harrys voice jesus christ

Ah, Sunday mornings. You always loved Sunday mornings. There was just something so soothing, so calming about the sound of birds chirping outside, how pretty your kitchen was when the early rays of the sun peeked through the blinds- Sunday morning made your entire house ten times more cozy. You liked waking up early on the weekends because a little alone time was always nice. Sunday morning was a chance to sit down with an icy cold bowl of cereal in one hand and a mystery novel in the other. Of course, watching a little TV was another option that-

“Y/N!” The sound, or rather, the screaming of your name nearly made you drop your bowl of cereal, your once peaceful surrounding immediately shattered by Harry’s voice. 

“Jesus Christ.” You muttered, your heart pounding slightly at the sudden intrusion. You wiped specks of milk off the pages of your book before looking up to see Harry barreling down the stairs with wide eyes. “What are you doing up so early?” 

“My back hurts.” Harry raised an eyebrow, looking at you as if wanting you to say something. “Do you know why my back is bloody killing me?” 

“Is it the old age catching up to you?” You joked, spooning some cereal into your mouth and chewing thoughtfully. “Do we need to buy a harder mattress? I hear they’re great for posture.” 

“Very funny.” Harry rolled his eyes, turning around and lifting the back of his shirt up to show you his back. “Look!” 

“What am I looking a- Oh my.” Your eyebrows knitted together when you got a closer look at Harry’s back and what seemed like a million scratch marks. You could barely see the colour of his skin because his entire back was decorated in raw scratch marks and was a nice shade of pink. Red, painful looking scratches were etched into his skin, from his shoulder blades to his lower back. “That, uh… Those marks are probably causing your back to hurt.” 

“No shit, Y/N.” Harry laughed lightly, turning to glance at you quickly. “Since when did your nails get so sharp?” 

“My nails aren’t even that sharp, and you can’t blame me!” You huffed, setting your spoon down with a clink. “Someone insisted on doing it against the wall last night and I didn’t have anywhere to… grab!” Your cheeks began burning up when you looked at the claw marks - they looked pretty painful. You didn’t even realize your nails could cause that much damage. 

“The decision to fuck against the wall was mutual, need I remind you. And you could’a grabbed my hair, love.” Harry snorted, tugging his shirt back down and sitting across from you. 

“You would be bald right now if I tugged on your hair.” You muttered, finishing the rest of your cereal and pushing the bowl aside. “I’ll try to be more careful next time.” 

“Tha’s what you said last time, and then you broke the headboard from riding my di-” 

You were the one moving my hips!” You whined, your cheeks flaring up once again at the memory of the bed snapping to pieces under you. (That was during the first couple dates that you had with Harry, so it was pretty mortifying to have broken his bed that was probably more expensive than your entire flat.) “I’m terminating this conversation before you embarrass me further.” 

“Don’t be embarrassed! It’s a great boost to my ego knowing that I drive you so crazy you begin destroying everything.” Harry snickered, pulling his phone out and beginning to scroll through it. 

“That’s not funny, you prick.” You pouted, your eyebrows furrowing slightly. 

“You can barely lift a weight but somehow you manage to shatter a headboard. Maybe we should sign you up for karate classes so you can destroy pieces of wood in class instead of in the bedroom!” 

“Maybe we should just never have sex again so I won’t break another bed.” 

“Wha- well, I never said that!”  


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i want a tourbus fic where all 5 boys are watching a movie together and louis is sitting in harry’s lap and they’re snuggled up under a blanket but they’re both kind of horny so harry starts to touch louis through his sweatpants and eventually pushes his hand inside and starts bringing louis off with torturously slow strokes that are subtle enough to keep them from being discovered but also slow enough to drive louis out of his mind so eventually louis drags harry back to the bunks, pushes him down on the bed, and rides him til they both come :o

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One of the boys babysits your child

Liam: “She’s in good hands, (Y/N). Plus, she’s only a year old, she can’t get into that much trouble.” You sighed, “You’re right. Thanks Louis,” and you and Liam left to go on a much needed date. Louis looked over at your baby and smiled, “Hey there, Isabelle. Uncle Louis is going to be taking care of you tonight while mummy and daddy are probably going to make more of you.” She looked over at Louis and started crawling away. “Are you trying to get away from me? Am I that unlikable to you?” She turned around, and started heading back towards Louis, “Momma. Momma.” Louis cocked his brow, “Do I look like a woman? Belle, I’m Uncle Louis!” Isabelle’s eyes glossed over, signaling that she was about to cry. When she did, Louis quickly picked her up, “Okay, okay, I am your mum! Louis the mum is here.” When she calmed down, Louis sighed in relief and smiled, “You know, when you aren’t crying, you’re quite adorable. You should date my son.” She looked up at Louis and gave him a toothless grin. He laughed, “Well, it might be weird dating your ‘brother’.”

