harry prefs

Master List

PREFERENCES

  1. Truth or Dare Part 1Part 2
  2. He’s protective
  3. Thing’s Get Heated
  4. Your Period
  5. You Hate/Love Each Other Part 1Part 2
  6. Brother’s Best Friend Part 1Part 2
  7. He Finds Out You’re Ticklish
  8. You Comfort Him
  9. He Gets Jealous at the Beach
  10. BSM: You and One of the Boys Like Each Other
  11. He Finds Out About Your Daughter’s Birth Control
  12. Stuck in a Elevator Together
  13. You’re on Your Period and He Wants to Have Sex
  14. Honeymoon
  15. He Finds Out You’re Pregnant
  16. He Walks in on You Changing
  17. Your Daughter Gets Her Period and You’re Not Home
  18. You Meet For The First Time
  19. You Work For Them
  20. Saying Goodbye (He’s Going on Tour)
  21. He Defends You
  22. He’s the Only Single Member and You Catch His Eye
  23. Close Best Friends
  24. Give Me Love by Ed Sheeran
  25. He Leaves You at the Alter (He wants you back)
  26. Victoria’s Secret Angel
  27. BSM- He Walks in on You & Your BF…
  28. You Surprise him on Tour
  29. He Dedicates a Song to You
  30. He Surprises You on Tour
  31. Pictures of Him With Another Girl Surface Pt.1Pt.2
  32. Blind Double Date
  33. Model
  34. He Makes You Feel Insecure Pt.1Pt.2
  35. He Likes To Make You Blush
  36. He Finds Out You Can Sing/Dance Good
  37. Boyfriend Tag
  38. Jealousy Niall & Zayn  Louis, Harry, Liam  *SMUT*
  39. He Gets Embarrassed
  40. Reaction to To Your Daughter’s Halloween Costume
  41. Wicked Games by The Weeknd
  42. Another Boy Puts You Down Part 2
  43. Another Girl Likes Him
  44. You Feel Alone
  45. A Fan Hurts You
  46. You and Your Child Surprise Him on Tour
  47. He Finds Your Tumblr
  48. Cute Kisses
  49. ‘Do you still love me?’  Part 2  Part 3
  50. The Other Boys Talk About You
  51. Your Child Runs on Stage
  52. Fight Before Tour Part 2
  53. He Gives You The Silent Treatment
  54. Mistreating You in Front of Another Boy  Part 2
  55. He Spends the Day with Your Child
  56. You Fight and Another Boy Help You Make-Up Part2
  57. He Cheats on You Part 2  Part 3
  58. Caught in/after “The Act” Niall & Zayn     Louis, Harry, Liam
  59. He Thinks You’re Pregnant  Part 2
  60. You Compare him to Your Ex Part 2
  61. Sharing a Bunk With Him on Tour
  62. He’s Taller Than You
  63. You’re in the Military and You Surprise Him
  64. You Have a Panic Attack
  65. He Proposes
  66. …Injured Pt.2 Part 3
  67. BFF- You Don’t Like His GF PT.2
  68. He Saves You From a Bad Relationship
  69. You Accidentally Flash Him
  70. April Fool’s Day
  71. Spring Time Date
  72. Silent Treatment
  73. You Get Drunk
  74. You Get Your Wisdom Teeth Removed
  75. Out Drinking Him
  76. BSM- He’s There When You Give Birth
  77. BFF-Turning Him On
  78. Divorce
  79. Going Back to His Ex part 2 Part 3
  80. Summertime
  81. Camping
  82. “Stay with me..”
  83. Pregnancy Sex
  84. “Do you wanna know why I love you?”
  85. Tease
  86. Ending the Engagement  Part 2 Part 3 Part 4
  87. Stomachache
  88. He’s Your Sister’s BF and You Like Each Other  Part 2
  89. He’s Jealous of Neymar
  90. He’s Stress/Angry with Work
  91. Gift Shopping
  92. He Comes Home From Tour
  93. Best Friends
  94. Bonding with His Family
  95. Pranking him
  96. Working Together AU
  97. Denying Him
  98. Late Nights
  99. First Time
  100. Splashed on the Front Page
  101. Thunderstorms
  102. Phone Calls
  103. Lingerie Shopping
  104. Someone Tries to Break You Up Part 2
  105. Pets
  106. Carsick
  107. What He Buys You While on Tour
  108. Another Rainy Day
  109. Drunk and Broken-Up  Part 2  Part 3
  110. Growing Feelings Part 2
  111. Previously Married
  112. Sleeping on the couch
  113. Autumn
  114. Another Guy Flirts/Kisses You
  115. Cold
  116. You Play Anastasia Steele in 50 Shades
  117. He Gets Someone Else Pregnant part 2
  118. Daddy/Daughter Time
  119. Sick
  120. Your Child Asks an Awkward Question
  121. Your Son’s Friends Think You’re Hot
  122. Taking Your Kid on Tour
  123. He Compares You to His Ex   Part 2
  124. Single Father
  125. Fan Hate: Ships in the Band
  126. Cuddling
  127. Sex Mishaps (?) (Mood Killer)
  128. Going to Disney
  129. Catching Him During His “Me Time”
  130. He Gets Jealous of Your Old Crush Part 2
  131. He Leaves & You’re Pregnant  Part 2 Part 3
  132. Interacting with Fans
  133. Finding out He went to a Strip Club Part 2
  134. He Goes to Your Photo Shoot
  135. He Spoils You
  136. Comforting After Zayn Decides to Leave
  137. Fighting before Something Bad Happens Part 2
  138. Stories about One of the Boys before Meeting Him
  139. Dizzy Spells
  140. Spending Time with Your Child before Baby #2
  141. You Thank Him When You Win an Award
  142. He Get News While on Stage
  143. Getting Attention at a VS Fashion Show
  144. You’re Friends and You Want Him To Father Your Child
  145. Note Passing
  146. Alone with the Kids
  147. Saved from Couch Duty

Keep reading

Wedding Series #2 - He Proposes (Harry)

A/N: This is long but I’m so not even sorry because I think Harry is hella cute when he is all awkward and shy and yeah…hope you guys like it !

Harry had been acting remarkably out of character for the whole day. He was jittery and nervous and nothing like the carefree man you were dating. Every time you looked at him he was running his fingers through his curls or muttering something incoherent under his breath; whatever it was that was causing it however had you worried.

The only time you’d ever seen Harry so stressed was when management was breathing down the bands necks for the next single, album or tour date; it wasn’t often that anything else bothered him to this capacity. Moving to sit next to him on the couch you touched his shoulder lightly.
“Haz, you okay?”
“Huh? Oh yeah, I’m fine Kitten,” He replied, forcing a smile onto his face.
“You can tell me if anything is wrong Harry, you know that right?”
“Y/n,” Harry said, taking your hand in his and giving it a loose squeeze. “Don’t worry about me alright? I’m fine.”

You raised your eyebrows but left the subject alone. You trusted Harry and you weren’t about to go prying into anything he didn’t want you to know; sooner or later he’d talk to you. Getting back up off the couch you pressed a quick kiss to his forehead before moving into the kitchen, intent on making you both a cup of tea.

You were going about doing just that when you heard Harry’s voice, muffled from the living room. Curiosity got the better of you and you stepped closer to the arch way.
“I can’t do it!” You heard Harry say and you gathered he was on the phone; he sounded so defeated.  “I don’t think I can ask her.”

You were thoroughly confused, was he talking about you? You kept listening as Harry sighed heavily.
“No, no your right,” He said. “Rip it off like a bandaid.”

You stepped back as you thought about his words, your mind immediately jumping to the worst case scenario, Harry breaking up with you. Sure he was away a lot and you didn’t always see eye to eye on that, but surely he wasn’t going to end things because of it. You had always stuck by him through the band’s career, ever since you started dating him; you put up with the rumors and the magazine articles and the paparazzi and almost everything else that came along with dating a celebrity and you’d never complained once, because you loved Harry more than you’d loved anybody. Now that there was a possibility that it was all going to come to an end you found you couldn’t quite breathe.

