fear or sadness. They are tears of angrier.” I said angrily. “Where the hell is my husband at Styles?”

Harry switched his weight. “Y/N…”

“DON’T YOU DARE TELL ME TO CALM DOWN!” I shouted at him.

Harry looked a little scared. “I’ll go find him.”

I narrowed my eyes at him as another wave of contractions hit. “GOOD AND TELL HIM IF HE DOESN’T GET HIS BUTT IN HERE I AM DIVORCING HIM!" 

Harry chuckled and left the room. 

The doctor came in. "Mrs. Horan. Do you want the medication?”

I growled at him. OF course I did but Niall and I agreed I wouldn’t do it. “No.”

“Are you sure?”

“I SAID NO DIDN’T I?" 

I was in total bitch mood at this point. I just wanted these babies out. I felt another set of contractions as the doctor left and Niall came in.

"OH LOOK WHO SHOWED UP!” I said through clenched teeth.

Niall smiled weakly. “Look maybe you should take the medicine it can make the pain go away.” Niall said with worry in his eyes as he wiped the sweat off my forehead.

I grabbed his shirt collar. “NO!”

Niall grabbed the sponge and wiped my forehead again. 

“I HATE YOU NIALL! I’M NEVER DOING THIS AGAIN!” I screamed at him.

“Shhh. It’s okay darlin’ I still love you.” He said quietly. 

I felt another set of contractions and after seeing Niall’s face I gave in to the taking the medicine.  I was still angry why did women have to deal with this? I am never getting pregnant again. 

“Alright Mrs. Horan. We need to take you to the delivery room it seems that your water bursted earlier than you said.”

“What do you mean?”

“Did you pee before you thought your water broke?”

“Yes.”

“Thought so. You see Mrs. Horan when you though you were peeing it was your water breaking.”

Oh shit. I peed in El’s kitchen. 

I laughed a little as I looked at Niall. “Not a word Horan. Not a single word.”

Niall held his hands up in defense as they led me to the delivery room with my nervous husband.

“Now, c'mon…push!” The doctor instructed.

“WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK I’VE BEEN DOING?!!?” I yelled.

“Mrs. Horan c'mon please just push!” The doctor urged. I was going to punch him. What the hell did he think I was doing?

“AhH!” She shouted gripping Niall’s hand like it was my only life line. I’m pretty sure I was causing him a great deal of pain

“HOLY SHIT!” Niall shouted as I squeezed his hand tighter every time they told me to push. Niall went to see what it looked like.

“Don’t you dare Horan!” I yelled.

“PUSH!” The doctor instructed.

“YOU DID THIS TO ME YOU BASTARD!” I shouted letting go of his hand and grabbing his arm for more support. 

“PUSH!”

“WHAT DO YOU THINK I’M DOING GENUSIS?!?!”

“ONE MORE WE CAN SEE THE FIRST HEAD!" 

Oh shit I had to do this twice. I glared at Niall who bowed his head.

"AHH!!!!!!” I shrieked throughout the entire hospital.

“Here we go! One more!” The doctor shouted.

“GET THIS KID THE HELL OUT OF ME!!!!” I yelled pushing.

“Aww! Here he is!” The doctor said… “First one is out. Now Mrs. Horan time to push again. 

After repeat the horrid process I was blessed with two healthy little babies one boy and one girl.

"I’m sorry I called you a bastard.” I apologized as I held our daughter in my arms.

“I’m sorry I wasn't… you know.” Niall apologized. As he held our son. 

“What are we going to name them?” I asked looking at the little girl in a bundle of pink. The gang was  sitting in the visitor chairs still in  scrubs watching our new additions .

“I liked Elizabeth…”

“Too many people have that name…I’ve always liked the name Charlotte.” I said. “Her middle name could be Elizabeth.” I suggested.

“She looks like a Charlotte Elizabeth.” Niall answered smiling at me. “What about him? I like the name Lukas?”

I smiled. “Lukas Robert Horan.” I like that name.

Niall smiled at me. “Sounds perfect. I love it.”

“Oh, Niall babe I forgot to tell you something.” I said.

“What?”

“I love you Ni.” I smiled up at him.

Niall smiled and kissed me. “I love you to Y/N and the two precious babies you just gave me.”

Our perfect little family.

