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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.

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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

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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

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um yeah hi this is a lil harry (styles) pref i wrote

ship: harry x reader
rating: T (for suggestive themes, kinda.)

based on these prompts:

33. I think we should have another

37. Twins? We’re… we’re having twins?!

75. Did I stutter?


“I think we should have another” Your husband Harry, whispers to you, pressing a kiss to your temple as you gaze adoringly at your one year old son sleeping in his crib. You turn around to face him, leading him out of the room so you can speak without whispering. “Already? Luca’s first birthday was a week ago!” You had planned to have another baby in a few years, but not this soon. Harry sighs, running his hand through his hair. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to spring it on you like that, but well… I’ve got baby fever, as they say.” You giggle as you recall how ever since he found out you were pregnant he bought loads of pregnancy books, read parenting blogs, and doted on you every second of every minute of every hour of every day. Once Luca was born, Harry spent as much time as possible with you and his son, even taking a few months away from his music to be with his family. “What’re you laughing about?” Harry asks, tilting his head to one side and looking at you inquisitively. “Oh, nothing.” You smile up at him. “I’ll think about it.” He kisses your forehead and you sigh contentedly. “I love you, Y/N. Let’s go to bed.”

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Wedding Series #4 - Telling Someone (Harry)

Harry could barely contain the smile on his face as he walked into the pub he was meeting the boys in, wanting to tell them that you’d said yes to being his wife, something he still couldn’t quite believe no matter how many days had passed since he’d asked. It was almost unbelievable to him that soon you’d be his forever, that he’d never have to worry about losing you again.

You’d both agreed on keeping the engagement quiet so you could just enjoy the bliss that came along with being engaged. Harry didn’t want to deal with the whiplash of hate that was sure to find the both of you as soon as it was announced and he didn’t want you to deal with it either. That being said though, Harry wanted to at least tell his best mates, knowing they wouldn’t blab about it to anyone else until you and Harry were comfortable with it.

Looking around the modestly crowded bar Harry spotted Niall first, sitting at a booth further towards the back. He weaved himself around people and across the dance floor until he was sliding into the seat next to Liam, giving each of his friends a beaming smile.
“Hey lads.”
“Harry,” Louis nodded, taking a sip of his beer.
Niall slid a schooner over the table and Harry took a mouthful gratefully.
“So, I have something to tell you all.”
“What’s that mate?” Liam enquired, raising one of his eyebrows.
“She said yes.”

Harry stated it simply, watching to see the reactions as soon as the boys understood what he was saying. He looked around at all their faces, noting the same confused expression.
“Wait,” Louis said a minute later, his eyes widening slightly. “Did you ask y/n what I think you did?!”
“Asked what?” Niall cut in, scrunching up his nose.
“Did you ask her to marry you?” Liam continued, clapping Harry on the back.

Harry just nodded. “Yep, and she said yes!”

Written By Bree xx 

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

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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 

Rebloggable Masterlist

Friendly reminder that I am NOT taking requests atm

All Preferences

#1 He Wants a Threesome with Another Girl (Smut)

#2 A Day at the Beach (Visual)

#3 His Favorite Lingerie (Visual) [Plus Sized]

#4 He Tweets a Workout Picture & You Reply (Visual)

#5 You’re an Actor & He Helps You Rehearse

#6 Victoria’s Secret Angel

#7 Weight Loss

#8 Your Talent

#9 Another Band Member Gets Flirty

#10 (Requested) He Has a Stomach Ache

#11 (Requested) He Gets Carsick

#12 He’s Teased for Your Modelling

#13 

#14 Telling Him You’re Pregnant

#15 (Requested) Rainy Sunday

#16 Telling His Family You’re Pregnant

#17 Twitter Pregnancy Announcement (Visual)

#18 (Worldwide Writer’s) Honeymoon

#19 Complimented When You Feel Insecure

#20 Trauma (Trigger Warning) [Alternative Version]

#21 You’re a Rape Survivor (Trigger Warning) [Part 2]

#22 Loud (Smut)

#23 “I told you…”

#24 “Genius”

#25 (Requested) Trauma Alternative (Trigger Warning) [Original]

#26 (Requested) Rape Survivor Continuation (Trigger Warning) [Original]

#27 Something Old, Something New, Something Borrowed, Something Blue

#28 Outfit That Turns Him On

#29 His Kink (Smut)

#30 The Boys Ask about Your Sex Life

#31 His Favorite Lingerie (Plus Sized) [Original]

#32 (Requested) Rape Survivor P3 (Trigger Warning) [Original] [Part 2]

#33 New York Fashion Week


Parenthood Series

Telling Him You’re Pregnant

Telling His Family

Twitter Announcement (Visual)


Model Series

VS Angel

He’s Teased for Your Modelling (Visual)

NYFW


One Shots and Blurbs

Harry One Shots

Teach Me a Lesson (Light Smut)

(Requested) Pull my Hair (TMAL Continuation - Smut)

Lost Time (Smut)

(Requested) Three Sheets 

Liam One Shots

Birthday Boy Becomes a Birthday Toy (Smut)

My Muse (Smut)

Niall One Shots

Talk French-y to Me (Smut)

(Requested) I’m No Princess (Smut)

(Requested) Silent Treatment (Smut & Light Fluff?)