Keep reading

Makes You Cry During a Fight

Louis; fights were so typical. The two of you were cut from the same cloth, which is what made some fights so intense. Both of your personalities symbolized one another and it made it damn near impossible to find common ground. This time around was just like every other; a blowout screaming match over what was nothing more than his missing sneakers. “I told you not to touch my shit.” He grumbled. “I didn’t touch your worn out, dusty, ugly adidas. For the last bloody time, Louis, I don’t know where the damn things are.” You huffed out of annoyance. “Like hell you don’t. You’re so fucking senseless you wouldn’t even know if you had! That pretty little head of yours is filled with nothing but hot air and bullshit!” He shouted as he sifted through the hall closet. Even though he was angry, you couldn’t help but get a little offended. You didn’t wanna cry because you wanted to be the hardheaded one in this argument. So as you began to start, you couldn’t help but let a few tears out. “You know I don’t like it when you make me feel small minded.” You patronized, voice sounding incredibly shaky. Louis frowned as he caught a glimpse of the sneakers. But what made him feel even more terrible was just how shitty he made you feel. So he pulled you into a little hug, though you tried to fight him off. Once you stopped, he mumbled a small apology into your hair before placing a swarm of kisses all over your face.

Harry; you loved to get Harry all worked up. He’d get mad, and he was sexy when he was mad. But this was not that kind of mad. No, this was a type of anger you weren’t familiar with. And to be honest, you were extremely frightened. He would always take it up a notch when he had a little liquor in him. Especially right now, as the veins in his forehead were practically pulsating while his voice grew louder and deeper. “You think this is funny, (Y/N)?” He boomed, sending a blood curdling chill up your arms. You quickly nodded your head no, but it didn’t even matter. He was on a full rampage all over something he knew nothing about. “It wasn’t a date, it was just to catch up baby I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. ” You spat out all at once. Just then, in a split second, a wine glass went flying across the room and crashes right against the living room wall. And that was all it took. You were scared out of your wits and you immediately broke down. Seeing you lose it like that was all Harry needed in order to sober up. “(Y/N), love.” He whispered. He ran his hands through his hair a couple times. His heart broke with every son that made way past your lips, and even he let a few tears slip by. In a second he was beside you on the floor, holding you in his arm while resting his chin on your head. “I believe you, I’m sorry. I’m so so sorry.”

Liam; some things never got old. But the cheating accusations? Yeah, those got old. The third argument was going downhill fast, and you were going in with blazing guns. Liam dating Cheryl, Liam dating this girl, Liam kissing that girl. This one broke the last straw. You were pissed. “You’re out all the time and I never know who with because everything is always a fucking secret! I look like a massive asshole right now. Do you get that?” You shouted, fists balling up in anger. You could tell he was growing more and more mad each time your voice raised an octave. His breathing pattern became shifty and halts red and it was obvious he was about to burst. The madder he got, the more you continued to babble. He got so close to the edge, and he was about a second away from exploding. And then something in you snapped. Suddenly you were speechless, and the only thing you could manage to choke out were small sobs. A few tears rolled down your cheeks, some out of frustration. Liam’s whole demeanor changed, his pursed lips turning into a small frown as he watches you cry. He hated this. He hated seeing you so mad, so distraught and in tears. It was not easy for you to stick around and deal with all the downsides of relationship, because he knew sometimes things got ugly. But he was sorry, he was always sorry. “C'mere.” He mumbled, opening his arms to you. At first you were stand off-ish and didn’t accept the offer. But after a minute you couldn’t fight it off anymore. He wrapped you in and held you close up against his chest, placing a couple kisses to your head before mumbling a string of “I love yous.”

Niall ; this was bad, probably the worst it’s been yet. His face had never been so red and you had never been so close to calling it quits. It was jab after jab from both sides, and now it was just a matter of time before someone cracks. There was no way it was about to be you. “Ya know what, fuck you (Y/N). And ya wonder why I’m always travelin. It’s to get the hell away from you!” He hollered. Wrong. It would be you. There were no stopping the tears that we’re starting to form on your waterline. Each one threatened to spill over until one actually did, then another one, and another one. You sniffled, which eventually caused Niall’s back to turn and face you instead. His harsh facial expression almost instantly softened as he saw you sniffling a bit, doing your best to wipe away your stray tears. “Ah man, (Y/N).” he started, “Fuckin hell, babygirl, don’t cry. Yer too beautiful.” He shuffled awkwardly across the kitchen till he was millimeters away from you. The sleeve of his sweater acted as a tissue as he wiped some tears away. “I’m sorry, ya know I don’t mean stupid shit I say when I’m mad. I’m just mad, so I say stupid shit. I would spend all the time in t world with ya, every second. I love you.” A/N: requested ;) come inbox me with more asks bbys

Harry Smut// Stay

Its been awhile since I’ve written anything

Masterlist

You watched your three year old son play with his own feet in the tub. You laughed as he was able to put his whole foot in his mouth. The only thing missing from this picture was Harry.

You and Harry were waiting for your divorce to be finalized. It had been four months since you both started this journey. And the media wasn’t gentle with it either. It never helped with the situation.

You sighed as your phone rung. Harry’s contact appeared. Your son, Chase, stopped at the sound of the ringtone.

“Hello?” you answered.

“Hey, Y/N,” you heard Harry’s voice on the other end. “I know it’s almost Chase’s bedtime, it’s probably his bath time right now, but I was wondering if I could see him. I know that you wanted to get him used to um…living with you during the week, but I’m really missing”

You didn’t want to deny Chase of seeing his father. Chase hasn’t seen his father in a couple weeks.

“Uh yeah, I think he’ll be glad to see his father. He really misses you, Harry,” you told him.

He sighed, “I really miss you both.”

“I got to go,” you quickly said before hanging up the phone. Harry always had a way of coming back into your heart. You couldn’t let that happen again. “Okay, daddy is coming, tonight, so we’re gonna get extra clean.”

“Daddy,” he softly laughed, splashing in the shallow water.

“Yeah, daddy…”

Keep reading

Silent Treatment

a/n: it’s been a minute. I’m sorry, so here’s a new one. 

 

You didn’t think he would take you seriously. One harmless joke about his accent a few hours ago and since then Niall had refused to acknowledge you. You had no idea he would take offense to your comment; it’s not like there was malicious intent behind your words. Besides, it all began with him poking fun at your handwriting from a post it note you’d left him earlier.

Some people just can’t take what they dish out…

Either way you were tired of him ignoring you. The weather was gloomy; rain had been falling daily for the past week and the temperature was perfect for cuddling under the covers and movie marathons. However, your cuddle buddy was nestled in his favourite arm chair playing video games and doing his best to pretend like you weren’t there.

“Ni,” you called from your spot on the couch.

Your feet were curled under you to keep your toes warm, but all you really wanted were hugs from your favourite person.

His focus remained on his character moving about the screen. You rolled your eyes in exasperation. You didn’t how long he was planning to keep this up, but your patience was wearing thin.

“Niiiiiaaaaaalllll,” you drew out his name in the way you knew got on his nerves.

When he didn’t budge you tried again and yielded the same results. You were running out of tactics. You’d apologized repeatedly, but he wasn’t having any of it. You’d pulled all sorts of cute faces and ‘irresistible pouts’, none of which seemed to be working.

Niall was determined to ignore you.

Just when you thought you’d exhausted all options an idea popped into your head. It was worth a shot. You unfolded yourself from your spot on the couch and shuffled over to stand in front of him.

“Oi!” he exclaimed, veering his body to the side to see around you.

Instead of moving away you went towards him, slowly anchoring your knees on either side of his legs. Your arms crept around his neck and you lowered your body onto his lap.

He reacted by craning his head to the side. He refused to be distracted from his game, but you noticed his jaw clench at the contact, which spurred you on. Cheers for small triumphs!

You brought your lips to his ear, “Still ignoring me?”

He didn’t respond, but you were not put off. You had a couple tricks up your sleeve.

“That’s too bad,” you licked the shell of his ear and had to hold back a laugh when you felt his body jerk under you.

You leaned back and held his eyes for a brief moment before he pulled his gaze away from yours and returned it to the tv.

You brought your hands to the bottom of your sweater, which was actually his, and pulled it over your head. You revelled in his sharp intake of breath. His eyes roamed the tops of your breasts, snugly cupped by the lace of your bra.

His gaze lingered much longer this time around before they were trained on his game once more.

Still you were not deterred. You leaned forward for the second time and kissed his cheek, then the other, repeating the action till your kisses were dangerously close to the corners of his mouth.