2

(x)

Difficult Love

It was weird something was wrong with Liam. He was so distant lately, I mean we had been friends since the X Factor but we started secretly dating six months ago and now that him and Danielle were having problems he was ignoring me. I walked out of my flat. What was really going on with him? He still couldn’t be mad at me for telling him what I thought of Danielle. Could he? I had to apologize to him. I sighed how was I going to do that when I didn’t even know what I did wrong in the first place. Men were so aggravating and hard to understand. As i walked to my car I noticed Liam sitting on it’s hood looking exhausted. 

“Li? You okay?’ I asked as I approached him. I mentally slapped my forehead. Obviously he was not or he wouldn’t be here.  

"I just needed to see you… but if your leaving…” Liam trailed off rubbing his hands on his face. 

I quickly pulled out my phone and texted Brooke, my best  friend. ’Can’t make it. Li’s here. Sorry. :(’. I glanced up and pocketed my phone. 

“I always have time for you Li. Come on up.” I said leading the way back to my flat. “You look exhausted.”

“Just from all the traveling. We got back last night." 

I nodded and unlocked my flat and we both walked in. "You hungry?” I asked as I walked into the kitchen.  

Liam sighed. “No. I just came to talk to you and then I am going to D-head home.” Liam said as he made his way to my couch.

I sighed and grabbed myself a water out of the fridge. Why wasn’t he letting me in? It didn’t make any sense. Turning I walked back into my living room and find him with his head in his hands. “What’s going on Li?” I said quietly to him. 

He looked up at me sadly and rubbed his hands over his face before leaning back. “It’s complicated Y/N.” He said sadly. 

I walked over to the couch and sat on the opposite end so we weren’t touching. “Something must have made you come here and not to Danielle’s.”

Liam glared at me before laughing cruelly. “You say her name like a snob Y/N." 

I was shocked. He never talks to me like this. "What does that mean Liam?"  I said icily. 

"You act like you are so high and mighty as if you are better than her.” He said.

What the hell happened? “I’m not sure I follow you Liam." 

"Oh the ice princess act. Now this is getting good.” Liam chuckled as if he made a joke. “You’ve always been jealous of us.”

Of course I was I was in love with you! “Excuse me?” I said icily.

Liam rolled his eyes before standing up. “Don’t act all self-righteous. I have known for a while. I guess I should have known you being the other women and all.”

I narrowed my eyes at him. I may be in love with the idiot but I was not going to let him hurt me because he was angry or frustrated about something. 

“Good to know." 

Liam raised an eyebrow at me. "That’s all you have to say?”

“I’m not saying anything but if you came for a fight Liam I am willing to go a few rounds.” I said hoping to take the pain away from his sad brown eyes.

His eyes narrow at me. “I just want you to stay out of my life. We are done" 

My heart cracks. So this was why he was really here. He wanted to stop. I took a deep breath. "If that’s what you want.” I wouldn’t fight him about this as much as I wanted to because in the end he would still choose her over me just like all the times before. 

He seemed to falter in his anger at my acceptance. “Yes it is what I want. We can’t ever talk again because of your …obsession with me.”

Every word that came out of his mouth seemed to be wielded as a weapon aimed to pierce my broken heart. “Alright.” If he was going to go out of his way to hurt me I was not going to take it laying down. “Let me get the stuff you left here.”

His eyes narrowed as I walked into my bed room and grabbed a book. I numbly grabbed the things he left at my place from my bedroom and bathroom. As I made my way back into the living room I noticed that Liam was staring at me oddly. 

“What are you doing?” He asked harshly. 

What does it look like you moron? I sigh to calm myself I needed ice not heat. If I lost my temper Liam would have the upper hand. “Packing your stuff of course.” I say like it was the most natural thing.

He looks like he is seething of anger. “Why?" 

I observe him as a place some of his movies and games into the box. Each item I put in seems to make him even more mad and makes me even more at ease. "Well like you said we won’t talk again so I mind as well pack your stuff to save you a trip.” As I pick up the new Halo and put it in I turn back to him. “Do you still have that key I gave you?” I didn’t wait for a response because I knew he had it. “If you would just drop it off in my mail box I would be grateful.” I looked around. “I think this is all yours. I’m surprised it all fits in these two boxes.” I say forcing a laugh. Why are you doing this Liam, I want to scream at him

He looks like he is about to go off the edge. “Stop this! Stop!”

