One Direction Interracial Preferences/ Imagines

You're part of The Bad Girls Club (Harry)

A/N: I'm gonna mix different cast between each one. Confessional in **

🎶Bad Girls! 

What I want, I get it

Yeah, that's right I said it

Live the life you wish you had

Sugar, spice, and everything

Bad girls lookin so tough

Don't you wish you could roll wit us?

Lots of haters can't get enough

Welcome to the Bad Girls Club

Bad Girls!🎶

"I don't know how long I can last here." I whisper into the phone. "If you don't feel comfortable being there, I'll come get you. I only live about 10 minutes away, OK." Harry comforts. "Alright-" A glass broke. And it sounded like it came from my room. "Hold on babe." I say into the phone. I get up and go upstairs to my room. On the floor were my sheets, half empty bottles and liquid on some of my clothes, and a glass dolphin (I didn't even open it out of the package yet), gift from my boyfriend. "What the fuck." I whisper-yell. I peek my head out of room. "WHO THE FUCK TOUCHED MY SHIT!" I screamed. I slammed my hand against the wall. Loren runs up to me. "Calm down. Calm down." She says. "Who the hell touched my shit?!" I question, fuming. She sighs. *I didn't want to tell Y/N who was, but I was scared she would throw my ass into the wall.* -Loren. "Natalie." *She's been on me since day one, I've never ever bother this motherfucking bitch. She's gonna get what's coming to here. Fuck this house. I'm done.* -Y/N. "NATALIE WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU BITCH? SHOW YOUR ASS BITCH!" I shout. I go over to the phone and say, "I'm done, get over here. I'm about to get kicked off the show." I tell my boyfriend. "Whoop that ass baby!" He calls. Where the fuck is this bitch! "NATALIE WHERE ARE YOU?" I found her by the makeup mirrors putting on makeup for the club. "She needs to get off that high horse. Just because her boyfriend is white and famous, doesn't mean she can act better than me." *Natalie needs to shut her hoe ass up. Just because she opens her legs to get into clubs and parties doesn't mean she's better than me.* -Y/N. "Hey bitch." And I punch her head, then drag her out of the chair by the hair into the floor. "If-" Punch! "You every-" Punch! "Touch-" Punch! "My shit again-" Double Punch! "I'll kill you." She reachs up and tries to grab my hair. Before I can do more, producers are pulling me off her. "Deadass bitch!" I yell as I get carried out of the room. "You gotta go." One of the producers says. "Gladly!" I cheer. He lets me go. The doorbell rings and Harry is here. "Over here!" I yell over the railing. He gets to he room and asks, "What do you need me to do?" "Pick up the clothes that aren't wet. I've got over things to do." I pick up a few of the half empty bottles and go over to Natalie's room. Loren was in there. "Help me trash her shit." Loren smirked. "With pleasure." I dump two of the bottles over the bed. Loren grabs a bunch of clothes scatters them. I dump the last bottle in one of her drawers. As I'm walking out, Natalie walks in. "What the fuck were you doing in here?" I shrug. She stops dead in her heels, turns, then grabs my hair. I twist around but she pops me in the head. She's going home to. Ahahaha. I push her off me and walk away. "You bitch!" "You trash my shit, I trash yours!" I call, throw up my hands. Harry finishes packing the last suitcase. "Thank you baby." I take two of the suitcases. The girls that love me are at the bottom of the stairs and I hug them and tell them I'll see them in a week for the photoshoot. "Bye Bad Girls Club!" I cheer as I leave. Harry packs the suitcases in the trunknof his car. I get in on the passenger's side. Harry gets in and says, "I should have never let go on here." "No believe me, it was worth it." I smile. Harry sighs, then kisses my cheek. "Do you wanna go straight home or-" "Can we go get something to eat? I'm hungry." I claim. He nods and drives off. 

A/N: Spent the night watch a season. Sorry for the mistakes, this was a in the moment type of writing.