Study Break (Light Smut)

(Requested) Fallen Angel (Frat!Niall Smut)

(Requested) What Once Was 

(Requested) Just Something About It

(Requested) Back to Heaven (Angel Series P2 - Smut)

(Requested) What He Couldn’t Have (Smut)

(Requested) Diffident (Smut)

(Requested) Move Heaven and Earth (Angel Series P3)

(Requested) What He Needed to Prove (What He Couldn’t Have Continuation - Smut)

Louis One Shots

(Requested) Tough and Tender (Smut & Fluff)

BoyxBoy One Shots

Jolene (Lirry Smut)


Angel Series

(AKA Frat!Niall Series)

Fallen Angel (Smut)

Back to Heaven (Smut)

Move Heaven and Earth


Headcanons

(Pref 18 was posted on another account but was written by me) :)

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  1. You get scared
  2. First day of school for your kid
  3. He buys you a puppy for your birthday
  4. He takes you to his favourite bands concert
  5. You look after him while he is sick
  6. You are stressed and he helps you out
  7. You have a nightmare and he comforts you
  8. What he does when you can’t sleep
  9. How you two meet
  10. He is protective of your kids
  11. You’re sick and he looks after you
  12. You get paranoid
  13. You have a disagreement
  14. What you do when he has time off
  15. He annoys you
  16. You get drunk
  17. Your child gives him the silent treatement
  18. He gets jealous
  19. You get into a small arguement
  20. You have an argument and your child walks in
  21. He is protective of his little girl
  22. Your child hurts themselves
  23. Your child misses him
  24. You meet his child from a previous relationship
  25. You meet his child from a previous relationship, part 2
  26. The movie you both watch together
  27. Your song
  28. The photo you both love 
  29. The Onesie you put on your child
  30. he thinks you’re pregnant when you’re not
  31. little things he does in the morning
  32. Your childs first words
  33. Your child asks how you meet
  34. Insecurities 
  35. Cold Nights
  36. Before bed
  37. You’re over worked
  38. He is on vocal rest
  39. Miss read sonogram
  40. He is so protective he thinks you’re losing weight the wrong way, making yourself sick 2/5
  41. It’s snowing
  42. Picture pref - teacher
  43. Picture pref -Niall takes you to a game
  44. Your parents argue
  45. You introduce him to your large family
  46. You get home sick
  47. Picture preference -They are in jail
  48. Security hassle you
  49. seeing at the airport after 6 months
  50. you want a pet
  51. When you’re scared
  52. I love when you kiss me
  53. First public appearance 
  54. You’re sick
  55. you’re a disney princess -Harry
  56. You kick him out of the bed

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Latest Blurbs/ Prompts

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The One with The Boyfriend Who’s Lonely on Tour

aka you’re friend posts a video of you on her snapchat story and he sees it

listen y’all i’m extremely sorry about the lack of prince parts but i’ve just not been very motivated. if y’all would like to send in ideas it would help loads.

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.

#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.

Preference #6: Makeup Sex - Part 4 (Harry)

“You really won’t come along?”

You glance up to see Harry’s tall frame slouched in the doorframe, cute pout prominent on his handsome face. Biting your lips to hide your smile, you put your focus back to your computer screen, where you’re close to completing the eighth page of your big research paper that’s due in three days.

“I can’t. You know I would if I could, but I have to-”

Finish your paper, I know,” Harry drawls in a mocking whine, flopping dramatically across the bed right at your feet, lying on his side with his head propped up on one large fist. You scowl at the papers that he sends scattering, shuffling them back into some kind of working order and carefully avoiding his wide, imploring eyes. It isn’t as if you don’t want to go with him to Niall’s place for some good old fashioned game watching, beer swilling fun, in fact you want to go everywhere with him now that he’s finally home with you, but until you turn this paper in and stop having nightmares about it you can’t glue yourself to Harry’s side like you want to.

“Don’t you want to go hang out with your guy friends?” You try a different tactic amongst revising the last sentence that you just typed. “If I went I’d throw off the balance of testosterone.”