“Stop what?” I say handing him his box of crap.

“This! Calmly handing me my stuff like it’s dirty laundry or something. Stop acting like this isn’t hurting you!” He shouts at me.

I give him a small smile. “I’ll be okay Liam. I promise when you leave I’m not going to throw a tantrum.”

“I’m leaving you! I’m cutting you out of my life! You should throw a tantrum!” Liam said angrily dropping his box to the ground and pacing my living room.

I look at him as an adult would look at their child. “One you are not leaving me because we are not dating, not really. Two this is your choice not mine, you are cutting me out not the other way around Payne. Three I will not throw a tantrum to appease your ego. Lastly I refuse to chase after you in hopes that you will change your mind you are a grown man you have made this decision on your own.” I say calmly.

He glares at me. “Fine leaving wasn’t I good word I agree. I am abandoning you? Is that better I am leaving you alone.”

“I suppose that is a better wo-”

“Jesus Christ Y/N! Why are you so calm?” Liam seems to be frustrated. 

Good he should be. “I’m just accepting what you want Liam. I think you need some water I will go get you some.” I say trying to brush past him.

“Stop! This is not okay!" 

No it wasn’t. "It’s your choice Liam.” I said breathing away my tears. 

Liam sighed. “Your not going to fight for me? For us?”

Instead of feeling desperate and depressed his question made me feel angry and resentful. “For what? What exactly am I supposed to fight for Liam. Our friendship? What? Just explain to me what I am supposed to want!” I said angrily. 

He looked at my calmly. “Me." 

It was like we had switched roles. "Why? Why should I? So in a week we can fight again? No.”

“Let me in. Tell me what you really think about this Y/N because quite frankly I am a mess at this point. ” He says sighing.

“Let you in?” I laughed sarcastically. “Hell Liam I let you all the way in! You are the one who is always closed off.”

“Baby…” Liam takes a step towards me.

I hold my hand up in response. “No. I can’t read you anymore Liam you won’t let me in and obviously I am not on your list of things so just go.”

“Y/N…”

I shake my head and step back as my tears began to fall. “This is what you wanted me crying as you leave me. Well lucky you mission accomplished Payne now I suggest you take your shit and get out of my sight before I break my promise and start hurling my stuff at you." 

"I’m sor-”

“Don’t even go there. Just leave." 

He was choosing her. What did I do? 

Liam picked up both boxes and stopped in front of me before shaking his head.  I heard the door slam behind him moments later. I collapsed onto the ground where I stood. What did I do? Why didn’t he stay? 

I heard the front door open and Liam came back in and scoped me up and sat the two of us back on the couch. 

"I thought I told you to leave.” I said through my tears that wouldn’t seem to stop.

“I can’t. I tried. I-” Liam sighed. “I left her a month ago.” He whispered into my hair.

My jaw dropped. I said nothing as my tears slowed down.

“I felt guilty about us so I broke things off with her. Then I came here and I felt even more guilty so I told you we were done.”

“Go on.” I say motioning for him to continue. 

“I just …. I ” He couldn’t seem to make his mind up over what he wanted to say.

“Let me get this straight you left her then left me?” I asked him as I wiped my face.

Liam nodded and stared at me intently with his sad brown eyes. 

“Then you come here to apologize, so I am guessing you told Danielle about us?”

Liam nodded again.

“Good glad we covered all the bases.” I said standing up.

Liam shackled my wrist with his hand. “I-”

 I sighed. “I am sorry too Liam.” I whispered.

Liam seemed to be upset because he yanked  me back down onto the couch and climbed off to  crouch in front of me and took my face in his hand forcing me to stare at him. “You have nothing to be sorry for. Don’t ever apologize for something you didn’t do. I chased you not the other way around. I courted you. Don’t you dare feel guilty and blame yourself.”

I shook my head at him. “You need to go Liam.” I say weakly pulling away from him.

“No! I can’t leave you. I-it will kill me.” He says softly. “This whole  time  all I could think about is you. Then I realized I didn’t feel guilty about what we had I felt guilty about Danielle. I was ashamed of keeping her when I and you. So I talked to her. She said she knew and that it was okay because she understood what being in love with someone else. She didn’t love me this time.”

