Warnings: slight smut at the end! Picture is not mine
Inspired by “Woman”! Enjoy!
“There is something
I need to show you.” He whispered against her lips, gently brushing a lose
strand of hair behind her ear while offering his hand for her to grab it. There
had been something that he had worked on for a very long while and now that it
was finally finished, Harry was so ready to present it to her. The young girl
in front of him looked at him with a slight hint of uneasiness in her eyes. She
knew she shouldn’t be here in his apartment in the middle of the night and if
her father ever found out about her disregard of his rules than she was
completely in trouble.
her thousand times not get involved with Harry. They claimed he was not a good influence
on anybody, trying to put him into a bad shadow. But despite all those
warnings, (Y/N) still couldn’t let her fingers away from the attractive young
man. It was quite impossible, no matter how much she tried. From the very first
moment they met, she was so smitten with him that she instantly developed
feelings for him. Feelings that were not one sided but also returned by Harry. There
was no way that she would let him go. Other person’s opinions didn’t have an
impact on her. She simply didn’t care.
smile on his lips widened as she hesitantly took a hold of his hand. With their
fingers intertwined, Harry led her to his bedroom where also a part of his
studio was set up. Leaving her in the middle of the room once arriving, he
pulled out a CD where he had recorded a special song just for her. A song which
held so much meaning, love and passion behind it.
He put the
CD into the music player and as he pushed the play button, soft music instantly
filled the entire room. (Y/N) closed her eyes, her ears only focused on the
nice melodies and a chuckle left her lips as she heard a sound that resembled
quite to a duck. When she heard his voice, singing “lalala”, her heart
increased its beating.
felt his presence closely behind her, so close that his breath was tickling the
back of her neck, causing the tiny little hairs to rise up.
stop thinking about yeh while writin’ on this song.” Harry mumbled, nibbling on
the soft flesh of her neck. Her eyes fluttered at the sensation that he caused
within her. “Yeh were the only one that consumed my mind.”
his arms firmly around her waist, pressing her against his hard chest.
“I’m selfish I know/ But I don’t ever want to
see you with him…” He sang along with his recorded voice. (Y/N) knew
exactly what he was talking about. There was a time where her father tried to
set her up with somebody else only to prevent her from meeting Harry. Her
father was a famous lawyer and it definitely bothered him that his one and only
daughter were interested in a superstar like Harry.
met somebody besides him but only to please her father. Her father had no idea
of her secret meetings with the young man that she loved and it all happened
behind his back.
“I’m selfish I know/ I told but I know you
never listen…” By
now, Harry swayed their bodies slowly to the rhythm. He nestled his face in the
crook of her neck, inhaling her sweet scent of vanilla. This woman in his arms,
the woman that he felt like protecting with his whole being, to cherish her, would
be the only one in his life that he was going to love unconditionally.
“I hope you can see/ The shape that I’m in/
While he’s touching your skin…” How much of rage did he feel in his entire body as one time he saw her so
called “boyfriend” laying his dirty fingers on her. Right back then he wanted
to kill him, he would have if there wasn’t his friends who held him back from fulfilling
“He’s right where I should/ Where I should be/
But you’re making me bleed…” Harry knew that he would never be enough in her father’s eyes. He knew
he would never get his blessing. He didn’t even have no clue what he did so
this man showed his obvious disgust toward him. All he wanted and wished
wholeheartedly was to be with this girl without any hidings.
noticed how her heartbeat quickened, he could practically feel it with every
fiber of his body. He wanted to show what she did to him. His fingers found
their way under her chin, turning her head to the side so she could face him.
Her eyes sparkled with amazement and fascination. She still couldn’t figure out
that this song was about her. Soon, everybody in the entire planet was going to
hear this song but none of them would found out the true meaning behind it.
went from her eyes down to her full lips. She had bitten on her lower lip quite
nervously but still seductively, a gesture which turned him on, making his legs
weak and all wobbly.
in the room had become hotter and warmer, they felt it, and yet both of them
stood there, looking into each other’s eyes.
