Imagines/Oneshots (One Direction, Ed Sheeran, etc.)

Harry-The Harold Song(from my tumblr)

Request: "Can someone do one based off "The Harold Song" by Ke$ha ? and can it obviously be Harry..I just really need that"

I miss your soft lips

I miss your white sheets

I miss the scratch of your unshaved face on my cheek

"You need to shave." I giggled as the stubble skimmed my cheek. He chuckled lightly and cradled my face in his hands. I grabbed his wrists and closed my eyes, leaning into his hand. His lips connected with mine lightly, then pulled away and just barely touched.

"I love you." He whispered.

"I love you too, Harry." I opened my eyes and studied the little crevices in his skin. He stole little kisses that were quick and soft.

Looking back now, his kisses were like our love. It went by like an hour waiting for your favorite band live and it was sweet like honey and yet I thought it was just a child's game.

"I'm sorry, I just don't want to have to worry about you back here at home. If I do x-factor, I just want to focus on the music. I love you, Harry. I love you so much. Please understand that." His eyes were wet and my throat was dry. All I've ever wanted to do is music and now that I have the chance, I have to take it. I can't sit stuck here with Harry anymore. I need to find my voice and stop hiding behind Harry's popularity in the town.

"Please don't do this Y/N. We can figure this out and you don't have to worry about me. Just don't leave me, please. I love you baby." He kissed me repeatedly, luring me back to him with his lips. Wait, no, I can't do this. I pulled away harshly and hugged him tight.

"I'm sorry, but I have to. I have to think about myself for once. Goodbye, Harry." I wiggled from his grasp and walked away, never once looking back.

I was so stupid, really. Thinking I couldn't have a boyfriend when I was thousands of miles away from him. What was I thinking? People on these kinds of shows do it all the time, and its not only with boyfriends. They leave husbands and kids and wives at home. I could've done it. We could've done it.

"And the winner of this season is Y/N L/N! Congratulations!" The announcer boomed. I broke out into tears. I've won! I've finally done it! My heart was racing when Simon handed me a microphone.

"Is there anyone you'd like to thank?" He slung his arm around my shoulders and pulled me into his side.

"I'd like to thank my parents and my music teacher for always believing in me and being there. And I want to thank Harry, Harry Edward Styles for understanding. I love you!" I wiped the tears from my cheeks and hugged Simon back when he pulled me in.

(((Harry's POV)))

My eyes flickered over her features like they've done every week for a few months now. She was as beautiful as ever and I'm glad to have even called her mine.

"Whatcha watchin baby?" Her hand slid down my chest as she sat on the armrest of my chair. Clara. My girlfriend. It's only been about a month of us together, but its going pretty well. She's not even close to comparing to Y/N, though. She's not as beautiful or OCD and she was easier than Y/N. If Y/N ever found out what we've done already after a month, she would make me wash my mouth out. She always did that when I was drunk or if I swore too much. She'd stand in the doorway and wait for me to brush my teeth and she'd refuse to kiss me before I did. It was one of her little quirks.

"Just x-factor." I tilted my head back so I could look into her eyes. Another thing, her eyes weren't as bright. She nodded approvingly and kissed me upside down. Our lips didn't fit as well as Y/N and I. My eyes trailed back to the screen as I watched Y/N's face light up. She won! A Cheshire grin appeared on my face and I couldn't help myself from being proud.