“Liam..”

“No. I came here tonight picking a fight because I wanted to be wrong to feel like this was wrong… but…” Liam started to cry and it broke my heart. “You didn’t fight me. You just accepted it. That’s what killed me because I thought you could live without me but I couldn’t live without you. So when you told me to leave I did so. I drove around for a whole ten minutes and came back.” Liam laughed at himself. “I didn’t come back out of guilt. I came back because I love you and I don’t want to cut you out of my life. Because you are the most important thing I have.”

I ran a hand through my hair. What was I supposed to say? I took a deep breath. Just follow your heart. “What are you saying?”

“I’m saying I want us. I want to go out in public and hold hands. I want to show the world that I have the most beautiful girl. I want to go on proper dates. I think that the most important thing I want is for you to be happy and be as much in love with me as I am with you.”

“Your in love with me?” I said raising my eyebrow.

“Very much so.”

I look at him. “Say it.”

Liam broke into a heart stopping smile. “I love you.I LOVE YOU!” He said happily. 

“Guess what?” I say.

He looks nervous. “What?”

“I love you too Li!” I say happily. 

Liam picks me up and twirls me around before kissing me senseless. “Thank god.”

“I promise you Liam if you ever leave me I will kick your ass.”

Liam smiled and pecked my lips. “Never going to happen. Now let’s go.”

Liam led me out of my apartment. 

“Where are we going?” I asked as we head out of my building.

“A real date and I am going to show you off and have major PDA an-”

I cut him off with a kiss. “I think that is a good start.” I say after pulling away.

He's Dangerous, But Not Around You

Masterlist 

“Harry” Y/n cries, coming down the stairs to the basement area. 

All the boys look over to where she’s standing, her hands on her cheeks, wiping away her stream of tears, making her way toward Harry. He looks at her like his entire world is ending. His arms reaching out toward her, his entire body nearly drowning in his concern. 

This Harry is a stranger to most. He is by far the most intimidating person anybody could meet, and it’s strange how the second he lays eyes on his girlfriend, his entire demeanor changes. 
Everyone he comes in contact with will keep their distance, because even the way he stands screams danger. And if someone were to come between him and his persona, something so powerful will arise in him. He’ll curse at them, hit them, throw things at them, anything to show them who they’ve messed with. But something about Y/n changes the way he acts. It’s like she’s his cure, his reason to be the person he hides under his danger. Even when she’s screaming at him, cursing at him, telling him what he does is wrong, he will never raise his voice. He couldn’t picture her in such a state because of him. 

Losing her would be like losing his sanity. He’s isolated himself in her, in her presence and in her company, because losing her would lead to him into turning a monster against himself. She’s his everything. Something about her is so powerful, so strong that she’s able to lock up the worst of him, and release a man who nobody else can see. He makes sure she’s not around whenever he’s causing danger. She knows about him, but she hasn’t seen him, and he’s afraid he’ll scare her enough to cause her to run away. 

This is why he holds her so close.

“Angel.” Harry says softly. 
 

Y/n crawls over, hiding herself into his side. His entire attention is on her, everything else around him a complete blur. Both of his arms are protectively wrapped around her his head at his side so that he can look directly into Y/n’s eyes.

Y/n’s ex boyfriend has been harassing her, sending her threatening emails and leaving disturbing phone calls. It’s been going on ever since Harry and him were involved in a street fight, but her ex hasn’t given up on throwing Harry over the edge. However, Y/n hasn’t let Harry do anything about it, and he followed her request. 

“He just won’t stop.” Y/n sobs, every inch of her body shaking with dear.

Harry keeps rubbing her arm with his fingertips, kissing away all the tears that fell from her bambi eyes. His heart breaks with every tear. She doesn’t deserve the fear and haunt she’s been living in the last few months. But as selfish as it sounds, Harry lives for protecting her.

 “I hate seeing you like this” Harry whimpers delicately in her ear, kissing her, petting her, doing everything he can to calm her down. 
 

“I—I’m sorry It’s just—” 
 

“Y/n, just get over it! Stop crawling into the arms of your boyfriend, get off your ass, and you do something about it. Fucking christ.” Niall seethes, throwing her a harsh glare. 


