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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

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Harry Smut// Stay

Its been awhile since I’ve written anything

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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…”

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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.

Just the way you are

If there was one thing you could depend on Harry for, it was making you feel loved and beautiful no matter what anyone else said. So going on vacation with him, and running around half-naked in front of him didn’t bother you at all. He always gave you that look that said he would rip you apart if he had the chance to. But that was his one dilemma- you were a virgin. And even thought you had been dating for almost a year, you weren’t ready to give it up yet. You thought that because you weren’t 5’10 and 120 lbs that Harry wanted something else from you, some kind of ulterior motive. An ego boost or something. But sooner rather than later, you realized that all Harry wanted was a real, down to earth, beautiful girl who didn’t have her head in the clouds and didn’t want to use him for an ulterior motive of their own. All Harry wanted was you. And the walls that you had finally let down got built right back up as soon as Harry made it known that you were his girl. The media ripped you to pieces every chance they got. Saying you were too fat, or not tall enough, or you weren’t good enough for Harry in any way. And day after day Harry told you it wasn’t true. So you put on a fake smile and acted like everything was ok. But inside, you were just waiting for harry to realize that the media and his fans were right. Just waiting for the day he would leave you for a beautiful leggy beauty that looked much better in his arm than you did. So when New Years rolled around and Harry said he wanted to take you and his family on a tropical vacation, you wanted to curl up in his arms and cry. You were going to get torn up like a scratching post. And you weren’t looking forward to it in the slightest.

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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

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Breaking Up is Hard to Do pt 2: Harry

Okay, so I had very little motivation writing this part two for Harry, so I will probably do another one sometime next week. Here is part one if you haven’t read it. 

You never thought that life without Harry would be hard but you never thought it could be this easy. Five years five months and 27 days and you had shaped yourself into the person you wanted to be. Into the person that you wished you could have been all those years ago. You had moved to Paris and opened up your own (dream career/business) and everything had finally fallen into place. Opening day would start in less than 15 minutes and you were on the edge of your seat, everything so far was running smoothly. What you never expected though was to see him standing behind the glass door. The first person who would cross your threshold as a customer/client. The air in your lungs was coming in painful sharp intakes, as you stared into his eyes. A slow smile spread across his lips, he looked just like the 21 year old boy you left crying in your shared home so many years ago. “Hello” you spoke formally as you opened the door, forgetting about all the others behind him. “Hi” he smiled. You raised your hand to shake his and as he rose his, a shiny band on his ring finger caught your eye. You quickly looked back up to him but it was obvious to him you noticed the ring. “How are you Harry?” you asked. “I’m fine, I would ask how you were but I see you’re doing great” he said sincerely. “Yeah, I was finally able to do something right” you replied looking around the room. “You were great at everything, you were seriously super woman” he complimented you. You raised your brow and looked at him “So what can I do for you?” you asked changing the subject. “Ah, yes I need a (insert whatever you provide) for my uhh… wife” He said looking away from your eyes quickly. “That’s lovely, come right this way” you replied formally. “So I had no idea this was your place” he said making casual conversation. “yeah, there is no way you would have walked in if you did” you chuckled. “not true” he said. “Yes it is Harry, you wouldn’t be here asking about a gift for your wife, if you knew I would be the one picking it out.” You said. “Is this awkward for you?” he asked. “Only a little, never thought I would run into you, after five years you kinda stop looking” you shrugged. “So you looked for me?” he asked. “no” you answered quickly. “that’s too bad, because I looked for you everywhere, I went to all the stupid places I knew you would be but you never were, and when I couldn’t find you, I secretly prayed you were at home hurting and feeling the way you made me feel, but I see that wasn’t the case.” “You have some nerve Harry, you are the one that didn’t fight for us, you didn’t come after me and now you’re married” you whisper shouted poking his chest. He backed up a little alarmed. “Please just take it and go…” “Are you going to check me out” “…Have a nice day” you smiled walking up towards the front. You always thought seeing him again would be easy, you never thought it would hurt this bad.

Thanks for reading, 

K, 2015

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

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.

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. 

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
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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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.

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 

Preference #23: Blow Jobs

Preference # 23 blowjobs

A/N: Dirty!! Smut warning!!  I hope you all enjoy!