“Are you joking?” Harry sounds positively appalled at your words, giving you a deeply incredulous look. “I’m surrounded by those knobheads 10 months out of the year, if I have to see Niall’s arse one more time I think I’ll lose it.” He waits until you’re done laughing to continue, lightly tickling the sole of your foot to wring a few more giggles out of you. “You’re always fun to be around, baby, and the guys think so too.” Harry crawls his way closer to you until he’s sprawled on his belly close your right side. From there you can’t hide behind your laptop screen and pretend you don’t see him playing the cute card to persuade you. “I don’t wanna go without you.” His lips press tenderly to your arm, his hand wrapping warmly around yours, and you can’t help but meet his honest eyes. “I missed you so much while I was away. I just wanna be near you, all the time.”

Well, fuck.

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Harry AU// Not Another Causality

Harry as a FBI Profiler

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Niall//Louis//Zayn 

*****Mentions of Rape******

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Cases that lasted longer than a week were always hard on Harry. He would feel responsible for not being quick enough to figure out who the unsub was. He would come home frustrated, but continue to work on the case if it was local. This didn’t leave much planning for the wedding you were planning that was a couple months away. He tried to help out, but he was always busy.

You woke up from your sleep to find Harry not by your side. He always let cases take propriety over his sleep. You got up and slipped on your sweats and made your way through the dark hallway to the lit study. You poked your head inside to find Harry looking down at many files with a couple files.

“Harry?” you asked, walking inside.

“Babe, why are you up?” he asked, looking up. The bags under his eyes were evident.

“I could ask you the same thing, love.” You walked over to him and sat down on his lap. “What happened to fresh eyes for cases?”

“I know, I know,” he mumbled. “All these women this unsub is taking have nothing in common. Ages ranging from early twenties to mid forties. He has crossed all social and economic divides and nothing. He dumped another body today and we know he already has another victim lined up.”

You frowned at Harry’s frustration and the lack of pattern found. “Harry, you need sleep. You can’t get any new information this time of night. We can talk about sitting arrangements for the reception because that always makes you sleep.” You both softly chuckled at your remark.

“I don’t deserve you,” your fiance whispered in the crook of your neck.

“Mmm, let’s go to bed,” you hummed, getting off his lap and pulling him with you to bed.

The next morning, Harry, of course, woke up before and began getting ready for the day. You woke up just as he was finishing getting dressed.

“Be safe,” you smiled, stressing out your limbs. “I’ll be with our planner today, so if you want to add something text me.”

He slightly smiled, “I love you, Y/N.” he kissed your forehead.

“Now go kick ass,” you smiled, handing him his phone.

He slightly chuckled before heading off to work.

“Late night with Y/N?”  Louis asked Harry as Harry looked through a file.

“No but with these files instead,” Harry said, closing up the over-read file. “And Y/N has been busy with the wedding stuff.”

“Have you even helped with anything in the wedding?” Louis questioned.

“I try, but I always here. Y/N understands but I know she would like me there with her.”

Harry had always felt guilty about not being their to help you. He thought when he proposed you both could do it together. You always told him you were okay, but he knew better. You knew he was always busy, and he put a lot of heart into his work; that’s what you found the most attractive about him when you met him. It got in away of some things, but you understood.

“Hey…guys we have another one,” Niall said slowly.

“Where?”

“That’s the thing, Harry,” he mumbled, fingers running through his hair “….it’s Y/N…”

Harry felt his entire stomach drop and eyes widened. All his questions faded before they could made into words. His calm demeanor turned into anger.

“Let’s go.”

The ten minute drive seemed longer than usual. Harry couldn’t help but to cringe at the crime scene in and around his house when they entered. He quickly noticed everything out of place. Everything seemed off.

“Your wedding planner found her. The door was open.”

“Where did the unsub enter from?” Harry asked.

“It wasn’t a forceful entry. Y/N let him in,” Niall told him. “It looks like he made it all the way to the living room before-”

“Y/N had a bad feeling about this guy,” Harry interrupted, walking to the couch. “Y/N brought her glass of water to the other side of the couch. You can tell by the water ring on the table. She sat closer to our hidden gun in this drawer,” Harry said pulling out of the drawer. “It was locked. She unlocked it.”

“You don’t fall unto an FBI’s fiance on accident. Y/N’s his end game; the other victims were surrogates for Y/N.”

“Niall, this guy beat and raped his victims. We have to find her.”

“And we will. This unsub played out fantasies with these women. He wants to keep Y/N. She’s smart. She’ll do what she has to so she can survive.”

“That’s what I’m afraid of.”