Y/n’s cries stop, her arms tightening around Harry. She didn’t want it to seem like she couldn’t do anything herself, but there’s nothing that she can do, not without being in severe danger.

Harry starts to tense, holding Y/n closer and harder to the side of his body. He turns to look at Niall, looking at him as if he’s his next piece of prey, ready to destroy his every inch if Niall pushes him hard enough. 
 

Do not speak to her like that!” Harry barks.

He places the palm of his hand on top of Y/n’s ear while he presses her other ear to the side of his chest, preventing her from hearing his harsh tone. 


“She hasn’t done anything herself, Harry. She’s just using your strength to her advantage, who else is gonna fight her own shitty battles? She’s so fucking immature. I can’t stand her.” 


Harry’s breathing becomes harsh, his face turning red with anger, his hands clenched so tight that the veins in them are bulging through the skin. This is a whole new level, this is an entirely new feeling of rage pumping into his blood, bubbling in his chest. Not his girl, nobody says that to his girl.

“That’s not true!” Y/n yells, “I love him with all my heart, I love him so fucking much, how dare you say that?! You have no right to say something like th–”

“Go in the bedroom” Harry interrupts her.

His voice is as soft as he can manage, but it’s not nearly as soft as it normally is when he speaks to her. No, it’s far more sinister.

Y/n turns to him, cupping his face in her hands, caressing the softness of his cheeks. She’s not going to be the reason someone gets hurt.

Her eyes are desperate when they meet his. His eyes change to a lighter shade of green when he looks at her, but they’re not how they should be, he hasn’t come back to her yet.

“Harry, listen to me. It’s okay, it’s okay baby. You don’t need to hurt him for me. Harry—Harry look at me” 
she demands, his enraged eyes ripping away from Niall to look at her again. 

“I’m fine. Do you see? I’m okay, nothing’s wrong. I’m fine.”

“The way he spoke to you–”

“I know. It’s okay. It’s okay. I love you, Harry.”

He squeezes his eyes tight, because he can’t be angry when he hears those words, not at anybody, not when they’re said by her. 

“God, fuck, Y/n, I love you so much. But he can’t get away with saying that to you, not to you. To me, maybe, but not to you. Nobody can say that to you, not here, not with me.”

“No–no, Harry. Don’t hurt him because of me, please.”

He places the palm of his hands against his ears, thrashing his head side to side. He can’t let Niall get away with this, but she’s making it happen, and he can’t let it. The way Niall spoke to her, what he said to her, how he said it to her, repeating in his head over and over again. He can’t let Niall speak that way to her, not his angel, not without knowing what he’s done wrong.

“Zayn, please. Bring her to the bedroom and make sure she can’t hear anything. God, Zayn, please, before I lose my fucking control in front of her.”

Y/n shakes her head vigorously. She’s mumbling “no” continuously under her breath, trying desperately to take his hands away so that he can hear her, listen to her. She needs to make him stop, she needs him to know she’s scaring her. 

Zayn wraps his arms around Y/n’s waist, pulling her away from Harry. He knows to do what Harry says, otherwise the situation will be worse, and he can’t let that happen while Y/n is around. 

“Come on, Y/n. You just have to let him do what he has to do.”

“No!” she yells, “I don’t want him to hurt Niall. I don’t want him to do it!”

After trying to rip away from Zayn’s grip, Zayn finally manages to rip her away from Harry. She’s squealing, crying, because this is the last thing she wants. She can’t imagine what she’ll see when she comes back downstairs, how horrid the sight will be when she has to face Harry again. No. She has to stop this.

When Zayn gets her up the first step, Harry storms toward Niall. Endless curses, endless screaming. Every sound is echoing off the wall, everything is happening so fast. She can hear it, she can see it, but it’s all going in slow motion. Everything is a blur, she can’t breathe. Her chest is tightening, her stomach is churning, everything is happening so fast. 

“You’re scaring me.” She whispers, closing her eyes as tight as she can, trying to stop the images in her head.

“You’re scaring me, Harry! You’re scaring me!” She screams, dropping onto the staircase. 

Harry stops everything. Her cries are surrounding the room, closing in on him. He can’t find the strength to turn around yet, he can’t look at her the way she is. He looks down at his hands. They’re full of blood, shaking from fear, mocking at him, laughing at him, spitting on him. He looks at Niall on the ground, panting heavily as his hand is on his chest. 

