One Direction Imagines

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Harry#315.

Harry squeezes your hand as he sneaks onto the stage with you. "We have to be quiet, the boys would kill me if they knew we're here" he whispers as he pulls you closer to him. You bite your lip and look out at all the open seats. "This is amazing, it's so big!" You whisper, biting your bottom lip. "Yeah...Just imagine it tomorrow, filled with thousands of screaming fans" He says as he puts his hand on your cheek. "Thats why i brought you here tonight...I wanted to be on this stage, in here, just with you. No one else, just us" He whispers as he softly pecks your lips...

Niall#316.

"Strip for me, baby" Niall slurs out as he takes another sip of his beer. You let out a drunk giggle before you push him down onto the bed with a smirk. He lays back and sips at his beer as he watches you start.  Slowly you pull your shirt off, then push down your pants. Soon you unclip your bra, tossing it at him. "Hmm, come on babe, you're almost there" He smirks as he catches your bra. While constantly keeping eye contact with him, you slowly slide your thong off, also tossing it at him. "Come ere'!" He smirks before he grabs you by your waist, pulling you on top of him.