Niall: “Shhh, please stop crying, Aurora. It was just a bad dream,” Liam consoled. You and Niall were at a party, and Liam willingly volunteered to babysit his 3 year old niece. “But Uncle Li, there were big monsters!” Aurora cried. Liam was tired after a few hours of playing games with Aurora, and once he finally got her to sleep, he was relieved, but 10 minutes later, here they were. “Do you want me to tell you a bedtime story to help you go to sleep?” She nodded her head, “Tell me a happy one.” “Once upon a time, there was a big ba- I mean, happy wolf. He was walking through a forest and found a house, with a grandma inside. And they had a tea party, and lived happily ever after.” Aurora giggled, “Wanna hear a knock-knock joke?” Liam smiled, “Sure.” “Knock-knock.” “Who’s there?” “Interrupting cow.” “Interrup-” “Moo!” Liam frowned, “You need to stop going to Uncle Harry’s house.” Aurora giggled, “Yeah, Daddy says that if Uncle Harry keeps teaching me knock-knock jokes, he’ll yell at him.” Liam nodded, “He isn’t the only one.” Aurora yawned, “Okay, Uncle Li, I’m going to sleep now. Thank you,” she kissed her uncle’s cheek and giggled, “Your beard is like a cactus.”

Zayn: “So Sean, what do you want to do?” Harry asked your 5 year old son. “Come on, Uncle Harry! Let’s go play with my superheroes!” Harry chuckled, following Sean and bringing your 6 month old daughter with him. He sat down on the floor of Sean’s room and watched Sean bring out his little action figures. “See, Uncle Harry, this is Batman and this is Bane, and they don’t like each other, so they fight,” Sean began banging the action figures together, “And then they explode! BOOM!” and flung the toys across the room. Harry covered little Kayla’s eyes, “Well, that’s a little disturbing…” He grabbed the toys and gave them back to Sean, “How about we make them talk out their issues? And help them learn how to love. It’d be better for Kayla.” Sean frowned, “That’s no fun!” Harry chuckled, “Okay, I’m going to go put your sister in bed for her nap, and then we can make your toys explode.” Sean smiled, “Yay! Hurry up!” Harry placed Kayla into her crib and tucked her in, “Your brother is a piece of work, you know that?” “Come on, Uncle Harry! You’re so slow just like your voice! Forget my sister, let’s play games!” Harry laughed, “Okay, okay. Jesus christ.”

Harry: Let’s just say that your 4 year old daughter was more than excited when she found out her Uncle Niall was babysitting her while you and Harry went to visit some friends. Once Niall came over, she immediately attached herself to him, “Hi, Uncle Ni!” He laughed, “Hi, Ariel. What do you want to do?” “I want to date you! And watch a movie!” Niall smiled, it wasn’t a surprise to anyone that Ariel had a crush on him, “Okay, I’ll put in The Little Mermaid for ya’.” She looked up at him, eyes shining brightly, “So you will be my boyfriend?” He laughed and nodded, “Of course I’ll be your boyfriend.” Niall put in the movie and went to the couch, immediately being cuddled by Ariel. After a few more movies, Ariel fell asleep on Niall’s chest, Niall soon falling asleep after. You and Harry got home near midnight, only to start laughing when you saw the two of them fast asleep. “Ariel, Niall, wake up. Ariel, go say bye to Uncle Niall.” Ariel got up from Niall’s lap and kissed his cheek, “Can you stay?” You cocked your brow, “Why?” She giggled, “Cause he’s my boyfriend!” Harry frowned, “So I leave you with my daughter for 4 hours and you turn into a niece-loving, daughter-stealing pedophile?”