Liam: I got down on my knees as he slowly palmed himself groaning my name. His low husky voice making me shiver “ you ready for my mouth Li?” i ask and smirk up at him licking my lips. i wanted him so bad
He pulls himself out of his tight calvin Klein boxers and strokes my cheek “Open up baby girl hmmm?” He hums out and i open my mouth instantly, licking the tip and slowly taking him into my mouth.
“good girl.. oh god baby” he murmurs as i take him deeper into my mouth, panting.
I reach down and touch myself taking some of my wetness and putting it on his hard length.
“You taste amazing baby boy” i look up into his dark brown eyes and keep sucking him, slowly getting him off, him cumming on my tongue and pulling me up onto the bed. his mouth going to work on my center, getting me off.

Niall: The boys had warned me about how kinky he could be, but i never expected to be in the bathroom of his childhood home, sucking his dick. His parents thought we were asleep, and Niall was in the shower, but Niall and I were getting a different kind of steam. I giggled as I pulled away from his cock, pumping him “We’re gonna get caught Nialler” I whisper and spit on his tip before sucking back down his length.
“Shh Princess you’re gonna get us caught if you keep talking” he murmurs and groans as i gag around him, my eyes watering . “hey hey breathe baby take it easy” this is what i loved about Niall, he was always sweet with me, no matter how kinky he was being.
I pull away and look up at him, “I love you Niall”
“ i love you too sweetie” he smiles and strokes your cheek, lovingly.

Louis: I was a virgin, and louis knew I wasn’t ready for sex. here we are making out on our sofa, I could feel him hardening under me “ Louis god…” i pull away and smirk at him “Really?”
he bites his lip “Im sorry love… ill go take care of it and be back quick ok?”
I stop him and push him back down on my sofa. “No.. ill take care of it” i whisper, nervous ill do something wrong.
“Are you sure Y/N? you don’t have too love” i nod and peck his lips, unbuttoning his pants.
After him showing me the ropes, I get to it, sucking him off, looking in his eyes, i moan on him, slowly becoming addicted to the taste of him in the back of my throat.
“Thats my girl.. fuck” he moves his hand to my hair as he comes inside me, moaning my name.
He pulls me up to kiss him, holding me close “Was it good?” i whisper, my voice low.
“Perfect baby.. just like you my love” i smile and cuddle into his chest. I loved this boy.

Harry:  He was romantic, and i knew it. here we had just made love and i was cuddling up to his chest. I noticed he was still hard and frowned “Did you not cum?” i ask and look into his eyes.
“No.. its ok though baby cant happen everytime i guess” he shrugs jerking himself off.
“ no no Haz cmere” i murmur and duck down into the sweaty sheets, taking him in my mouth quickly. I massaged his balls and groaned as he let out a throaty moan.
“shit Y/N…” he pants out and looks under the sheets. watching me get him off
“ Feels so good shit” he grunts and thrusts into my mouth, making me gag
“you close harry?” i smirk and look up at him “cum for me hazza” i take his tip in my mouth swirling my tongue around him as the cum fills my mouth.
“Thanks baby… fuck” he pulls me back up holding me close.

Preference 121: Your Son's Friends Think You're Hot And...

Master List

Please send in requests! This was m y last request… I believe :)

Niall: All of your son’s friends were over, like always, and Niall was in there trying to be the cool dad. They were all joking and laughing together before your son’s voiced boomed through the whole house. “She’s my mum, you pervs,” he yelled, only earning a huge chuckle from Niall. Of course, you could hear your husband’s loud laugh. You were wondering what was going on, but you opted out of going into the living room where they all were. But Niall had ended up coming into the kitchen, red as a tomato as he laughed. “What’s going on?” you asked, holding a smirk and a risen eyebrow in curiosity. “T-they think you’re hot and Y/S/N got pissed off. But I gotta agree with them, you’re hot,” he said, walking over to you. “They think that? That’s kind of creepy,” you said, leaning into his touch. “It should be an honor,” he joked, kissing your cheek. “That’s weird,” you whined.

Zayn: You and Zayn had rushed into the front doors of the school, making your way into the principal’s office. The call saying your son had been a fight got the two of you rushing to the school. Zayn had looked over at your son, who was seated in the chair in the office, and almost gave him a high five until you stopped him. “Why’d you do it?” you asked, ready to give him a scolding. “None of your concern,” he said, talking back. “Don’t talk to your mum like that,” Zayn said, giving him a look that made him sigh. “He called mum hot and I was defending her because he was being crude. I wasn’t going to let someone talk about my mum like that!” You were taken back by his reasoning, so was Zayn, and you didn’t know what to say. “That’s an acceptable reason,” Zayn said. “No, Zayn, it’s not. You shouldn’t be getting into fights. But since you feel strongly about this, you’re only going to get grounded for a week. On top of your suspension, of course. Let’s go home.” You turned your back and you could hear two hands slapping, knowing Zayn was praising your son.