It was hard for Harry to go through you your past. He looked through old photos of boyfriends and your phone history. Everything was normal he just always hoped he would never have to do this.

“Harry, we all understand if you don’t want to work this right now,” Zayn told him. “You’re too close to this case.”

“I’m not stopping until we find her, Zayn. She’s my fiance,” Harry sighed. “I’m working this case. If your pregnant girlfriend went taken by a murder rapist, would you stop working the case?”

Zayn understood. Unfortunately, this was a causality of the job. No one expected him to stop working the case.

“We’re gonna find her. No one here is gonna sleep until you have her back,” he promised. Harry knew he was going to find you, but at what state?

Hours past by. There were no clues coming in either. Harry was losing it; he was suffering because he knew what could be happening to you. When he proposed, he promised he would protect you. He was failing if he did say so himself.

“Styles,” Louis called, motioning him to his office. He went there. When he arrived, Louis closed the door. “Are you aware of Y/N’s past and what she used to do before she became a therapist?”

He shrugged, “She never really talks about it before; she always said she was in college getting her degree.

“Did she ever tell you about Michael Taylor?” Louis asked, handing him a photo.

“I’ve never seen him before. Who is this?”

“He was a professor at her college. She took a couple of his classes. After she graduated, he quit. Harry, has a record of stalking and sexual assault.”

“Are you saying he stalked and assaulted Y/N?” Harry asked, anger was boiling in him.

“I’m saying, once your announcement of your engagement was in the paper, he quit his job at the diner he worked at. He’s worth looking into,” Louis told him just before his phone rang.

He answered it on speakerphone, “Tomlinson.”

“There’s a call on line 3 about the abduction. He wants to talk to Harry,” Niall said.

“Set up a trap and trace,” Louis said before hanging up. “Let’s go.”

Harry was already opening the door before Louis could get out the words. He walked down the steps straight to the phone.

He put it on speakerphone, “This is SSA Harry-”

“Styles, I know,” he chuckled. “How are you?”

“I’d be better if you were straight with me, Michael,” Harry said.

“Glad we got each other already acquainted,” Michael said. “and you gorgeous finance is doing just perfect,” he mentioned.

Harry controlled himself. He had a job to do. “What made Y/N so special then the rest of the girls you taught? I can’t imagine; enlighten me.”

“The same reason why you want to marry her. Her skin, her lips , her voice, her body oh her body. The way here chest rises when her breathing is heavy; her soft lips; the way she screams calling for you Agent Styles. Where are you Harry. You can’t even take care of one person that you claim you love. ”

Harry couldn’t take much more of this. His heart broke thinking of you calling for him and he couldn’t hear your cry. He would only imagine what was and what had happened to you.

“Michael I want to get you out of this with Y/N; I see how much you love her.” He felt sick saying this. “I’ll even make you a deal: let me hear that she’s alive and I’ll make sure of it that you get out of this.” It was silent. “You just wanted Y/N; you didn’t want the other women, but we need proof of life”

Harry felt sick to his stomach saying these things. His heart felt like it was suffering.

“H-harry,” he heard you whisper through the phone.

“Y/N,” he sighed out in a bit of relief, “are you okay? Do you know where you are?”

He heard a whimper leave your lips, “Remember where you proposed?” you asked. “And how I said ‘I wish I could have this as a recording’”

He nodded, “Yeah, I do, Y/N.”

“Please just remember…”

“That’s enough!” you heard Michael yell.

“Harry, you if come he’ll kill you!” you heard Y/N cry before the line went dead.

Rage filled the pit of Harry’s stomach. His grip on his phone was hard as he slammed it down, walking to his office and shutting the door. A picture of you and him off his desk. He picked it up; a photo of you two at a family reunion. You were sitting on his lap, and his hands were around your waist.

He had to stay focus on you for you.

“Styles,” Zayn, said opening the door, “we have an address,” he said, holding up a piece of paper.

“Where?” he asked as he walked out with Zayn.

“The number wasn’t traceable but it bounced off a cell tower. We cross-referenced the area around the cell tower with buildings in his mother’s maiden name since his last name was clean. We got funeral home owned the his grandmother out of business ten years ago after her death.”

“He knows we’re coming. He wouldn’t of made it that easy,” Harry said. “He had this planned out to the end.”

Harry couldn’t even want to think about what you had been through in the couple hours. The things Michael could of did to you or what you have seen. This was exactly what Harry wanted to protected you from. The horrors of the world.

“Styles?” he heard Zayn say loudly, snapping out of his thought, “we’re here, but we think you should sit this out.”

“Zayn, you know I can’t do that,” Harry told him again. “My life, my future wife is being held captive in there. You know I can’t sit this one out.”