Louis: "Wait for me, Logan!“ Zayn sighed. Your 4 year old son was as wild as ever, running around on his tiny legs. "Go faster, Uncle Zayn! Faster!” Zayn didn’t know what they were even playing, he only knew that it involved a lot of running and screaming. “Logan…can we…take a break?” Zayn asked through breaths. Logan stopped and ran straight into Zayn, “This is fun. You’re my favorite uncle.” Zayn smiled through the small ache in his chest, “Thanks, Logan… Can we take a nap?” Logan shook his head, “Daddy said if you don’t do what I want, he’ll beat you up.” Zayn slowly stood up and started running, “I hate your daddy. Tag, you’re it.” After a good 10 minutes of running, Zayn collapsed on the floor, “I… I can’t do this, Logan. I’m too tired.” Just then you and Louis walked in, taking one look at Zayn and started laughing, “You okay, Zayn?” He shook his head, panting, “Your son…is a…monster.” Logan came running in, “Daddy!” “Hey, buddy! Have fun with your Uncle Zayn?” Logan nodded, “Can we go play now, Daddy?” Louis nodded and they both ran off, causing you to laugh, “It’s not hard to tell where he gets it from.”

imagine you’re on the x-factor and the boys are this season’s mentors and every week a different artist comes on the show and the contestants have to sing songs by that artist and this week is ed sheeran and he gets 1 hour to rehearse the song that the contestants pick and you pick “this” and while you and ed are rehearsing harry hears and peaks through the door and listens to your angelic voice (gif) JESUS CHRIST

one direction // preference // after you faint
  • harry: the two of you had been out all day, and you'd been feeling a little off for a few days. you hadn't had much water, or food for that matter, so it didn't really surprise you when your legs got a little shaky and you got rather dizzy. you know you should probably tell harry so you don't end up embarrassing yourself, but he was enjoying himself so much that you just couldn't bring yourself to ruin his day. and you only had another five minutes before you passed out on the side of the street - harry just catching you in time. it didn't take you long to come to, harry's voice ringing in your ears, 'baby wake up, jesus christ... come on.'
  • zayn: the two of you were pushing through the crowd of fans and paparazzi when you felt an overwhelming sense of panic course through your system. there were just so many people - and barely any room to even breathe - and the panic surrounding you was radiating through you. you gripped onto zayn's arm, trying to get his attention as it even got harder to breathe, but he couldn't hear you over the screams in the crowd. he turned, however, when you pulled down on his arm as you fainted, and luckily he had enough time to catch you before you hit the cement - or were trampled on. 'move back! move the fuck back!' zayn demanded as you came around, tucking into his chest.
  • louis: the two of you had spent the day at the beach all day, and to say you got badly burnt was putting it lightly. not only were you burnt, but you were suffering major sun stroke, and although louis had been by your side with water and ice, it didn't stop the fact that as you got up to go to the toilet, you passed out. luckily you were on carpet, and louis ran from the kitchen when he heard the thud. he brushed your hair back, fear written all over his features as he gently said your name over and over until you eventually opened your eyes. 'cmon babe, lets go get you checked out.'
  • niall: over the summer, the both of you vowed to start properly working out together. you'd go for runs, workout in the gym together and overall just keep each other motivated and encouraged. the heat was a little over the top, but you insisted that it would be fine. so the two of you got into your sports gear and started your run. you were both fine for about half an hour, until you woke up with your head in niall's lap while he was on the phone to get you some help. after he hung up, he sighed, brushing his fingers over your jaw, 'you passed out on the running track, scared the shit out of me. just stay here babe' he murmured as you tried to sit up.
  • liam: you were both cooking dinner in the kitchen, moving around each other to do so, when you gave yourself a nice knock on the head. you had stood up without realising that a cupboard was open, and you'd hit your head straight on the corner. it was a little dizzying, but you were sure you were fine, until you felt the blood oozing under your hair and you were out straight away. liam, who had been asking you if you were okay, instantly caught you, lowering you to the ground with him as he shook your slightly, 'babe? babe open your eyes... wake up please.' he repeated, almost like a mantra, until you finally came around and he held the cloth to your head a little tighter, 'not good with blood?' he asked with a weak chuckle.
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