For a moment you thought that maybe your attempt at seduction was in vain, but your doubts were silenced when he inched his face closer to yours expecting a kiss. You denied him. Instead, your hands slid over his chest teasingly, unbuttoning his buttons one by one. With his shirt now open, you leaned into him, making sure to press your chest to his while you attached your lips to his neck. You took your time, trailing your lips across his skin. Nipping with your teeth and then soothing the spots with your tongue.

You felt his throat hum beneath your lips as he released a guttural moan from your ministrations. He quickly tried to disguise it as him clearing his throat, but you knew better.

Wanting to up the ante, you ground your hips into his, and rubbed against the tell-tale sign of his arousal.

His game was forgotten then, you heard the controller as it clattered to the floor and felt his hands firmly command your hips.

You waited a moment, enjoying his lips on your skin and his hands on your hips before you jumped off of him and backed away.

The look on his face was priceless.

“Why’d you stop? Where ya goin’?”  he demanded,  finally speaking to you for the first time in hours.

“Oh, now you want to talk to me?” you didn’t bother to hide your amusement.

“Ok fine, I’m sorry princess. I didn’t mean to ignore you all day. Just come back,” he pleaded.

“I didn’t like being ignored,” you said playing with the strap of your bra.

“I shouldn’t o’ done it. Come back so I can make it up to you,” his eyes darted from your face to your fingers and back.

“Hmm, I don’t know… I think I’ll just go to bed, lock the door and curl up under the covers…naked,” you nudged the strap over your shoulder to affirm your point.

“You wouldn’t…” he called your bluff.

“Let you feel what it’s like to be ignored,” you began backing away.

Your eyes widened and you screamed when you saw him bolt out of the armchair towards you.  You spun around and tried to get away during peals of laughter, but barely made it two feet before his arms secured your waist, keeping you hostage.

“You’re not going anywhere without me,” he murmured in your ear, kissing first your bare shoulder then your cheek.

“And I’m sorry for ignoring you all day, love. If it makes ya feel any better it was one of the most difficult things I’ve ever had to do.”

“It doesn’t, but I’m sure you can make it up to me,” you teased.

His lips found your shoulder again, “Oh I plan to,” he murmured against your skin.

Master List

PREFERENCES: 

  1. Truth or Dare Part 1Part 2
  2. He’s protective
  3. Thing’s Get Heated
  4. Your Period
  5. You Hate/Love Each Other Part 1Part 2
  6. Brother’s Best Friend Part 1Part 2
  7. He Finds Out You’re Ticklish
  8. You Comfort Him
  9. He Gets Jealous at the Beach
  10. BSM: You and One of the Boys Like Each Other
  11. He Finds Out About Your Daughter’s Birth Control
  12. Stuck in a Elevator Together
  13. You’re on Your Period and He Wants to Have Sex
  14. Honeymoon
  15. He Finds Out You’re Pregnant
  16. He Walks in on You Changing
  17. Your Daughter Gets Her Period and You’re Not Home
  18. You Meet For The First Time
  19. You Work For Them
  20. Saying Goodbye (He’s Going on Tour)
  21. He Defends You
  22. He’s the Only Single Member and You Catch His Eye
  23. Close Best Friends
  24. Give Me Love by Ed Sheeran
  25. He Leaves You at the Alter (He wants you back)
  26. Victoria’s Secret Angel
  27. BSM- He Walks in on You & Your BF…
  28. You Surprise him on Tour
  29. He Dedicates a Song to You
  30. He Surprises You on Tour
  31. Pictures of Him With Another Girl Surface Pt.1Pt.2
  32. Blind Double Date
  33. Model
  34. He Makes You Feel Insecure Pt.1Pt.2
  35. He Likes To Make You Blush
  36. He Finds Out You Can Sing/Dance Good
  37. Boyfriend Tag
  38. Jealousy Niall & Zayn  Louis, Harry, Liam  *SMUT*
  39. He Gets Embarrassed
  40. Reaction to To Your Daughter’s Halloween Costume
  41. Wicked Games by The Weeknd
  42. Another Boy Puts You Down Part 2
  43. Another Girl Likes Him
  44. You Feel Alone
  45. A Fan Hurts You
  46. You and Your Child Surprise Him on Tour
  47. He Finds Your Tumblr
  48. Cute Kisses
  49. ‘Do you still love me?’  Part 2  Part 3
  50. The Other Boys Talk About You
  51. Your Child Runs on Stage
  52. Fight Before Tour Part 2
  53. He Gives You The Silent Treatment
  54. Mistreating You in Front of Another Boy  Part 2
  55. He Spends the Day with Your Child
  56. You Fight and Another Boy Help You Make-Up  Part2
  57. He Cheats on You Part 2  Part 3
  58. Caught in/after “The Act” Niall & Zayn     Louis, Harry, Liam
  59. He Thinks You’re Pregnant  Part 2
  60. You Compare him to Your Ex Part 2
  61. Sharing a Bunk With Him on Tour
  62. He’s Taller Than You
  63. You’re in the Military and You Surprise Him
  64. You Have a Panic Attack
  65. He Proposes
  66. …Injured Pt.2 Part 3
  67. BFF- You Don’t Like His GF PT.2
  68. He Saves You From a Bad Relationship
  69. You Accidentally Flash Him
  70. April Fool’s Day
  71. Spring Time Date
  72. Silent Treatment
  73. You Get Drunk
  74. You Get Your Wisdom Teeth Removed
  75. Out Drinking Him
  76. BSM- He’s There When You Give Birth
  77. BFF-Turning Him On
  78. Divorce
  79. Going Back to His Ex part 2 Part 3
  80. Summertime
  81. Camping
  82. “Stay with me..”
  83. Pregnancy Sex
  84. “Do you wanna know why I love you?”
  85. Tease
  86. Ending the Engagement  Part 2 Part 3 Part 4
  87. Stomachache
  88. He’s Your Sister’s BF and You Like Each Other  Part 2
  89. He’s Jealous of Neymar
  90. He’s Stress/Angry with Work
  91. Gift Shopping
  92. He Comes Home From Tour
  93. Best Friends
  94. Bonding with His Family
  95. Pranking him
  96. Working Together AU
  97. Denying Him
  98. Late Nights
  99. First Time
  100. Splashed on the Front Page
  101. Thunderstorms
  102. Phone Calls
  103. Lingerie Shopping
  104. Someone Tries to Break You Up Part 2
  105. Pets
  106. Carsick
  107. What He Buys You While on Tour
  108. Another Rainy Day
  109. Drunk and Broken-Up  Part 2  Part 3
  110. Growing Feelings Part 2
  111. Previously Married
  112. Sleeping on the couch
  113. Autumn
  114. Another Guy Flirts/Kisses You
  115. Cold
  116. You Play Anastasia Steele in 50 Shades
  117. He Gets Someone Else Pregnant part 2
  118. Daddy/Daughter Time
  119. Sick
  120. Your Child Asks an Awkward Question
  121. Your Son’s Friends Think You’re Hot
  122. Taking Your Kid on Tour
  123. He Compares You to His Ex   Part 2
  124. Single Father
  125. Fan Hate: Ships in the Band
  126. Cuddling
  127. Sex Mishaps (?) (Mood Killer)
  128. Going to Disney
  129. Catching Him During His “Me Time”
  130. He Gets Jealous of Your Old Crush Part 2
  131. He Leaves & You’re Pregnant  Part 2 Part 3
  132. Interacting with Fans
  133. Finding out He went to a Strip Club Part 2
  134. He Goes to Your Photo Shoot
  135. He Spoils You
  136. Comforting After Zayn Decides to Leave
  137. Fighting before Something Bad Happens Part 2

Keep reading

153: He snaps at you.

Harry: Your lip trembles at his recent outburst and you know he’s tired and stressed and he’s been working himself so fucking hard but surely you didn’t deserve to be shouted at. “Just give me some fucking space (y/n)! You’re always so needy and you’re always just there!” Tears form in your eyes, clouding your vision. “I’m always there for you, even when we’re not together. I go on tour and have a night out but I’m still there for you, answering your petty calls with you crying down the phone to me. All the other guys take home a pretty girl to fuck yet I’m stuck with you!” Your breath hitches and a small sob escapes your lips. “You don’t mean that Harry” you tell him gently, quickly brushing at the tears that soak your cheeks. He lets out a sarcastic laugh. “Oh I really do fucking mean it sweetheart!” his words cut into you, and you can feel your heart thumping in your chest. You push past him, running down the hallway, running away from his cruel words, running away from him. “That’s it, the going gets tough and you get going!” he yells after you as you slam the door shut.

