(Requested)
(Y/F/F) = Your Favorite Food
Helping with job stress...
Harry: "All right thanks for shopping at Macy's please come again,"
"Oh dear I really hate to be a bother but I need gift receipts for all this stuff" You roll your eyes internally because you were suppose to get off work five minutes ago but Gail wanted you to ring up one last person who is getting in your way of going home.
"All on one or each individual" You sigh
"Each individual" She smiles and hands you the receipt. You start to press the computer getting everything finished then you see your manager walk towards you, you hurry up and get the gift receipts done then you walk out around the counter to leave
"Oh (Y/N) glad I caught you before you went home"
"Yes "
"Alicia called off I was wondering if you could stay until nine?"
"Um"
"Oh good I knew I could count on you" she smiles and hugs you. She scurries off and you just get back behind the counter.
"I guess Harry will just have to wait" You sigh, you text him quick telling him you wont be home until late before turning your phone off. You have to work not text so no point in having it on so it can distract you. The hours pass slowly, making it so much harder not to get angry and storm off but it is your job and even though you love it, it can get on your nerves. When it finally is time to get home you gather your things as fast as you can before rushing outside.
You get in your car and rush home, the lights aren't on like they usually are when you get there. Usually Harry turns every light on so you know he is there, but theyre not on so you just figure that he isn't there. You get out your key and unlock the door, when you go inside you slide your shoes off and walk toward the kitchen, your feet feel foreign against the floor, wondering why you look down and see rose petals under your feet.
"Harry" you giggle. You follow them to the kitchen where there is a single candle burning beside a note, "(Y/N), I got your text and thought that this could help you a bit so follow instructions to a night full of awesomeness. Step 1, Unbutton your blouse and come upstairs, Step 2, take off yoru skirt and head to the bathroom, Step 3 act like this was something really romantic and not from a cheesy romance movie." you read aloud, you follow the first two steps, you throw your clothes into the hamper and got to the bathroom, you see it is covered and candles and and rose petals, when you walk around the wall to your tub you see Harry standing there in his boxers with glasses of champagne. The tub is set up with a bunch of bubbles just waiting for someone to use it, and Harry smiles.
"Well?"
"Oh my gosh" you laugh
"Awe I told you to pretend" he pouts
"You're the best you know that" you smile, He hands you the champagne and you both undress the rest of the way before getting in the tub. He lets you sit in front so you can relax against his chest.
"Would you like to tell me about your day" Harry rubs your shoulders softly as you sip the drink in your hand
"Well this woman had four thousand pieces of clothes to start and they were all from the clearance rack and then the coupon she used didn't work ad she asked me why and I didn't know why so I had to ask someone and then she didn't like how it didn't work on clearance and there was this whole big thing about it." His hands working wonders on your knotted shoulder as you speak making you feel like you could fall asleep right there in the tub.
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One Direction Preferences
FanfictionThese are random preferences that I think of then write down. I do any that pop into my head so there are no limits. I take requests, They may not be the best because I write them myself but I try I DO NOT find them on tumblr. I WILL NOT DO REQUESTS...
