One Direction Imagines/Preferences :) (REQUESTS CLOSED)

Harry Imagine for @Louforyou

Harry Imagine for Lily

***Lily’s P.O.V***

“Hey, Lou, you wanna go to Starbucks or something?” Harry asked me, walking into the kitchen on his phone.

I looked up from my book and nodded. “Can we walk though? It’s only a few blocks, and I feel all fat since I ate all that chocolate cake with you and the boys last night.” Harry narrowed his eyes at me, and I smiled toothily at him, making him chuckle.

“Okay, sure, we’ll walk. But just so you know, you’re not fat,” Harry whispered into my cheek. I blushed furiously. How is that even possible? Harry and I had been dating for two and half years. How was I still blushing around him? Harry chuckled and kissed my cheek. “C’mon, let’s go.”

I put my book down, and Harry led me out the house. Grabbing my hand, we began to walk the five blocks to Starbucks. He started to swing out hands back and forth, and I laughed at his childish actions. Leaning closer to him, I leaned my head on his shoulder and he wrapped his arm around my waist, kissing my forehead gently.

After half an hour and three tickle fights, we finally got into Starbucks, both of us out of breath from laughing. “You’re like an overgrown baby,” I chuckled.

“You love me though.”

“That is very true,” I agreed, nodding my head.

Harry let out a bark of laughter as I sat down in a booth next to the window. “What would you like to drink, darling?”

“Um, a medium caramel latte,” I requested. Harry nodded and left me in our seats, heading over to go and order our drinks. I sat alone in the booth, taking out my phone and going on Twitter so I didn’t look like a complete loner.

“Lily?” a voice called out from above me. I glanced up to see my ex-boyfriend standing next to my booth, holding a coffee in his hand. It had been four years since we had broken up. He was the only boyfriend I had ever had apart from Harry. Our relationship ended kind of weird. Initially, it ended horribly. He called me some horrible names and made me feel terrible about myself. About two months after that, he called me and we talked it over, smoothing everything else. Ever since then, we had been in that stage where we weren’t friends, but we knew each other though.