Liam: “Hey baby” you murmur as you open the front door, excited to greet your boyfriend after he spent a day at the studio. “How did everything go?” you ask. He shrugs. “Fine” he responds to your question with a one word answer. “Just fine?” you ask carefully. “Fine, (y/n)! Ok? Fine!” he yells. You quickly recoil, surprised and taken aback at his outburst. “I’m sorry, Liam, I just thought …” you begin, unsure of how to continue. “Well you thought wrong! Christ, (y/n), you always do this. Do you have any idea how stressful life actually is?!” He sniggers. “Of course not. You just live off of my money. All you care about is that you have that nice new designer handbag, the new season Gucci purse, and the expensive jewellery from Tiffany and Co. You don’t give a shit that I work all the hours God sends to get you those nice things. All you’ve brought into this relationship is your fucking student loans. I’m done” he mutters, before grabbing his bag and slamming the door behind him, leaving you stood stunned in your apartment.

Louis: “It’s one fucking football game, (y/n)!” he raises his voice. “Ok, Louis. I haven’t said you can’t go but I turned down a girls night out because you said we’d spend the night together. I just don’t think it’s fair that I had to cancel my plans but now you’re bailing on me” you say sadly. Really, you didn’t mind him going to the football game, but you could have really done with a girls night out if he was out too. “You’re so immature! This is why I don’t want to spend a night with you!” “Whoa, Louis, I don’t know why you’re having a go at me!” you shout back at him. “Goddammit (y/n)! One game. One fucking game. We can have a night in whenever. There’s no way I’m not going now. I’m surprised your friends even bothered asking you out to be honest. I can’t stand being around you and you’re my own girlfriend, God knows why they’d want to spend a night with you!” he spits harshly. There’s a dead silence between the two of you and you grit your teeth together before you allow the words jumbled in your head to come out of your mouth, no doubt saying something you’ll later regret. Louis quickly turns on his heel, storming out of the house.

Niall: “Niall, come on” you sigh. “(Y/N), you’re in the way!” he mutters as your body blocks the football game on the television set behind you. His head moves from side to side in an attempt to continue watching the game, taking no notice of the conversation you were trying to have with him. “Niall, I’m happy to do some housework but now this is getting silly. It was one dish, wash it, don’t leave it on the side and expect me to do it. I’m your girlfriend, not your mother” you tell him. “Yeah yeah” he murmurs. You sigh, before picking up the remote and turning off the game altogether. “(Y/N)! No, what the fuck!” he yells at you, grabbing the controller from your hand. “I’ll do the dishes when the game is over!” You shake your head. “This happens every day, Niall. You see that clothes need to be washed and yet you leave them in the basket. The floor needs mopping and you wait for me to do it.” He reacts with a laugh, almost a snort. “Are you serious?!” he yells, slamming the remote onto the sofa as he stands up, his body towering over yours. “You sit at home and do fuck all. I work so fucking hard to earn money for you and to buy you nice things and make sure there’s clothes in your wardrobe and food on the table, and this is how you repay me?! You’re so fucking selfish!” he exclaims. Tears threaten to spill over but you refuse to let him see. “Fine, see how you cope without me then!” you retaliate, as you pick up your keys and leave him in your shared apartment alone.

Zayn: You couldn’t stop the sobs from escaping your lips, or the tears from falling from your eyes. One stupid photograph online was all it took and you felt that your heart has been punctured by a million needles as you gasped for breath and the one person you wanted to hold you was the same person you couldn’t stand the sight of right now. “She kissed me! She fucking kissed me! I didn’t do anything to retaliate (y/n), but no, you refuse to listen to my story. She’s my ex girlfriend for a reason, I wouldn’t kiss her! But you know what? You give me so much grief that I wish I had kissed her. Christ, I wish I’d fucking had her on every surface in the club because maybe this grief would be fucking worth it!” he yells, snapping at you. He knew how insecure you felt when it came to his ex girlfriend and he throws that at you?! SLAP! The contact your hand had made to his cheek was something that even took you aback but right now, you didn’t care. He hurt you so badly. He didn’t stop you when you ran upstairs and away from him. He didn’t stop you when you ripped the clothes away from their hangers in the wardrobe and threw them into your suitcase. And he didn’t stop you when you fled from your shared apartment. You and Zayn were over. And it was official this time.

This Week’s Selection

I’m SO SORRY this is late! I didn’t even realize it was Wednesday!

Here is another selection of preferences from the blog that you may or may not have known about…find something you love:

Soundtrack Series

FOUR

Steal My Girl

Ready To Run

Where Do Broken Hearts Go

18

Girl Almighty

Fool’s Gold

Night Changes

No Control

Fireproof

Spaces

Stockholm Syndrome

Clouds

Change Your Ticket

Illusion

Once In A Lifetime

Act My Age

Midnight Memories

Best Song Ever

Story Of My Life

Diana

Midnight Memories

You & I

Don’t Forget Where You Belong

Strong

Happily

Right Now

Little Black Dress

Through The Dark

Something Great

Little White Lies

Better Than Words

Why Don’t We Go There

Does He Know

Alive

Half A Heart

One Way or Another (Teenage Kicks) - The Interlude

Take Me Home

Live While We’re Young

Kiss You

Little Things

C'mon C'mon

Last First Kiss

Heart Attack

Rock Me

Change My Mind

I Would

Preferences

You Get Possessive

The Little Things

The Song That Describes Your Relationship

You Accidentally Hurt Him

You Have A Stalker

He Gets Annoyed With The Fans

Home Invasion

Friend With Benefits

You Break Up

Cute Moments

Olympic Closing Ceremony

He Breaks Up A Fight Between You And Your Friend/Sibling

You Get Injured And It’s His Fault

The TV Show He Hates Watching With You

His Family Comes Over For Dinner

He Sees You Naked For The First Time

Lyrics That Remind You Of Your Relationship

How He Shows You He Loves You

He Has A Nightmare

Embarrassing Moments

He Finds Out Because Of The Media

His Choices That You Don’t Agree With

You’re Best Friends

You Use Your “Celebrity Status” For The Wrong Reason

He Says Something He Shouldn’t When He’s Drunk Part 2

He Makes Fun Of You Over Something You Did In The Past

You’re Pregnant And He Doesn’t Want The Baby Part 2

You’re Pregnant And He Doesn’t Want The Baby

First Date

You’re Both Secretly Cheating On Each Other Part 2

You’re Both Secretly Cheating On Each Other

You’re Cheating With Another Band Member Part 2

You’re Cheating With Another Band Member

You Do Damage Control

He Drives You To Work

You’re Dating Someone Else Famous When You Meet Him For The First Time

Fans Ship You With Someone Else

You’re Pregnant and It Isn’t His

You Meet Him While On Vacation

You See A Maniped Picture Of A Fan And Him That Was Originally You And Him

You’re On Kiss Cam

You Have An Affair With Him Part 3

You Have An Affair With Him Part 2

You Have An Affair With Him

He Calls You His Wife

He Loses Something of Yours

Sex Rumors

You Catch Him In A Lie

One of the Boys Finds Dirty Pictures He Had Of You

He Takes Dirty Pictures Of You

You Intimidate The Girls At The Video Shoot

One Bad Habit You Know He Hates But He Doesn’t Say Anything About

He Takes You To Meet Your Favorite Celebrity

You Lose Something Of His

He Visits Your Hometown For The First Time

He Gets In A Fight For You

He Proposes But You Don’t Think He’s Being Serious

You Learn A Language Together

Why You Won’t Get Married

You Take Him To Watch Your College Football Team Play In The BCS National Championship