This isn’t who he is. This isn’t him. 

“Y/n,” he sobs, “No.” he mumbles, rubbing his hands up and down his face, “Please. Please, no. Please. This isn’t me, this isn’t who I am, Y/n, angel, please.”

He finally turns to look at her. Her fragile body crunched in a ball. Her face is soaking with tears, drowning in her fear. He looks down, panting heavily. He can’t believe he did this to her, to his angel, he can’t believe he did this to her. This is so much worse than what anybody could do. He made her scared of him. He’s suppose to make him feel save.

“I didn’t want–I didn’t mean to scare you. I–I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry. I can’t control it and I—please don’t be scared of me, please. I can’t live with myself.”

Y/n sighs. She knows that this isn’t who he is, this is who he hides behind. He’s so hurt, so mentally damaged, that this is who he hides behind in order to make himself feel worthy of something. She knows that who he is, is who she sees. The most gentle, fragile, most emotional man she has ever laid hands on. That’s who he is, so severely damaged, so fragile. That’s who Harry is.

She slowly sits up from the stairs, walking fearlessly toward him. When he looks up, he looks at her like his entire world is in front of him. She knows that, she knows she’s the only one that can build him up again. She loves it, and she loves him.

She cups his face in her hands again, looking at him with so much sympathy. She love how delicate he really is, when his eyes are a light shade of green, nearly glistening, and his hands are tender and loving. All for her, and she can’t get enough.

“I know, Harry, I know. It’s okay” she whispers, wiping the remnants of his tears with the pads of her thumb.

She presses her lips slightly to his. He holds her harder. 
 

“You aren’t scared of me, right? Please don’t. Oh no. Oh no, oh no, oh no please don’t.” he sobs. 
 

“I’m not, baby. Not at all. I know you’d never do that to me. You just need someone to watch you and protect you when you know you’ll do something you’ll regret” she coos, leaning her face into his shoulder. 
 

Harry shakely inhales, sniffling while reaching for her tiny hands. He holds them, so delicately, almost like he’s scared to squeeze too hard. 
He can’t do anything wrong, not now.

“W—will you? Will you w—watch me when I’m like this? Protect me?” 


She smiles, letting go of one of his hands to rub his cheek again. She knows petting him is his weakness, her touch is his weakness. He smiles, nuzzling his cheek into her fingers, closing his eyes. His hand lets go of hers to grab the one on his cheek, holding her hand there for reassurance. 


“I will, but you can’t keep pushing me away. It’s the only way I can help you.”


Harry brings her hand up to his lips, holding her hand against the lower part of his face, kissing her skin repeatedly. 
 

“No more. No more pushing away. No more” he promises, shaking his head.

He’ll do anything for her, anything in this world. And if it means he needs to stop being someone that takes over him, he is willing to do it. Anything for his angel.   

“Hey,” Y/n whispers, pressing her forehead against his, “I love you. Okay? Nothing on this planet could ever stop that from happening.”


Harry’s lips quiver, choking out another strong cry. “I love you so much that it makes me worry all the time.”


She nuzzles her face in his neck, breathing in his scent that always tends to make her feel protected. 
 

“Don’t worry, my love, I will always love you,” she whispers, peppering kisses on his neck, “even when your demons become too strong”.

