One Direction Imagines/Preferences :) (REQUESTS CLOSED)

Harry Imagine for @haileymarie_m

Harry Imagine for Hailey :)

***Hailey's P.O.V.***

"Are you going to be home late again?" I asked Harry as I picked up the pizza box, preparing to head back to our flat.

"Yeah. We got a lot of recording to do still, and then Niall wanted to go out for a couple hours. I should be home around eleven or so though," he said, wiping his mouth and waving off a hurried Liam, who was trying to get Harry back into the recording booth quickly.

"Are you gonna be one of those people who says they'll be home at eleven and actually come home at four in the morning drunk off your ass and arriving just in time to face my wrath?"

"No?" Harry answered, confusion laced in his answer as he tried to work out what I said. "Oh! No, of course not!" he laughed, and I giggled next to him. "This kid, I swear," Harry said, staring at Liam as he ushered my boyfriend violently to join them in the studio. "You think he'd be nicer to us after you came all the way down here to bring us all pizza."

"Yes, Harry, we all love your girlfriend very much, but we really have to finish these last few songs so we can go out and Niall can stop complaining," Liam interrupted, finally joining us outside the booth.

"Fine. I'll see you later tonight, Hailey. Don't stay up too late waiting for me, yeah?"

"Sure," I sighed, leaning over to kiss Harry lightly before grabbing the leftover pizza and heading to my car.

I drove home and put the leftover pizza in the fridge before deciding to spruce up the flat a little bit. I didn't go crazy with the cleaning, but it was enough to make the flat seem fresh and to exhaust me a little bit. By the time I was finished, it was almost eight at night, and nothing was on TV until ten.

"What can I do until ten, (Y/P/N)?" I asked mine and Harry's pet, who had just entered the room, yawning tiredly. "Let me just play a game," I said, heading towards our game drawer. After an hour of Wii Sports, I opted to race a few rounds in Mario Kart before I ended up falling asleep on the couch. The ringing of my cell phone against my cheek jerked me awake, and I blinked a couple times at the screen before finally answering it.

"Hello?" I asked in my hoarse, sleepy voice.

"Hailey? Are you okay?" Harry asked, concerned. "You didn't answer the home phone."

"Sorry, I fell asleep on the couch after playing the Wii. What's up?"

"I just called to say that I might be home a little later. Like around one or something. You okay?"

"Yeah. I cleaned up a bit and then played the Wii. Wow, is it really eleven thirty already?" I yawned, glancing at the clock on the wall.

"Yeah. I thought I told you not to stay up," Harry said, and I could almost see his smirk.

"I already told you, I fell asleep. Maybe you should stop drinking, love," I joked, and Harry laughed.

"I only had a drink, I promise. But I really gotta go. Niall is about ready to start a second career as a stripper."

I laughed, and Harry promised me he'd be home soon before he hung up, and I sat up, stretching. I turned off the TV and put the Wii away before I grabbed (Y/P/N), hugging him/her close. "Come on, Y/P/N, let's go to bed," I said, yawning again. "Man, I didn't know virtual tennis could tire a person out so much," I said to myself.

As soon as I laid in the bed, it seemed as if I was automatically passed out. I slept peacefully, but I somehow subconsciously knew when the boys got home. Maybe I had heard them talking loudly and clamoring around the kitchen, but I was just too tired to fully wake up.

I was almost to that point of waking up when I heard the bedroom door slam open. "Oh, look an angel," I heard Niall drunkenly slur. "Harry! There's an angel in your room!" he shouted loudly, and I fully woke up, not finding the energy to open my eyes though.

There was the sound of footsteps running towards me, and I heard someone "aww." "Shut up, Niall. She's sleeping," I heard Harry hiss, followed by the sound of something being slapped.

"Ow!" Niall shouted, almost as loud as his first outcry.

"Niall! Quiet!" Harry whisper-yelled, trying his best to salvage my sleep. "You guys can stay the night if you want. I don't want you all to get into a drunken accident or something," I heard Harry tell his friends, and I could only imagine that he was hanging up his jacket and taking off his shoes.

Sure enough, I felt the bed dip next to me, and arms wound themselves around my waist. Harry's chest was pressed into my back, and his head rested on top of mine. He even went as far as to take one of his legs and slip it in between mine so that our legs were intertwined. I felt his lips gently touch the top of my head, and his hand started to absentmindedly rub my stomach.

"Well this is disgusting," Liam stated, and Niall and Louis laughed loudly. Their howls were responded to by Harry's shushing.

"Damn it, you guys are loud," he snapped before sighing deeply into my hair.

"Welcome home," I muttered. Harry sighed once again, this time annoyed.

"I'm sorry, Hails," he apologized. "I tried to quiet them."

"I know," I said, turning my head so that I was facing him. I captured his lips with mine, closing my eyes and kissing him deeply before returning to my original position. "Now shut up and let me sleep," I said, and Harry chuckled.

"Oh nap time!" Niall yelled, jumping onto the bed and lying on top of our feet. Liam followed, opting to lay next to Niall, half on our feet and half on the bed, whereas Niall's bed was mine and Harry's feet.

"Guys," Harry groaned, but I grabbed Harry's hand that was resting on my stomach and laced his fingers with mine.

"It's fine, Harry. Let's just sleep and deal with it in the morning. Their hangovers are gonna suck," I commented, and Harry chuckled. "Louis, hop in, I guess. Everyone else is," I invited.

I felt the bed dip on my other side, and I opened my eyes to see Louis staring at me, grinning at me with that stupid silly face he always does. "Hi, love," he greeted, kissing me on the nose.

"Louis," Harry warned, tightening his hold around my waist.

"I wanna cuddle," Louis whined, ignoring Harry. He grabbed my waist too and grabbed me the extra three feet so that I was cuddled into Louis's chest.

"Back off, Tomlinson," Harry said, tugging me back.

"Mine!" Louis argued, giggling drunkenly as he tugged me back towards him.

"Louis, I said back off!" Harry replied, pulling me back into his chest and kissing my cheek softly. When Louis reached out to grab me, Harry chose to shove Louis off the side of the bed, where Louis groaned loudly.

That's how we ended up all falling asleep, with Louis sprawled out on the floor, Niall and Liam lying across the end of the bed, and Harry and I cuddled close to one another, Harry's arm wrapped possessively around me.

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Here you go, Hailey! Hope you like it, and sorry it took so long!

Again, those who requested, please me patient. I have a big week of work coming up, so this should be fun. All I ask for is patience. Thanks! :)

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Is Louis really a dad? Is this a thing? omg

~Sydney :)