“Fine, but you’re with me,” Zayn told him, as they both got out of the car. Harry nodded as they got out of the car. “Come on.”

Harry what Zayn said. He knew everyone here wanted you back as much as he did. SWAT led as Zayn, Niall, and Harry led behind them as they entered the abandoning building. Harry’s heart never raced this fast before. The same could be said for his teammates. You were family, for all of them.

Room after room they checked and you weren’t there. Harry’s heart couldn’t take it anymore.

The last door.

It had to be.

Zayn had his hand on the door before looking at Harry for the go to open the door. Harry nodded with his gun raised. Zayn quickly opened the door revealing dimly lit room; photos of Harry and you covered the walls. Some photos were more personal than others.

“Isn’t she just stunning,” Michael cheekily smiled from the other side of the room. You sat on the floor gagged and a gun to your temple. “I must say she looks quite ravishing in bed.”

“Michael, let her go. It’s over,” Zayn said, coming from behind Harry, his gun ready in place.

“I can only imagine what you’re feeling right now agent Styles,” he said, staring down Harry.

“Enlighten me.”

“Couldn’t even save your own finance. And oh how she cried for you to save. How she screamed. I don’t think she has even screamed your name like that.” Tears rolled down your face unto the rag in your mouth. “I guess fresh eyes would have been better for this case. Maybe you could have been a better profiler.”

“Michael, I will put a bullet through your skull if they gun even flinches. Let her go,” Harry starred coldly.

“Fine.” He dropped his gun and let go of the back of your shirt. “I win anyway.”

Zayn quickly took Michael down; Harry ran straight for you. Tears brimmed your eyes again.

“Hey, hey, hey, it’s okay,” he said while untying your hands and removing the gag, choked up a bit. “I’m here Y/N.”

You wrapped your arms around him, burying your head into his chest, “Harry, thank you.”

“I promise I’ll spend the rest of my life making it up to you.

You eventually made you way to the hospitable and was there for a week. You didn’t discuss anything that happened, but the hospitable ran test; Harry knew.

You were finally home, but could even find yourself sitting in the living room. You mostly stayed in bed. Harry understood he gave you time.

Weeks passed and the wedding was postponed for a later date. Harry was on leave, and that made him there for every nightmare. He was there do remind you where you were and how he loved you.

It was a long way to recovery.

*a year and half later*

“Harry, where are we going,” you asked as you both walked down the street. “I don’t like surprises.”

“Hold on, we’re almost there,” he chuckled.

You had been done with therapy for almost a couple months and you have not had a nightmare for almost ten months. It took awhile before you and Harry could be imitate again; it was hard on both of you, but you recovered.

Instead of a huge wedding, you guys decided on a smaller one six months ago. It was nothing big; it was very simple and private.

“Okay, now open,” he smiled, uncovering your eyes. You looked up at the house standing before you. “Welcome home.” He placed a key in your hand.

“Harry, I know we talked about buying a new house, but I-”

“I want to raise our new family of three now,” he smiled, rubbing your stomach, “in a new home with new memories. I’m fifteen minutes from work, five minutes from a nice playground and a good school. I wanna start our life here. Just say you’ll move in with me, Mrs. Styles.”

You chuckled as you toyed with the key, “Thank for the last year or so, Harry. I love you.” You pressed your lips against his.

“I love you, too, but we have six months before our lives becomes all about this child, so shall we?”

You hooked you arm into his, “If I’m with you, always.”