Another Guy Kisses You

You Lose Something of His

He’s Someone Else’s Celebrity Crush and You Get Jealous

What He Loves Most About You

How He Finds Out Your Biggest Secret

The Things You Two Do To Drive The Fans Crazy

One Of The Other Boys Has To Stay With You For The Week

You Go House Hunting With Him But You Aren’t Moving In With Him

The Moment You Realize You’re Famous Because of Him

He Tells You To Quit Your Job

The Media Finds Out You’re Pregnant Before You Get A Chance To Tell Him

He Asks Your Dad’s Permission To Marry You

He Goes With You On Your Family Vacation  

Management Says You’re Around Too Much

He Doesn’t Show Up For Rehearsal

His Ringtone For When You Call

You Reach Out To The Fans

You Get A Tattoo That Reminds You Of Him And He Doesn’t Know About It

He Does The Shopping While You’re At Work

He Has To Be Away Longer Than He Expected

He’s Being Reckless

You Pack His Suitcase

You Go Out With The Other Girlfriends

You Cook A Meal He Doesn’t Like

Your Best Friend Spreads Rumors

You’re Offered A Job That He Doesn’t Want You To Take

He’s Asked About You Before You Two Make It Official

You’re With Him When He Sees His Family For The First Time Since Leaving For Tour

How You Prove You Aren’t With Him For The Money or Fame

Fans Spot You Outside His House The Morning After He Returns From Tour

The Fans See You Without Makeup On

Nightly Routine

Sex On The Tour Bus

Punk Series

You Meet For The First Time

He Tries To Get You To Go Out With Him

He’s Persistent

You Agree To Go Out With Him

First Date

First Kiss

You See Him Get Upset

You Go With Him As He Gets Another Tattoo

The First “I love you”

He’s With You For Your First Tattoo

Out Of His Element

You’re Out Of Your Element

First Fight

You Make Up

Your Family Doesn’t Approve

You Break Up

You Sleep With Someone Else

You See One Another After The Break Up

You Get Back Together

You Meet His Family

He Takes Care of You While You’re Drunk

A Major Commitment

Callie

xx

1D Imagines Masterlist

I’m trying to organize…

Not Now Niall

Not Now Niall Pt 2

It’s Time Pt 2

Backstage (Liam)

Backstage (Harry)

Backstage (Zayn)

Road Trip

Twitcam

Why Don’t They Like Me

Shopping

Happy Birthday Styles

Interview

You’re Beautiful

Important Things

Jealous Much?

Over Again

Take Care of You

Voicemail

Marry Me?

Persistent

Persistent Pt 2

Tic Tac Toe

Will You Be My Plus One?

You Drive Me Bananas 

Fun In The Sun

Finals Week

…Fight

…And Make Up

Shut Up And Drive

Shut Up And Drive Pt 2

You’re Safe With Me

Room 401

Forbidden Fruit

Forbidden Fruit Pt 2

Forbidden Fruit Pt 3

Forbidden Fruit Pt 4

Let’s Climb

Voulez-Vous Coucher Avec Moi?

Hate Me Later

Hate Me Later Pt 2

Hate Me Later Pt 3

Waiting Game

Car Accident

Forgive Me

Silent Treatment  (Niall)

Silent Treatment (Louis)

Silent Treatment (Harry)

Silent Treatment (Liam)

Jealous Much? (Harry)

Jealous Much? Pt 2 (Harry)

Jealous Much? Pt 3 (Harry)

Jealous Much? Pt 4 (Harry)

Jealous Much? Pt 5 (Harry)

Big Brother

Trouble

Trouble Pt 2

Ghost On The Dance Floor

crushcrushcrush

In Between

I’ll Wait

Temporary Fix

The Bartender 

#339 - Eating Out*

Harry: He pushed your legs up, the palms of his hands pressing into the back of your thighs. He was taking his sweet time, his tongues gliding over your lips slowly. You looked down at him and took a deep breath. His eyes were shut, his mouth feeling around and determining when he was going to take the next step up. You felt two, cool fingers on the sensitive skin, making you jump. He spread your lips apart, revealing your wet core. He let out a chuckle and pulled back the little hood of skin that covered your clit. Harry brushed his thumb over the bundle of nerves, and at the same time, he ducked his hand down and ran his tongue over your moist skin at your entrance. You let out a soft moan, dropping your head back into the pillows. The tip of his tongue penetrated your hole and curled it up slightly. In a few short seconds, he was snogging your core, his thumb continuing to rub firm circles over your clit. You breathed out deeply and let out a whine, lifting your hips up slightly to feel more of his tongue on you. He pushed them back down harshly, his fingers digging into your hips. He shook his head back and forth, keeping some of you in his mouth and sending out vibrations through you. You gasped out slightly and dropped your jaw, lifting your hands up to grab onto your breasts, pushing them together and toying with your nipples, causing them to become erect. Suddenly, your stomach clenched and your eyes widened, your whole body stiffening. Quick pants came from your mouth repeatedly and you spilled out onto his tongue, a low and long whine coming out loudly. Harry lapped up all your release, humming out deeply and smirking to himself when he pulled his mouth away. “That’s a good girl…” he murmured, pressing one last lingering kiss to your stimulated clit, pulling back and wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

Liam: You felt his arms go around your waist as you shut the oven, and he trapped you back against his chest. You bit your lip softly and laughed out quietly, looking over your shoulder at him. He walked you back to the island in the middle of the kitchen and let go for a moment turning you two around and lifting you up onto the counter. “I’m hungry…” he murmured and you raised your eyebrow. “Dinner’s in the oven Liam…” you giggled out softly but he shook his head, pulling your shorts down quickly. “Not for that…” he mumbled and you raised your eyebrow, lifting your hips slightly so it would be easier for him. He tossed them down onto the floor and knelt down slightly, pulling your hips to the edge of the counter. You grabbed onto the back of his head and pushed him closer, spreading your legs for him. His eagerness was transferring over to you, plus you only had so much time before the actual food would be ready. He wrapped his arms around your hips and pushed his head between your legs, nudging his nose against your clit. His lips went right to work against your heat, his mouth pushing past your folds and his teeth grazing your clit before he nibbled on it. You let out a little gasp and smirked to yourself, tightening your grip on the back of his head. You groaned out deeply and swung your legs over his shoulders, locking your ankles before resting them on his back. He took a deep breath and pressed his lips in deeper into you, jutting his tongue in and out of you slowly. You bit your lower lip and giggled out before inhaling sharply, looking down at him. “Right there baby…” you mumbled out, taking a shaky breath and resting your head slightly on your shoulder, letting out a strangled moan. You felt his lips curl into a smile against you as he ate you out, acting like it was going to be the last thing he ever got to eat.

Niall: Holding onto your hand tightly, he dragged you back into the dressing room, doing a double-check of the hallway to make sure no one was coming before he pulled you in, shutting the door behind you and locking it. Before either of you smoke a word, his lips were against yours and his hands were underneath your dress, pushing it up around your waist. You pressed your palms firmly into the door before reaching one up and holding the side of his face firmly. He pulled back, only to plant his lips back onto your jaw and dragging them down to your neck. You breathed out deeply and bit your lip softly, keeping your eyes shut. Niall looped his fingers around the material of your panties, moving them down so they could fall to your knees. The cool air hit your heat and it made you shiver slightly. Grabbing onto one of his hands and bringing it to your front, he knelt down on his knees in front of you. Your eyes opened and you glanced at him, chewing on your bottom lip. “Okay?” he asked softly and you nodded quickly. You guided his head between your legs and spread them a little more so it would be easier for him to get a wider range of access. His tongue came out of his mouth and ran up your slit. When he really got in there, you let out a breath, and tried to feel the pleasure, but he was completely ignoring your clit. Pursing your lips softly, you reached a hand down and started working on it yourself, two fingers rubbing slow circles as he dipped his tongue in and out inside of you. You felt him pull back for a moment and push your hand away. “I got it…” you heard him mumble and he moved his lips up, wrapping them around the bundle of nerves. You were hesitant for a moment but when he started putting suction on it, it was lovely. You slid down the door slightly, keeping yourself up on shaky knees. He grabbed the back of your thighs and focused on your clit, making your breathing come out as moans. You had to throw a hand over your mouth so no one could hear, but it was getting harder and harder to contain yourself.