A wave of
emotions flooded through (Y/N)’s body. Desire is what she felt in the first
place and the need to be close to him. She wanted him to devour her, right here
in his bedroom. She wanted him to make her his, once and for all.
brought their lips to a heated kiss. On the background you could hear “Woman” being sung, supported by another
lines of “lalala”. He fully turned her body around so their chests crashed
against each other.
Harry.Please…” (Y/N) moaned, once pulling away and this was the only
confirmation that Harry needed. Both were overwhelmed by their feelings for one
another. She needed him as much as he needed her.
her to jump, steadying her legs around his hips and walking towards his bed. He
softly put her down onto the covers, then hovering over her tiny frame. Slowly
and carefully, they freed each other from their clothes until they were
completely exposed to the opponent. Harry took a little while to admire her
perfect body, to memorize every little detail of her. The little scar on her
left thigh, the stretch marks on her hips. All those particularities that made
her the person that she was.
continued in the background as he drew a trail of kisses from her chest to her
belly. The sweet sounds that escaped her mouth sounded like a melody in his
ears. He had never been so in love as he was with her. He looked at her
those pretty legs for me, gorgeous.” It was soft spoken but yet an order. She
complied without any hesitation, giving him a view on her intimate part. Harry
was good with his tongue, there was no doubt and he definitely knew how to use
it. He gave her an optimum pleasure, licking and sucking her clit to her
orgasm. She whimpered as she hit her climax, tugging at his curls that she
fisted tightly as Harry began to eat her out. “Harry…” She spoke his name,
glanced at her once more, her body glistening with sweat and she looked like an
angel in her vulnerable state. Nobody was ever going to see her like this. He would
take care of it. He marked her as his own already.
rushed through their bodies and Harry did want nothing but to bury himself into
her. He was aching to feel her entirely. He parted himself away from her just
to take a condom which he rolled over his now hardly manhood. (Y/N)’s warm hand
stroked over his tummy and the muscles under his skin clenched at her touch,
leaving a tingly sensation behind. She slung her arms around his neck, forcing
him down to her to connect their lips again. “God, woman, I love you so much!” He moaned against her lips.
And as he
guided himself into her, carefully and gently, feeling her warmth surrounding
him, it felt like heaven had opened its gates only for him.
Filling the prompt “one where you’re taking a photography class in high school and you run into teenage van who insists on being the ‘model’ for your assignment, you go to the beach for the shoot and he ends up pulling you in the water ? (the camera is safe tho) and then you go back to his house to dry off and cute stuffs happens”
“Didn’t you drop out? Why are you even here?” you asked. Van laughed and nodded. “Then I’m pretty sure it’s like, illegal for you to be on school grounds,”
“You gone all goody two shoes since I ain’t been here to keep ya on your toes?”
You’d never really been proper friends with Van, so you weren’t sure why he was calling you over to behind the bike shed. There were a few classes you shared. Even then, Music was the only one you talked a lot in. In English you’d urge him to actually try the assignments because he could so clearly write. He’d always claim to have better things to use his skills for though; lyrics and melodies. And, he was right.
Since he’d dropped out, you had listened better in class. It was easier to be a good student without his beautiful distractions.
“Shut up. What do you want?”
“Need ya camera. And you. We wanna take some photos and stuff for the band. You’ll help, right?”
You sighed. “Can’t. I have too much homework. And I have to do this assignment for Art and Miss is letting be do photos instead of draw and I still have to find something to do it on. I don’t have time to take photos of you and your weirdo friends,”
“Oi. They ain’t weirdos. Please? I’m begging,”
“Can’t you just do them yourself?” you asked, quickly looking around in case there was a teacher on yard duty. They wore fluro vests so they could be spotted in an emergency situation, but really they just allowed kids to duck away and keep track of their whereabouts.
