One Direction Preferences

He Embarrasses You In Front Of The Boys- Harry

It was something really little, a comment from your boyfriend of nearly two years, it really shouldn’t have meant anything. But to you, it was so embarrassing you wanted to crawl under a blanket for the rest of your life. You knew in all honesty it had slipped out of Harry’s mouth, because there’s no way he would have said this in front of the boys (with you in the room anyway). You were scrolling through twitter on your phone, half paying attention to the conversation around you. All the boys were piled into the tour bus’s back lounge, relaxing after the show that night. You had no idea what the conversation was about, but the words that came out of Harry’s mouth definitely made you pay attention. “Oh yeah, Y/N loves to be on top,” Your eyes tripled in size. He looked down at you with an utterly confused look on his face. You could already picture all of the comments and jokes you were going to get from the boys. “Harold, you don’t just tell people about our sex life!” You snapped, rushing off to your bunk, trying to hide your reddening cheeks. Yes, what Harry said was true. When you had sex, you absolutely adored being on top. It made you feel in control and you loved being able to watch harry writhe around under you. But that did not mean you wanted the whole world knowing about this intimate detail of your relationship. You loved the boys, but you didn’t want them knowing any part of your sex life.

 “Baby,” Harry whispered as he climbed into your shared bunk. Pulling the blanket tighter around you, you faced the wall and pouted. “Sweetheart, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to say it,” his deep voice pulled on your heart strings, but you were determined to stay mad at him. The way his fingers began to pull the blanket away and run over your shoulder blades was definitely not helping your cause. “Kitten, look at me,” You caved and turned around, looking straight into his emerald eyes. “I can’t believe you would say that. I don’t want the boys to know any details of our sex life. That’s personal babe, just between me and you.” You said, jutting out your lower lip. He sighed, cradling you in his arms. “I know, it slipped out okay? I’m sorry and I love you,” His pleading eyes and charming dimples were what pushed you over the edge. “Okay I forgive you, but only on one condition,” His eyes lit up as you rolled on top of him, “I get to be on top tonight,”