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

THE PERFECTS BATHROOM
•|| before you read this keep in mind I haven’t written smut in a very long time. Oh and also smut warning||•
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After dinner you headed up to draco’s room to hang out until curfew.
For a while you and darco sat around talking and laughing.
It didn’t take long for the two of you to start kissing.
Laying on his bed on your back. Draco propping himself up above you. Pulling away from the kiss he moves down to your neck sucking on your sweet spot making you moan.
You push him onto his back on the bed straddling him. Undoing his robe you feel your way up his torso before pressing your lips are agents his. You could feel his smile when you began to rock your hips.
Felling his bulge you rocked harder, which was followed by a low moan that came from draco.
“Y/n. Y/n. Wait I have an idea.” He pulls away smiling.
Jumping up he pulled you to the 5th floor, perfects bathroom.
“Really?” You look at him.
“They have a huge tub.” He smiles pulling you into the bathroom.
Stripping down to your bra and underwear while Draco to just his boxers.
He gets in the tub (the one from GOF) sitting down telling you to get in.
Following his command you slowly climb in finding your seat on dracos lap.
“Hey beautiful.” He smiles at you.
“Oh shut up.” You smile leaning in for a kiss. It was hard and quick. His tongue licking at your lips asking for entrance. You part your lips slightly,draco make his way in. His hands went to undo your bra as you tangled your hands in his hair. Your strapless bra fell and dracos hands moved to your breasts. Draco breaks the kiss.
“Stand up.” He smiles.
Doing as your told u stand up your pantie line right i from of his face. With his fingers he slowly pulls the black Lacey thong too your ankles.
“Damn.” He whispers to himself glancing up and down.
You find your places back on his lap. But not before you stripped him of his boxers making his hard dick smack his stomach.
Slowly you pump with your hand smiling at him.
“Harder” he bags
“No.” You smile.
Lifting his giant member do its just touching your folds.
Slightly you rock your hips while teasing yourself with his tip.
“I need to fuck you now.” He says slamming your hips down into him making him fully entire you.
He lifts you up and down slamming into your g spot ever time.
You moan as you come close to your climax clawing at dracos shoulders .
“I- im- gunna- cum.” You say
He sales his head in agreeing as he pounds you down harder and faster then before.
He hits your g spot again making you cum while he still pumped ridding out out until he too came.
You collapse on top of him resting your head in his shoulder.
“Great idea.” You whispers to him.

•|| first smut ever OMG! I hope u guys liked! Message if you want more! Sorry if there’s any spelling or grammar im half asleep.||•

This Week’s Selection

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

Preferences

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

What You Did Before You Met

Romantic Vacation Together And The Fans Think He’s Going To Propose

First Time Spending The Night Together

The Hotel Lobby Calls With Noise Complaints

The First “I Love You”

The Little Things You Do That Let Him Know You Care

Threesome

Another Guy Hits You/Hits On You and He Loses It

He Wants To Elope

Your Waiter Hits On You

Birthday Gifts

He Spends Time With Your Sibling

He Meets Your Ex And He’s A Douche

He Walks Out Of An Interview

You Have A Scar And You Tell Him How You Got It

Inside Jokes  

He Wants You To Move In But You Aren’t Ready

Your Ex Shows Up When You Aren’t Home

Dirty Tweets From Fans

He Whispers Something Dirty To You During A TwitCam

You Meet The Super Fans

You Befriend A Fan

He Makes Fun Of Your Southern Accent

Your Best Friend Has A Baby

When You Know He’s Jealous

PDA

His Mom Calls You About The Pregnancy Rumors

What He Buys You Just Because  

How He Handles The Fan Fiction Written About Him

How He Acts At Home When It’s Just The Two Of You

You Catch Him Watching Porn

He Helps You Dye Your Hair

He Takes You To The Hospital

One of the Other Boys Sets You Two Up

Massage Time, Not Dirty

You See Him Cry

Day At The Water Park

You Get Swarmed By The Paps/Fans While Out

Role Play

He’s Too Busy To Call, How He Makes Up For It

He Flies Out To See You When He Isn’t Supposed To

Sneaking Back Into The Hotel

Sneaking Out Of The Hotel

Another Guy Tries To Take You Home At The Club

Drunk Sex

How You Retaliate Against Management

He Compares You To His Ex

You Get Sick And Another Boy Takes Care Of You

He Meets You And You’re Already Pregnant

The Moment He Realized You Were The One

The Moment You Realize He’s The One

How You Help Him Deal With The Stress

You’re In A Music Video

Subtle Things You Do To Showcase Your Relationship  

How You Know He’s In The Mood

You Do Something For Charity

Coffee Date

He Accidentally Makes You Feel Insecure

You Get In A Fight And Stay At One Of The Other Boy’s Houses

His Best Friend Likes You

You Get Drunk With The Other Boys

You Get Sick

Your Family Doesn’t Approve

He’s Famous But Not Because of 1D

What The Other Boys Think And Say About You

He Wants to Quit

A Fan Calls Your Phone  

He Finds Out One Of The Boys Had A Wet Dream About You

Fans Outside The House

House Party

He Gets You Something Really Expensive

His Ex Shows Up While He’s Away

What His Family Says About You

He Catches You Jamming To 1D

Childhood Memories

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

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Preference #11 - He Includes You in His Future