Louis: You sat on the couch as he was kneeling between your legs, his lips and tongue going to work on you. Your whole body was taken over by a euphoric feeling, and your hands were grabbing and palming at your breasts roughly. Your breathing was staggered and heavy, and there was a blissful grin spread across your face. Every muscle in your lower body seemed to go completely limp because your legs slid off of his back and fell wide open. Louis slid his hands under your bum, pulling you closer to the edge of the couch so he could go lower, his lips brushing down over your arse. Your eyes opened and you gasped out slightly, looking down at him. “Sorry, sorry…” he murmured, glancing up at you for a moment. You shook your head and pursed your lips slightly. “Do… Do that again.” Louis smirked softly and nodded his head, slipping back down. He slid his tongue down to your back hole, slowly swirling it around in circles. You immediately and unconsciously clenched, having the automatic reaction to the sudden touch. You took a deep breath and relaxed back into the soft cushion. He continued the slow and light circles, helping you to relax and loosen up a little bit more. You didn’t really think it would feel the way it did, but now that you had allowed him to take that step, you were not complaining. Reaching a hand down between your legs, you pinched your clit gently before sliding your fingers down to your front entrance. As Louis ate you out, you began using your fingers to heighten all of your senses. Louis spread you apart so he could get better access to your sweet spots, his tongue just being able to penetrate the tight orifice. You took a deep breath and slid one of your fingers in, moaning out deeply. As you pumped it in and out, Louis moved his lips against your opening, moaning out and sending vibrations through you. You whined out and shivers shot up your back. The release was coming on a lot stronger than you anticipated, but you kept things going, not wanting it to stop.

Zayn: He looked over at you, seeing that you were still fast asleep. With an idea brewing in his head and the fact that you were still bare from the night before, he bit his lip and slipped under the covers. Carefully he manoeuvered himself between your legs and took a deep breath, rubbing the insides of your thighs gently. Biting his lip softly he took a deep breath and pressed slow, lingering kisses from the inside of your mid-thigh all the way up to your hip before trailing his lips down to your heat. He flicked his tongue over your clit at first, using two fingers to keep it revealed to his awaiting mouth. Using just the tip of his tongue, he just kept circling it until you got wet enough subconsciously. He ran two fingers over your skin and heard you breath out a little deeper. You were starting to wake up and become aware of what was going on, and when you did, you bit your lip, keeping your eyes shut. Moaning out quietly, Zayn started to wrap his lips around pieces of skin slowly, his tongue gliding along the inside of your lips. His nose pushed against your clit and his tongue pressed against your entrance. You pulled the covers up slightly to look down at him, breathing slowly and deeply. You lifted your hips slightly and his hand came up to rest on your pelvic bone, keeping you in place slightly but not restricting your movements. You whimpered out softly, grabbing onto the pillows by your head. Rocking your hips side to side slightly, you let out a shaky breath and pulled the blankets back again as he jutted his tongue and penetrated your entrance. He went on at a steady pace until your muscles started to clench around him. You rested your hands on your stomach and gasping out sharply, came out over his tongue and lips. Zayn pulled back, licking his lips before crawling up and poking his head up at you. You breathed out softly and looked at him softly, chewing your bottom lip. “Good morning love…” he chuckled out with a smirk, pressing his lips against yours lazily.

154: He snaps at you (part II).

Contains references to sexual assault and drugs.

Harry: You knew after the third double vodka and coke that you should have perhaps stopped, especially with Harry not around to get you home safely. But here you are and after the sixth one, you can barely see straight. The contacts in your phone are blurred and you’d blocked Harry’s number after the twenty seventh attempt at contacting you. “Maybe I should walk you home, love” the bartender murmurs softly, a smile dancing on his lips as he begins locking up. You shake your head and slowly climb down from the bar stool, steadying yourself once your feet are firmly on the ground. “It’s ok, my boyfriend will probably be here to pick me up” you murmur, as you take in your surroundings and realise that everyone else has left the bar, and it leaves only you two. “He’s a fool” the bartender mutters. “Letting a beautiful girl like you out of his sight and letting you drink yourself into a stupor. People might get the wrong impression” he strides across the room, and you move away from him, before your back hits the wall behind you and you’re trapped between that and the mans body. He grabs your face and presses a kiss to you lips. “No!” you yelp, bringing your hands to his face and digging your nails into his cheek. “Feisty!” he smirks. “I like it.”

Liam: “But you already work?” your friend asks you, confused. You shrug. “Yeah, but apparently not hard enough. My job will never pay me enough, and Liam buys me most of the designer stuff anyway. I never ask for anything” you murmur to your friend. “He’s right though. All I’ve brought to this relationship is my student loans and that’s a lot of money” you sigh, cradling your head in your hands. “I’m sure Liam didn’t mean anything he said (y/n). He loves you” your friend reassures you after your discussion on the argument you and Liam had had only a few days previously. You shrug. “I’m not so sure. I’ve never seen his that angry before. Especially not at me.” Your friend sighs. “Look, I don’t think Liam will agree with this idea, but if you really want the job, then come along. They’re always looking for young girls to do this sort of thing.” You cringe, knowing that the Liam before your argument wouldn’t want you working in some seedy bar with men gawking at you and paying for you to expose your body, but the Liam that you saw the other day, directing his anger towards you helped to make up your mind. “I’ll take the job” you murmur softly.

Louis: The music drowns out the talking of your friends and even complete strangers who have joined the party, and the smell of alcohol and cigarette smoke is overpowering but even you’d have to admit, going out with the girls was a lot better than staying in alone and wallowing in self pity. No doubt Louis would be out all night with the guys even after the football ends, downing one beer after the other, and you refused to let him have fun and for you to live a boring lifestyle. You hadn’t uttered a word to each other within that week and you began fearing for your relationship, but right now, you were here to have a good time and party and forget about Louis. “(Y/N)? Earth to (y/n)” your friend murmurs as she sits next to you and gains your attention. “You need to have some fun babe” you heard a voice say. You smile at the stranger, a guy who your friend was obviously going to be going home with. “Try one of these” he holds out a colourful tablet. You shake your head. “No thank you” you politely decline the drug. “Come on. Your boyfriend’s some sort of rock star or something right? He must dabble a bit” he smirks. “No, really, it’s fine” you insist. You refused to be led astray and you were proud of yourself to not give into peer pressure, but you had missed the young man slip something into your drink when you weren’t looking.

Niall: It had been a week. A whole week since the argument with Niall and you figured he was pretty pissed when he hadn’t bothered contacting you. It was only a stupid football game and you were his girlfriend, you should be his priority. How could you be expected to live together if you were constantly running around clearing up after him? You were living with a man, not raising a child for goodness sake! But you weren’t going to mope around, and your friends made sure of it. After a few hours of drinking and dancing, you turn to your friend. “I’m going to get some air” you tell her, before another friend adds a quick “me too” and accompanies you. You both take a seat outside, before he turns to you. “He’s an idiot, (y/n)” he tells you. You nod. “I know” you whisper softly. “But I still love him” you add, wrapping your arms around your body as the cold air, and the thought of Niall, makes you shiver. “You deserve better. I could treat you better, (y/n)” he tells you, before he quickly presses a kiss to your lips.

Zayn: You had zoned out after your fifth drink and you could feel the man’s hand on your thigh, finding it’s way up your skirt, his fingers gently caressing the soft skin. What was his name again? You couldn’t quite remember but at least he was showing you some attention and affection. Jack? Tom? Whoever he was, you were probably going back to his tonight anyway. Your thoughts suddenly changed when a tall, petite framed blonde entered the bar, your eyes fixated on her as she headed towards a small gathering of people. You ripped your thigh away from the young man, leaving him frowning in both confusion and disappointment as you approached the blonde. A quick streak of nervousness quickly disappeared when the photograph of her and Zayn entered your head again, a wave of nausea overcoming you. You reached out a hand, tapping her shoulder from behind. The young girl was quick to turn round and greet you with a smile, yet her features changed when she took in who it was staring back at her. “I think we need to have a chat” you tell her firmly.