his nosey ass would come across it but t is obliv so he's like :/ who is this abt and then h would show him the lyrics 2 the song and shed b like nervous and t would say something like, about how he's glad shes found some1 who makes her happier than ogre and she'd b like... u idiot the song is about You. and then t would lose the ability to think
he’d have to sit down and has probs gone all red bc never in his wildest dumb dreams did he think shed be writin love songs about him and he probs cannot even speak either just lost the ability to do anything. and she’s there thinking he hates it or dont feel the same way and its just an awkward mess for a good 15 minutes
“That’s the funniest joke I’ve heard in a while.” You giggled lightly, slapping Louis’ arm as you leaned back a little. Louis laughed along before pinching your rosy cheeks, the both of you clearly in a little bubble. Only, you two were just good friends and Harry was.. well, your boyfriend. The truth was, you were a little upset with Harry since he had ignored you earlier when the two of you went out for lunch with a couple of his ‘friends’. Not to mention the fact that one of his model friends was flirting with him right in front of you - and he didn’t even do anything to stop it. So maybe you had gotten Louis to help you rile Harry up.
“I told you tha’ one a while back.” Harry interjected, clearing his throat and pouting to himself when you continued to pay attention to Louis. “S’not fair. He stole tha’ joke from me.”
“Oi, how ‘bout you focus more on writin’ t’ese songs rather t’an creepin’ on Louis and Y/N?” Niall rolled his eyes, humming a little tune to himself before scribbling some words down on his notebook. “Actin’ like he’s gonna steal your girl.”
“Fine, fine.” Harry grumbled, trying his best not to let jealousy shine through. It was a little hard considering the next thing he knew, you and Louis were in the middle of a tickle fight and Louis was basically on top of you. You and Louis had always been close but he had never seen you two this close.
“Louis, stop!” You cackled, Louis cooing as his fingers continued their assault up and down your sides, his legs on either side of you to hold you down.
“I’ll stop when you admit my jokes are better than yours!”
“That’s never going to happen!” You squealed, trying to squirm away from him before he grabbed your wrists and held you down, panting lightly.
“Say it!” All of a sudden, a pillow was thrown in your direction from a clearly frustrated Harry, his jaw clenched and his jaw tightened.
“How about the both o’ you stop messin’ around?! Louis, you said you were going t’ help us but now you’re jus’ spendin’ time with Y/N! And Y/N, quit flirtin’ with Louis!” Harry snapped, Louis rolling off of you immediately with a scoff.
“Jesus, Harry. No need to get so mad. You jealous?”
“Not answerin’ tha’. Y/N, get over here.” Harry huffed, frowning when you remained on the floor.
“Answer the question, Harry.”
“Of course I’m jealous! How am I s’pose to focus when the two of you are rolling around on the floor??”
“Now you know how it feels.” You watched as the lightbulb went off in his head, his features softening before he let out a sigh.
“If it makes you feel better, I did tell her off when you went to the washroom, love. Told her how much I loved you ‘n all.” Harry murmured shyly, scratching the back of his head. You smiled as you got up off the floor, padding over to Harry and plopping down on the couch.
“Good to know you care.”
“Mhm. And Louis?”
“Don’t ever steal my jokes again.”
sorry guys! exams are killing me so my imagines are kind of bleugh
“So, how have you been since the breakup?” The interviewer asked cautiously, very much aware of the fact that he was walking on eggshells with this subject.
“Um, I’ve been good, I guess.” Niall answered, his tongue swiping across his bottom lip as he gave the other male a slightly awkward smile. “I’ve really been tryin’ to distract m’self. We literally jus’ released a new album but I’ve started writin’ new songs. Y/N’s been helpin’, too. She’s a real good friend.”
“Oh, really? In what ways?”
“She comes around and brings some cookies and little treats for me. Yesterday night she brought a six-pack of beer and two large pizzas. I’m lucky t’ have her. We were watchin’ a football match last night and she got so excited she knocked a bottle of beer over!” A bright smile had replaced the frown that had been on Niall’s face once he started talking about you, his hands moving wildly as he spoke.
“That’s what friends are for, right?”
“Yeah, for sure! I t’ink as long as I have her, I should be good.”
writin’ this song and keepin’ a recording here so i’ll remember to record a better version on my external mic when i get back to california. this song is still pretty raw/fresh and it needs a lot of fixing up