Harry

If there was one thing you’d learned while dating Harry, it was that he didn’t like feeling like a ‘famous’ person. He never wanted or asked for preferential treatment, and he hated it when people told him he couldn’t do a certain activity as it would be too ‘dangerous’. From a pure pragmatic point of view, you’d told Harry that if he wanted to replace his kitchen appliances, he should just order them online and have them delivered at his house, or yours if privacy was an issue. However, he’d stubbornly refused and instead had dragged you to London’s city center to shop. “Don’t you think it’s so much better to see them in real life than just a photo?” You couldn’t help but snort, as you were pretty sure many fans of his would say the exact same thing about him and his bandmates. He shot you a feigned irritated look, knowing what had made you laugh, before replacing it with a dimpled smile. ‘Yes, so much better,’ you said, hating yourself for being absolutely inadequate when it came to denying a dimpled Harry anything. “Hmm, what do you think of this one?” He motioned towards a coffee machine, making you frown in confusion. ‘Babe, you don’t even drink coffee, why would you spend…. 500 pounds?! No way, I’m not going to let you spend 500 pounds on a coffee machine you’ll never use!’ You said, horrified at Harry’s sudden interest in the machine. He didn’t seem swayed by your argument, and instead started flipping through the user’s guide that was lying next to it. “Says here it was voted the best in its category of appliances, do you reckon it’d make a good cup of coffee? Even has a grinder, so it’s all fresh. You always say that’s the best right?” His green eyes focused back on you curiously, as you let out a defeated sigh, before nodding. ‘Yeah, it is. And this is the best brand, also use it at my favorite coffee place. Still, you don’t need it.’ “You drink coffee,” was all Harry pointed out, and suddenly realization seeped in as to what he meant. You were probably gaping like a fish, because he grinned, and then pressed a quick kiss to your lips. “I hope that’s a yes to you drinking some more coffee at my place in the future.”

Liam

You couldn’t help but smile at Liam’s fond expression while he was skyping with his mother and sisters. It was obvious he really was a family kind of guy, and missed them all terribly. The sentiment was definitely reciprocated, judging by the tearful face of his mum on the screen. While Liam had popped into his bedroom to answer the skype call, you’d busied yourself with continuing to watch the tv-show, but that had become boring quite quickly. So instead, you’d focused on folding Liam’s laundry that was still in a hamper in his living room and had really only meant to quickly bring it into his bedroom, rather than hover awkwardly by the door when you’d seen both Liam and his family on the small screen of his laptop.  “Are you letting poor [Y/N] do your laundry?” Liam’s head whipped around to face me, and he let out a laugh at my stricken face. ‘No, no! I was just feeling restless, so –’ you started, but Karen wasn’t even listening. “Liam that is not how I raised you, you’re almost 24.” He rolled his eyes and reached out to wrap his hand around your wrist, tugging you closer until you were draped over his lap. ‘Can we talk about my birthday, rather than who does my laundry? Which is actually usually me, mum,’ Liam said pointedly, his nose nuzzling into your neck. Liam was never shy when it came to PDA, which had come as a welcome surprise to you, squeezing the hand that was wrapped around your waist affectionately in response. ‘So, I was thinking that maybe we’d drive to Wolverhampton for the weekend – [Y/N] has an exam on Friday so we’d be coming from Birmingham.’ Liam started discussing his birthday plans, while you were too busy staring at him with obvious surprise. You hadn’t even talked about his birthday, because it was still months away and yet here Liam was including you into the festivities, even wanting you there celebrating with his family. A big smile spread onto your face as you realized he saw you in his future, just like you saw him in yours.

Louis

“No, no that won’t work,” Louis muttered into the receiver, rolling his eyes at you as he let himself fall back on the bed. What was supposed to be a nice holiday, including no one else but you and Louis, had turned into a ménage a trois with Louis’ phone. You still smiled at his own annoyance with the situation, and climbed onto the bed to snuggle into his side, fingers trailing over his chest, tracing the outlines of his tattoos. His hand absentmindedly started stroking your hair, but then another groan escaped him – apparently frustrated with whatever he was being told, and reached up to pinch his nose. “Look, if you don’t even know what the hell you’re saying then don’t bother me until you’ve got it figured out yeah? I’m on holiday, for God’s sake,” he was getting more and more blunt and you felt a little bit sorry for the person on the receiving end of Louis’ snarls. “Yeah, alright. Fine. Okay. Bye.” Just like that, his attention was back on you, smiling tiredly as he regarded your expression, and stuck out his tongue at your frowned eyebrows. ‘You should be nicer,’ you admonished him lightly, flicking his nose. He looked affronted, then smirked mischievously. “They’re calling me on the one holiday I get to have with you in 6 months, they know me well enough to expect some bullying.” ‘Still,’ you insisted, and he sighed dramatically before reaching around to pull you even closer into his body, to which you hummed happily into his neck. “I guess I could try, but only for you.” You smiled, but remained quiet as Louis pressed his lips to yours. “They want me to fly out to LA for a bit, in May. But then’s your birthday so either I’m here or you could come with me if you want? I just really, really want to spend it with you, so that’s why I’m a bit agitated when it comes to them,” he suddenly added, eyes fleetingly leaving your face as his phone lit up with a new message. You felt overwhelmed and awed at his sudden confession, and the implications of it. ‘Lou,’ you started, ‘that’s like, 7 months from now.’ He smiled softly then, before leaning in to give you an eskimo kiss. “And we’ll still be together then. I love you, yeah? Love you today, tomorrow, next week, next month, next year.” You grinned brightly back at him, fluttering your eyelashes as you spoke, ‘and the year after that?’ Louis chuckled in response, but indulged you by nodding anyway, “ánd the year after that.”

