Imagines, Wishes, and Anything Else That Comes To Mind

Zarry- Zayn and Harry

  You softly shut your bedroom door taking a deep breath in before heading to the stairs. Your wedged heels helped to make sure you didn't sink into the carpet, and made your feet look so good. 

  You could hear the shuffle of your boyfriend's feet on the hardwood floor, walking this way and that as he waited for you. Your heart sped up a tad because there was no one else in the whole wide world that could give you the same feeling as Harry did.

Except for his super-hot and sexy band mate Zayn.

  "Woah." It was quiet and soft when he had said it and even though you were still walking down the stairs you could heard it. You smiled to yourself knowing he loved the outfit you had picked.

  The white body hugging dress fit as if it was custom made and your black hair fell just perfectly over your shoulders.

  "Hey babe." You had to be the first one to say something because it was obvious the poor boy was stunned. He took your hand and you did a little twirl for him so he could get the full effect of your outfit.

  "Ah...umm...woah." He still couldn't make words and just kept on racking his eyes up and down your body, taking in everything. All you did was laugh, glad to see him being so cute.

  "If you don't close your mouth and get in the car we are never going to get to the party Harry." You kept a hold of his hand and again began to make the first move by leading the two of you out the front door. He at least caught the front door handle to yank it close before letting go of your hand and rushing forward to yank open your door.

  "Well now staying home with you is sounding better and better..." His eyes traveled up your legs as you scooped down to get in the car, your dress showing even more leg then it had been earlier. 

  You pushed his rock hard abs out of the way so he could close the door and head over to his side of the car. Your cheeks hurt slightly from all the smiling you had done, and to be honest skipping the party and staying home with Harry sounded perfect.

  But there was no way that he could miss a party thrown for his band.

  He held your hand in his the whole car ride and the two of you chatted away easily like you always did. Every chance he had his eyes would drift over to you, never stopping in one spot for too long, not getting enough of you.

  "BY/N...honestly you look...amazballs." He couldn't help but laugh at how weird your invented word sounded coming from him, and your chest just filled with all sorts of tingles at how utterly amazing, and how utterly all yours his kid was.

  "Harry, we both know that you are the sexy one in this relationship." He smiled again, accepting the compliment and kissing your knuckles.

  "I only look sexy when I'm standing next to you love." Again your heart began to run around a track, that smile of his cutting off your air supply.  Sighing to breathe you looked away for a second thinking, and then turning back to him said, "Fine, can't we agree that we both look better when we are together?" 

  He shook his head agreeing as he pulled into a parking space in the way back of the lot. "Okay, fine, we are one sexy couple aren't we?" He threw a wink your way and you basically forgot how to do anything. You just waited in your seat for him to hop out and help you down from the car, trying to collect yourself.

  That was the only bad thing to having a sex god as a boyfriend? He never knew how to turn his sexiness off. The two of you held hands and dashed quickly into the brightly lit building, trying to avoid the cameras and people shouting random questions at you.

  The second that you did make it inside though, you two were both bombarded with hugs and questions, the other bands mates having been waiting for you. They all loved you and were so glad that you and Harry had finally became official, and any worries you had flew out the window. They were basically your second family and they would love you no matter what.

  Liam and Danielle were on one side of you and then Harry on the other with Niall and Louis talking to him about something that you honestly didn't care about. But the minute you heard your favorite song playing you broke away from everyone, taking Harry with you and started to dance.

  He let his hands roam around, not caring who saw, and the thought of going home in order to just bang him for the rest of the night floated constantly over your head.

  Then across the dance floor you saw...him.

  His black hair was perfectly done, as always, and his eyes were watching your hips and they slowly made their way to your eyes. He gave you a half smile, only the right side of his mouth lifting up. You had stopped dancing kind of and Harry had noticed. He followed your head to where Zayn was and then laid a kiss on your cheek before whispering that he would be right back.

  Not wanting to just stand there awkwardly alone, you took this as your chance to go and get a drink because it was starting to get really hot in the room. You had to shimmy between dancers everywhere, most of them saying "Hey" or something along those lines. All you did was wave and give a smile back, not really knowing everyone's names yet.

  But before you had even made it to the edge of the dance floor strong arms were pulling you back to them, hips already moving to the fast paced song with thundering bass. You let yourself be taken away with them, pushing back closer to them. Until you noticed that…these hips weren't the ones you were used to. You swiveled your head and instead of those emerald green eyes, you were met with hazel brown orbs.

  "Wait, what...?" So confused you almost paused completely, not sure if the tingly feelings in your stomach were from what others would say about you dancing on Zayn or the fact that you were actually dancing on Zayn.

  "Shh don't worry babe, I don't mind." Harry coming out of nowhere started to dance in front of you, and the three of you fell into a rhythm, but from your face Harry knew you were still confused.

  Trying to pay attention to what he was saying though was mad difficult with Zayn's sexy hands holding on to you. "I saw you staring at Zayn and I've always kind of known there was something you liked about him. And as I said before, I really don't mind because who doesn't find this lad sexy?" They both laughed, clearly not having the same freak out attack you were.

  Zayn leaned in closer to you. "And my good old friend Harry here, being the sweetheart he is, asked if I would like to hang with the two of you tonight, and of course there was no way I could turn him down." The two of them laughed, a secret that you were missing still between them.

  "Babe, why don't we leave and get back to my house. I really don't think anyone is gonna miss us here." Harry looked around the room, and it was true. No one in particular was looking for them, everyone else having a great time dancing, talking, and mingling.

  "Yeah, because I know a few things that will be way more fun than staying here." Zayn's words came from behind you, and landed right on your neck, as his fingers traveled down the back of your dress.

  It was your turn to be as speechless as Harry had been earlier. "Uhh...yeah..umm...yea." In your head you were screaming YES YES YES YES but your mouth couldn't make the words.

  As the two hotties started to pull you towards the door your heart stopped beating all together.

  You+Zayn+Harry...there was no way to even guess what that equaled…but you were so ready to find out.