He is the bad boy in school and he falls for you- Harry part 3

H.P.O.V

These past couple of months I had gotten closer to [Y/N] we would always hang out together and she would always help me with school work and thanks to her I even managed to get my first A+ of the year and my mom was so proud of me she actually put the assignment on the fridge thanking [Y/N] for helping me with the work. We started to hang out more often at school as well and that got people talking. I over heard a few girls talking saying how [Y/N] was to pure for me that I needed someone more skilled to be with. Or that she was to good for me. I don’t know why people are talking shit like that it made me mad it’s not like we were dating or anything, no matter how much I wanted to. She found out that I knew who her father was and made me promise to keep it a secret. She invited me over to her house for dinner to try to fix ,my relationship with her father to show him that I wasn’t a bad guy I tired telling her it wasn’t a good idea but she insisted. The night of the dinner when her father saw me as I walked in through the door his eye brows scrunched together in anger looking at me up and down not pleased with my ripped jeans and white shirt. He didn’t say much that night just giving me a glare here and there but the next day at school he called me over to his office to talk to me. When I asked him what it was about he straight up told me to stay away from his daughter and that I wasn’t good for her. “But sir, were just friends” I had said trying to reason with him. He chuckled looking at me. “You stupid boy, I know that you like her. It’s obvious from the way you look at her” he said looking at me seriously. “You two will never work out Harry” he said letting out a sigh. “Just turn around while you can. I know you will just end up hurting her” I was about to argue with him when he stopped me. “Harry, you know that I’m right. I have seen one or two things from you with the girls in school and I don’t want you to treat my daughter the same way. She won’t fall for someone like you, you are not her type Harry.As her dad I am asking you to stay away from her for her own good. ” That was the last thing he had said yesterday before he sent me back to class. And I had been thinking about nothing but [Y/N] since yesterday. Maybe he was right, I wasn’t good enough for [Y/N]. She was so smart and beautiful on top of all her classes, has never done anything to even hurt a fly and I would just ruin that about her. Why would she fall in love with someone like me? I hang out with the wrong people, slept with more girls than I should have, and always got into fights. I decided to just end our friendship with [Y/N]. I didn’t want to hurt her but this was for her own good plus this was just a one side thing. There was no way she would ever feel the same way about me. We were suppose to meet at a cafe with [Y/N] that we always went too, to study. This was suppose to be our first date since I didn’t have the guts to ask her out she asked me instead. When she first asked me she blushed when I asked her if she was asking me out on a date, she brushed it off saying that it was just two friends hanging out. I nodded my head accepting her offer and telling her I would love to go out with her. 

I had been late to our date an hour or so on purpose to make her lose hope, once I finally walked in the front doors spotting [Y/N] at our usual table sipping on a drink I smiled to my self at how gorgeous she looked. She was wearing a long grey dress, her natural wavy hair let down around her shoulders. I cleared my throat wiping the smile off my face as I made my way towards her. Her lace lit u as she saw me giving me a wide smile. I felt my stomach twist, I hated        my self for what I was about to do. “Your late Mr.Styles” she said with a grin standing up opening her arms to hug me. I rolled my eyes at her not ignoring her hug as I sat down across from her. Her smile was gone from her face as she looked at me with a frown sitting down. “You okay Harry?” she said looking at me. “Never better” I said grabbing the menu in front of me ignoring her once again. “Okay..” she said in a quite tone watching me. “you know what I should just get to the point I have more important stuff to do” I said making her cringe at my attitude. “Harr-” I cut her off before she could say anything. “Listen [Y/N] your a sweet girl and all but I don’t think this is going to work out. You and i don’t mix. We hang out with different crowds and it goes against the social norms to be seen together” I said making her stare at me in shock. “Wh-what? Harry, what are you talking about?!” she said getting mad. I let out a sigh, gripping on to the side of the chair I was sitting at, just leave it that [Y/N] I don’t want to hurt you anymore than this I thought to myself as she looked at me waiting for an explanation. “The only reason I became friends with you is so that you could help me with school work. Who would have been better to help me then the geek of the school that had to stay on top of all her classes because her dad is the dean on the school. I just used you alright? that simple” I said in a monotone my face showing no emotion but I was dying on the inside. I felt like jumping up from my chair and wrapping her in a hug and telling her none of it was true and that I was actually madly in love with her when I noticed her eyes filling with tears. She looked away wiping the single tear that made it way down from the corner of her eye making her eyes sparkle more than usual. She nodded her head grabbing her purse on the table. “And to think that I even liked a guy like you” she said standing up making me look up at her in surprise. “Wh- what?!” I said standing up to .Surprised at her confession. She ignored me “Congratulations Harry, you proved everyone right. They told me what a jerk you were and I defended you. I can’t believe I even fought with my dad because of you!” she said walking away her hand over her mouth trying to cover up her cries. “[Y/N]!” I said trying to grab her arm but she pulled it away as I stood there frozen watching her walk out of the cafe. I felt my heart sink running my hand through me hair frustrated at what I had done. I can’t believe I willingly let go of the girl that I was in love with thinking that she could never love me back but was I wrong.. How was  going to fix this..


Well this is kind of long. Oh well!