This Week’s Selection

Here is yet another selection of preferences from the blog that you may or may not have known about…find something you love:

Soundtrack Series

FOUR

Steal My Girl

Ready To Run

Where Do Broken Hearts Go

18

Girl Almighty

Fool’s Gold

Night Changes

No Control

Fireproof

Spaces

Stockholm Syndrome

Clouds

Change Your Ticket

Illusion

Once In A Lifetime

Act My Age

Midnight Memories

Best Song Ever

Story Of My Life

Diana

Midnight Memories

You & I

Don’t Forget Where You Belong

Strong

Happily

Right Now

Little Black Dress

Through The Dark

Something Great

Little White Lies

Better Than Words

Why Don’t We Go There

Does He Know

Alive

Half A Heart

One Way or Another (Teenage Kicks) - The Interlude

Take Me Home

Live While We’re Young

Kiss You

Little Things

C'mon C'mon

Last First Kiss

Heart Attack

Rock Me

Change My Mind

I Would

Over Again

They Don’t Know About Us

Summer Love

She’s Not Afraid

Loved You First

Nobody Compares

Still The One

Truly, Madly, Deeply

Irresistible

Up All Night

What Makes You Beautiful

Preferences

Trust Issues

They Compliment Your Relationship

Actually, Tell Everyone

Someone Tries To Break You Up

The Other Side of Fame

Faking It

More Than A Girlfriend

Going Out Of His Way

Sneaking Around

The Boyfriend Challenge - Halloween Edition

Keeping Busy While He’s Away

You Don’t React The Way They Think You Should

You’re Too Much Alike

Out With One Of The Other Boys

Supporting Him While He’s Away

He Isn’t Where He’s Supposed To Be

He Stays With You

Management Asks A Favor

Can’t Stay Away

He Surprises The Fans With How He Treats You

You Bring Him Back To Reality

He Ignores You

You’re Asked To Leave

It Isn’t What It Looks Like

Destructive Relationship

Story Of Your Life

Maintaining Your Independence

Spending Time With His Family

You Meet Him On Tour

Long Distance

A Fan Throws Herself At Him

You Call Him Crying

He Calls You Fat - Part 2

He Calls You Fat

The Media Gets It Wrong

Exam Week

Weedgate - A Private Video Gets Leaked

Early Morning Wakeup

Graduation

Flight Delay

You Elope

You Cheat After A Fight

He Catches You Cheating

Drunk Marriage In Vegas

He Mentions You In An Interview

You Marry Someone Else

He Sees You At Your Worst

He Cheats With You

You’re The Reason They Break Up

You See Him With His New Girl

Once Upon A Time

He Confronts You About The Cheating Allegations

He Realizes He’s In Love With You

Fans See You With Lux

You’re Only Together For The Summer

Mile High Club

He Catches You Doing Something Childish

He Gets You Upset When Your Famous Ex Mentions You In An Interview

He Sees You With Your New Man

He Flies Out To See You

He Embarrasses You

He Breaks Up A Fight You Are In

You Comfort Him

He Supports You

Punk Series

You Meet For The First Time

He Tries To Get You To Go Out With Him

He’s Persistent

You Agree To Go Out With Him

First Date

First Kiss

You See Him Get Upset

You Go With Him As He Gets Another Tattoo

The First “I love you”

He’s With You For Your First Tattoo

Out Of His Element

You’re Out Of Your Element

First Fight

You Make Up

Your Family Doesn’t Approve

You Break Up

You Sleep With Someone Else

You See One Another After The Break Up

You Get Back Together

You Meet His Family

He Takes Care of You While You’re Drunk

A Major Commitment

xx

The Signs as "Four" Songs
  • Aries: No Control
  • Taurus: Fireproof
  • Gemini: Stockholm Syndrome
  • Cancer: 18
  • Leo: Ready to Run
  • Virgo: Spaces
  • Libra: Night Changes
  • Scorpio: Steal My Girl
  • Sagittarius: Girl Almighty
  • Capricorn: Fool's Gold
  • Aquarius: Where Do Broken Hearts Go
  • Pisces: Clouds
Jealous Much? ( Harry)

a/n: Requested. Hope you like

You heard them long before you even turned down the hallway. It was no wonder they weren’t responding to messages or answering your calls. With the amount of uproar they were making it was impossible to hear a phone ring. You wondered how they could even hear themselves think.

You stopped in front of Niall’s door. You weren’t at all surprised that the commotion was coming from his room. In fact, you would have been alarmed if you’d encountered only silence.

You opened the door and stepped into the hotel suite. Knocking would have been of no use, it’s not like anyone would have heard it anyway.

You stepped over abandoned bags and shoes and turned the corner.

“Sorry to break up the game guys, but it’s time for lunch. Let’s go,” you yelled over their shouting.

“Just give us a minute, we’re winning,” Liam threw over his shoulder before turning his attention back to the game.

How many times would they rematch the same FIFA video game? Your eyes rolled heavenwards, knowing fully well that they would continue shouting at the screen and at each other for the next two hours if you let them.

You marched towards the front of the room to stand in front of the television. Even though you expected it, their reactions were still comical. Niall and Louis shot up out of their seats and began yelling at you.

“What are you doing? Are you mental? Get out of the way!” they tried shooing you, but you held fast.

“You said give you fifteen minutes, it’s been over an hour guys and I am hungry! Let’s go!” you pleaded.

They continued to shout and attempt to see around you. You turned around and powered down the console. That definitely got your point across.

“Y/N!”

“Y/N, what the fuck mate!?”

“Are you kidding me? We were just about to win.”

“Dammit,Y/N!”

“Yeah, dammit, Y/N!”

Your head snapped towards the last person who spoke. The unfamiliar voice and heavily American accent belonged to a face you’d never seen. Well at least in person. Justin Bieber sat on the couch next to Niall with an Xbox controller his fingers, grinning at you.

“Uh, hello,” your head tilted to the side as you regarded him.

You had many questions. When did he get there? What was he even doing here?

You didn’t even know they knew each other.

“Hi,” his smile widened, amused at your apparent confusion.

Your eyes connected with Harry’s in search of an explanation.

“Oh, right. Justin is staying in a hotel nearby and we all decided to hang out for a bit,” your friend filled you in.

You gave a slow nod, as you processed the information. It still didn’t answer all of your questions (or any, but you were hungry and didn’t bother to delve.

“Oh, well it’s nice to meet you Justin.

“Likewise,” he returned, eyes trained on you in such a way that made you shift from one foot to the other.

You cleared your throat, turning your attentions to the boys, “I’m really sorry to cut your game time short guys but I’m starving. Can we please go get lunch?”

“Justin, want to tag along?” Louis offered.

“Sure, I can eat,” he agreed.

“Then it’s settled. Let’s go,” Liam announced.

-

Some of the road crew had decided to join the group for lunch and the large semi-circle booth you were all seated at was alive with chatter. Harry was seated to your left and picking things off your plate while you ate and Liam sat to your right telling everyone a joke he’d heard the day before. You were only half paying attention. You were much too preoccupied with the other side of the table, or rather the person sitting there. Justin made no qualms about the fact that he’d been eyeing you since you sat down.

He grinned every time your eyes met his and you couldn’t help the tiny flutters in your tummy that his smiles caused. You tried to ignore his blatant staring at first but it became difficult and finally you just gave in.

This time when your eyes made four you playfully squinted at him with your head titled.

“What?” he mouthed, playing innocent.

You rolled your eyes but your smile told him your look of annoyance was only for show. And so the rest of the lunch break continued.

When it was time for everyone to head back to the hotel Justin announced his departure, citing that he had to head to a recording session. After saying his goodbyes he subtly managed to ask you for your number.

At first you thought against doing so.

He’d seen your hesitation and with the same smile he kept giving you over lunch said, “I promise to use it.”

Everything in you warned you against him. You’d seen his name in the tabloids more often than not and his reputation this past year preceded him. But for some reason you handed your phone to him and watched with that familiar flutter in your stomach as he tinkered with it before handing it back.

“It was nice meeting you Y/N,” he grinned before he turned and left.

The hassle it took to get the boys back into the hotel unseen gave you the opportunity to freely read and respond to the sudden influx of new text messages. Up until you entered the elevator.

“Who’s that?” Harry asked once the doors closed the two of you away from everyone else.

You hadn’t even realized it was just the two of you being ushered on until you looked up.

“Hmm?”

“You’ve been smiling at your phone since we left the restaurant,” he pointed out.

You tried to hide it, but there was no use. Justin was surprisingly charming and funny.

“Justin,” you continued tapping away your response.

“You’re texting him now?” the way he asked the question was not lost on you.

Your eyes skimmed his face and found that his expression matched his tone.

“Yeah,” you shrugged, focused on typing.

“Why?”

You looked up again, with a high brow.

“I need a reason?” you grilled.

Recognizing the touchiness in your voice he focused instead on the elevator doors, choosing his next words carefully.    

“You know his reputation isn’t all that great right?”

“Didn’t seem to mind that reputation while you were all playing FIFA,” you squinted at the side of his face.

