Harry Styles Dirty Imagine

Narry

As people began arriving to the church, I walked up and down the rows of pews, taking in the beautiful building and admiring the way they’d decorated it for the wedding. Niall was in another room somewhere with his dad and brother, getting ready for the big ceremony. I ran my hand along the wooden benches, wondering if someday I’d have a wedding like this.


I made my way to the front pew and sat down on the edge, sighing heavily as I knew no one in the room, Niall not having yet had the chance to introduce me to anyone. I looked at the time on my watch, noting that there was still a half hour before it would begin. I could have come later, but I felt like accompanying Niall here, even though he insisted that I didn’t have to.

“Hey beautiful.” I felt a warm breath against my ear, and I turned to see Niall sitting on the pew behind me.

“Hey.” I smiled, my cheeks burning over how breathtaking he looked in a suit. He’d only worn a white shirt to get here, as his dad brought his suit and tie. “You look sexy.” I winked at him, laughing lightly as I bit my lip.

He gasped, putting his hand over his mouth, pretending to be shocked. “(Y/N)! We’re in a church! Can you even say that?”

I rolled my eyes at him, laughing at his weak attempt towards innocence. “Probably not, but no one heard us.”

I sighed as I looked at his suit and tie once more, hating how proper and perfect it was. The thought lead my mind towards what was under the suit, and I suddenly wanted nothing more than to rip it off. I cursed under my breath as I realized I was in a church, and I wondered if I could be sinned for thinking such things, even if I wasn’t religious.

“What?” Niall smiled, looking at me with amusement.

I looked around the room as I watched people beginning to flood in and take their seats around us. I brought my eyes back to the boy behind me, “Come.” I grabbed his hand and dragged him away from the pew, dodging people as I made my way to the back of the room. I pushed through a door that led us down the hall, dragging Niall behind me.

“Where are you taking me?” He breathed out.

“Here” I said, pushing a door open that had ‘bathroom’ written across it in large bold letters.

(Niall’s P.O.V)

She pulled me into the room after her, and I frowned when I realized we were in small bathroom. “You couldn’t go alone?” I asked her.

She rolled her eyes at me as she turned to shut the door, locking it behind her. “I don’t have to go to the bathroom Niall.” She pushed me against the wall, running her hands from my shoulders down to my torso. She ran her hands under my tux, smoothing them over my white dress shirt. I felt the heat wash over my cheeks as she moved her lips along my own, brushing them together ever so slowly. I brought my hands up to her hair and pushed her head gently towards mine, forcing our lips to come together. Her lips were plump and soft as they moved perfectly against my own, and I could barely catch my breath before she slid her tongue against mine. I forced myself to push her away, realizing where we were. She pouted her bottom lip at the loss of contact, and I brought my hand up to her chin, running my thumb over it.

“We’re in a church, babe. We can’t.” I sighed.

She grabbed my wrist from her chin and pulled it to my side, annoyance spread across her face. She leaned into my body, and I could feel her breath against my ear as she spoke. “But I want you…” She flicked her tongue against the rim of my ear, and I gulped hard at her proximity to me, and how badly I wanted her, too. “I need you.” She grabbed my wrist once more and dragged her fingers down to my hand, guiding it to the inside of her bare thigh and letting it rest there. She pulled away from my ear and rested her forehead against my own, her breathing shaky. 

I left my hand against her thigh, not daring to move it up, but also not having enough willpower to pull it away. I looked down to where it was, and gulped hard as I skimmed my eyes up and down her body, almost losing control over how hot she looked in her tight blue dress. It hugged her curves perfectly, yet was still innocent enough for the occasion.