Louis: Boy talk something you always found yourself interrupting. Though this time, Louis had been with you as you entered your house with shopping bags. You knew your son was home with his friends, so you tried to be quiet to see what they were doing. The two of you had made your way into the theater room where they were playing games. “No, but dude your mum is hot,” one of his friends said, looking over at your son. You took in a gagged breath of air, looking at Louis who was smirking and trying not to laugh. “Ew, don’t say that. That’s gross,” your son said. “She’s got a nice body on her, man. She’s a MILF.” You gagged slightly. “Your dad’s a lucky dude. I wish I had that luck.” “Alright. Stop, I don’t want to hear these things. I’ll kick your ass next time you say that,” he scolded, turning his attention back on the game. “Just stating facts, man.” “That’s nice of you all to say about my wife,” Louis piped in, causing all of their eyes to turn to your two. You shied back and watched as their eyes widen in embarrassment, making Louis laugh out loud.

Harry: Your son had wanted to invite his friends over for the annual barbeque that you and Harry liked to throw, so you both agreed and let them come. Everyone was in their bathing suits, including you. They had been eyeing you since they had walked in and you could feel their eyes on you. It had made you a little uncomfortable. Harry had noticed as well, so he had walked over to have a little chat with them. You had seen him hanging back for a minute before approaching them. They had immediately shut their mouths and eyed him before looking at your right quick and then going back to him. Your son had a smirk on his face, only laughing out loud as his dad walked away. “What happened?” you asked as soon as Harry was near you. He smiled and pulled you into his arms. “They think you’re hot. I heard them talking about you and Y/S/N was getting mad, so I walked over and told them to cut it out,” he smiled, looking down at you. “They called you a MILF, I think that’s what set Y/S/N off.” You made a disgusted face and looked over at them before turning your attention abck to Harry. “That’s creepy. They’re only 12, they shouldn’t be thinking like that,” you said. He laughed out loud, “It’s normal. Trust me.”

Liam: “Thank you, Mrs. Payne,” one of your sons friends said as you placed down plates of food down for them. Your son rolled his eyes, knowing that his friends were being kiss asses. You smiled at them and walked away, but you stopped short of walking out of the room, remembering that you had to tell your son something. But you stopped outside of the door when you heard them talking. “Your mum is a dime,” one of his friends said, earning ‘yeah’s’ from the other boys at the table. “How’d your dad land that?” You heard your son grown, but you had a smirk on your face. You felt a little prideful, knowing that you still had some looks to you. “We go through this all the time. Don’t talk about my mum like that. I might throw up,” your son fake gagged. You chuckled, feeling arms wrap around your torso. “Eavesdropping isn’t nice, love,” your husband said, kissing your cheek. “Just saying, your mum is fuckin’ hot.” Liam laughed, pulling away from you and walking into the dining room. “Talking about my wife I see,” he said, sitting down. “N-no sir,” one of the boys stuttered, earning laughter from your son and from you as well. “Lucky guy aren’t I?” Liam asked, smirking at all of them, making you roll your eyes and walk away from your secretive spot.

Something Unexpected

Pairing: Niall Horan/Harry Styles

Summary: Harry doesn’t like basketball—never understood it, and probably never will, but the cute blond sitting next to him just might make the game bearable. Oh, and there’s also a kiss cam.

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AN AU WHERE HARRY AND NIALL ARE STRANGERS BUT ARE SIT NEXT TO EACH OTHER AND ARE CAUGHT ON THE KISS CAM PLS

Word Count: 3,700+


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  “What do you mean you can’t make it?” Harry felt his brow furrow in confusion–and a bit of despair–as he tried to make sense of Liam’s words, a sinking feeling settling in his gut as his friend’s garbled response echoed through the phone.

  “Mate, I know you don’t like basketball, but there’s no point in letting the tickets go to waste. Zayn’s sick, and I can’t just leave him. I would though, because those seats are fantastic, if he hadn’t been throwing up for the past hour.” Liam did sound truly sorry, and Harry rolled his eyes, mumbling a quiet, “It’s alright,” before running a hand through his unruly curls and hanging up the call.

  They were good tickets, is the thing, and Harry knew that Liam had sacrificed nearly an arm and a leg (and very nice ones at that, given how he went to the gym nearly religiously, with a type of zeal that Harry did not understand) to get those stupid tickets, and he felt terrible even thinking about not going to the game. It also did not help that what was supposed to be a nice vacation to America (New York, of all places, which Harry had only ever dreamt about), had taken a turn for the worse with one faulty plate of nachos.

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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.