It was okay for him to hang out with Justin, but not you?

“That’s different,” he said after a deep sigh.

“How?” you wanted to know.

You shifted your weight from one foot to the other as you waited for a reply.

“He’s not trying to get into my pants, is he?” he muttered irritably, but you heard him loud and clear.

Your mouth opened, your retort burning on the tip of your tongue, but you thought twice and refrained from using it.

Instead, you breathed a humourless chuckle as the elevator dinged its arrival on your floor.

“Well, whether he is or isn’t trying to is not really any of your concern, is it Harry?” you snapped as the doors opened.

You didn’t wait for a response as you brushed past him and into the hallway.

You slammed the door behind you once you reaching the comforts of your own suite.  You were fuming.

“The nerve…” you muttered into the empty room.

His double standard when it came to keeping company with Justin was laughable, but the fact that we was getting jealous was not.

Harry was treading dangerous territory and he knew it. What right did he have to even think he could get jealous? He’d long given up the chance…


Should I bother with a part 2? Lemme knw loves. 

Imagine: Matty’s face when he sees you with another boy

You were hanging out at the swing set, waiting for your boyfriend Matty to show up. You were wearing the brand new LMFAO shirt that he bought you with leopard print leggings under your denim skirt. It was a brand new outfit you knew he would die for. You put on some lip gloss and waited for your bf.

The swing starts moving and you turn around to see a boy pushing you. “Hey,” he says “I’m Quincy, 10 years old and I like playdough and popsicles,” he says. Wow, an older man! What did you ever do to deserve this? 

Just then, you hear a big grunt from across the playground. You see Matty running as fast as he can to keep you as his gf, so nobody else can have you. He runs over and kicks Quincy in the shin.

“Are you cheating on me?” He asks. “With an older man?" 

"Matty I would never-” You start.

“Save it toots, I don’t want to hear it.” Before you fully think it through, you hold his hand. “I didn’t know you felt that way y/n” You guys hold hands all the way to the candy store where he buys you a new pack of nerds <3

155: He snaps at you (part III).

Contains references to sexual assault and drugs.

Harry: “Please stop!” you scream at the man but it’s no use. You try to fight him off but his hands pin your wrists tightly above your head and his knee forces your legs apart. He lowers his lips onto your now exposed shoulder. Fresh tears stain your cheeks as you try to arch your back away from the wall and fight against his firm grip. “No!” you scream again. “Your struggling’s making me hard” he smirks. Your tears cloud your vision and you zone out, not wanting to hear or see anything. Within seconds, you feel the man being ripped away from you and thrown to the floor. “She said no!” you hear a familiar voice scream. “She fucking said no!” he repeats. You sigh in relief, finally being able to breathe again without the weight of your attacker on you, shock still overcoming your body. “What kind of man doesn’t listen to the word no!” he yells, his curled fist repeatedly making contact with the man’s face. “Harry!” you scream, a small yelp escaping from your lips. You grab his arm and gently pull him away, and you’re not sure whether you’re trying to stop him from killing the vile human before your eyes or if you do it for comfort. You thought you’d seen him at his angriest during your fight, but this, this really was the angriest you have ever seen him, hatred filling his eyes as he realises what could have happened had he arrived any later. “I got you” he murmurs softly, his tone changing as he pulls your body into him. “It’s ok baby, I’m here” he whispers gently, pressing soft kisses to your forehead, his arms tight around your body.

Liam: You stare in the mirror, taking in your reflection. You’re covered in make up and your body is exposed in just your underwear. You sigh, brushing your hair off your shoulder as you think of the money you will soon hold in your hand that will help you to support yourself whilst with Liam. You leave the dressing room and head into the bar area where for the last week, you’ve been exposing your body to men. You know you’re up next and you just can’t wait for it to be over and done with. You take to the pole and dance, putting on a show for goggling eyes of varying ages. Money occasionally finds its way from men’s pockets and onto the floor around you and you shrug off the wolf whistling and degrading comments you hear. The music changes, signalling a change over, and you leave the dance area. You grab your kimono and wrap it around your body, before heading to the bar for a drink. “Gin and tonic please” you ask the barmaid. “Make it a double.” You watch with intent as she pours your drink before she places it on the surface in front of you. Before you have the chance to place any cash on the bar, the presence behind you reaches out and hands the barmaid a crisp note. “It’s on me” he murmurs. You turn to face him, anger and hurt embedded in his eyes, followed by his voice thick with emotion. “I think we need to talk.”

Louis: The last thing you had remembered was leaving the club for fresh air and collapsing in the street, your friends panicking as they realised it was more than just alcohol that had caused this. Your feeble attempts at stopping them from contacting anyone had failed, and your friend had phoned Louis. The conversation consisted of your friend saying “it’s (y/n)” before Louis sighed and muttered a quick “I’ll be there.” When he arrived at the scene, he didn’t expect the sight that greeted him. Paramedics were tending to your limp body, an oxygen mask placed over your nose and mouth. Your friend quickly approached him upon his arrival, holding a firm hand on his chest to prevent him coming any closer. “How much did she fucking drink?!” he roars at her, although fear evident in his voice. Your friend shakes her head. “She barely touched a drop of alcohol” she whispers, tears in her eyes. Louis gasps and shakes his head. “What did she take?!” he says in a loud whisper. Your friend lets out an involuntary sob. “I should have stopped him Louis, but he seemed like a nice guy …” Louis shakes his head. “You’re a shitty friend” he tells her firmly, finally making sense of the situation. “And you need to tell the police, or I will.” He leaves your friend regretting the decisions she made tonight as he approaches the paramedics tending to you, lowering his body to the ground and holding your hand. “Is she going to be ok?” he asks in a small voice. “Please make her ok. I can’t live without her” he cries.

Niall: “No!” you scream at your friend. “What the hell do you thin you’re doing? We’re just friends, you can’t just kiss me like that!” you tell him firmly. He shrugs. “But we could be so good together! I’d treat you better than that fucking arsehole. I wouldn’t talk to you like shit and I wouldn’t expect you to do all my dirty work for me. Please (y/n), we could be great!” You shake your head. “You’re right, he is an arsehole. Even I know I didn’t deserve the way he spoke to me, but that doesn’t mean I’ve stopped loving him. I love him so much it hurts and I just want him back” you sob. Taking advantage of your vulnerable, teary state, your friend lunges towards you again, pressing another kiss to your lips. “No!” you told him again, before you felt a firm, yet gentle arm pull you away from your friend. “The lady said no the first time mate so back off.” Your friend sniggers. “Niall, mate, she deserves better” he tells your boyfriend. Niall gently guides your body behind him, his body shielding your own. “Maybe she does deserve better, yes, but she obviously doesn’t want you, so drop it. She said no and you didn’t listen.” Your friend emits an involuntary gasp. “I wouldn’t” he begins with a gulp. Niall nods, pressing his lips into a thin line. “I think you should go” he murmurs, and you press your hand onto Niall’s shoulder gently, reminding him you’re there. Your friend takes Niall’s orders and leaves without a goodbye, leaving you and Niall alone.

Zayn: “You’re (y/n), right? Zayn’s girl?” she asks. “How dare you even say his name you whore!” you scream at her, her peers and customers in the bar turning their heads to look at you and see what the commotion was. “Excuse me?” she asks in a high pitched voice, holding her hand to her heart as if she’d been offended. “You heard me. You stay away from my boyfriend!” you tell her firmly. “As if I’d want him, especially when he’s been with you” the blonde retaliates. “I saw the pictures” you tell her, placing your hand on your hip. She sniggers, and her friends behind her seem to be enjoying the confrontation between the two of you. “Ok, I’ll be honest” she smirks. “He was the best I’d ever had. He kissed me and touched me and made me feel so special. You’re probably a frigid virgin that he’d never fuck” she murmured. Without thinking about your actions or the consequences, you curled your fist into a ball and sent it flying towards her face. Before you knew it, you were both pulling on each other’s clothes and hair, screaming cruel and vile names at each other. Whilst some spectators were cheering at the scene like a playground fight, others weren’t so impressed, and within moments, you felt a strong pair of arms wrap around your waist and pull you away from the scene. The actions were mirrored as the blonde too, was pulled away. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?!” Zayn yells from behind you, his grasp still firmly on your waist, and although anger was at the forefront, hurt was evident in his voice.