Niall

You giggled as you took another snapshot of Niall trying to teach Theo how to play the guitar properly. If anything, it was clear that his nephew had not inherited any musical traits by the way he kept doing everything wrong and generally not paying attention to the guitar anyway. Theo loved coloring, and art, and had even tried to sketch on Niall’s favourite wooden guitar that he’d left on the sofa. Rookie mistake. You’d even warned him that it would happen, but Niall’d shrugged once he’d plopped down next to you in bed, saying that he was too lazy to get up again. “Okay, you know what, I think it’s time for lunch,” you offered as an escape for both Theo and Niall. So maybe the Horans weren’t all that into guitars, but they sure did share the same healthy appetite. ‘LUNCH’ Theo screamed, before running over to the table where you’d already sat down some sandwiches for him and Niall. “Hey Theo, wanna paint afterwards? Maybe make something nice for mummy and daddy?” You suggested, to which he nodded excitedly. Niall smiled at the interaction between the two of you, before pressing a kiss to your cheek and starting on some new song he’d been working on lately. It wasn’t until after Denise had picked up Theo, painting in tow, that Niall suddenly hugged you close to him. “Sorry we didn’t get to spend the day together, I forgot I promised to babysit,” he apologized, to which you couldn’t help but laugh. ‘Did I look like I didn’t enjoy it? Because I did, he’s adorable,’ you mused, slowly swaying side to side now – right in the middle of Niall’s living room. “I bet you our kids will be even more adorable,” he said airily, as if it was no big deal to bring up the possibility of having  children together just like that. However, not wanting to suddenly turn the sweet moment you were having into a deep conversation, you just smirked. ‘Babe, that’s not a bet, that’s a given. Theo is cute, but we’re cute squared.’ He let out a loud laugh at that, shaking his head, “I hope they won’t inherit your awful sense of humour.” You frowned, pouting, ‘you’re supposed to love everything about me – and I always make you laugh!’ Again, Niall laughed, before shifting his gaze so he was staring into your eyes, “I do, [Y/N], but imagine them having your jokes and my laugh - we wouldn’t survive.”

Zayn

It wasn’t as if Zayn’s family was particularly overwhelming, or loud – but you couldn’t help but feel a bit as an intruder when Zayn had taken you with him and his oldest sister Doniya had announced her engagement. Of course you were beyond excited for her, having met her fiancé on various occasions, but you and Zayn had only been a couple for about 7 months, so it felt far too intimate and…surreal being there. You weren’t sure how Zayn had experienced the whole ordeal, and you wondered if it’d make for an awkward topic of conversation. However, you knew you had to address it, even if it would dampen the mood of the two of you visiting his parents. You were cuddling on the couch late at night and everyone had already gone to bed, when you brought it up. “So, that was quite a surprise, wasn’t it?” You asked, prompting the conversation subtly – or so you hoped. Zayn smirked and turned his head to look over at you, eyes shining with mirth as if he knew exactly what you were trying to do. ‘It was a surprise, a very nice one though. She deserves to be happy.’ Okay, so he wasn’t just going to give you what you wanted to hear, making you huff in frustration. “So, you didn’t think – like, I mean – it wasn’t weird that she told you, her family, and that I was there too? I just felt out of place, like I was invading the moment or something.” He shook his head, pressing his tongue to his teeth as he let out a genuine laugh, before quickly leaning in to press a kiss to your lips. ‘Babe, they’re all asking when we’ll be next. I happen to think that [Y/N] Malik sounds very nice as well. You’re family too. Even though it’s not official just yet.’ His words made you gasp, slapping his arm to express your shock. “Zayn! You can’t just say that to me.” ‘Course I can, just did.’ He said, to which you let out another affronted sound which soon dissolved into happy giggles. ‘But I guess I should wait with telling you my sister wants you to help when she’s picking her dress,’ he added casually, giving you another heart attack. “Stop.” He laughed, shook his head and pinned you to the couch halfheartedly, ‘nope. You’re a part of my family now, you better get used to it love.’