Harry Styles Imagines & One Shots 💓

Jealousy, Minho & Top 3s

Weird title, i know but read on.... it's probably not what you expect!

I sighed melodramatically as my favorite character from The Maze Runner, Minho came on screen as I was watching it on telly on a lazy afternoon, with Harry by my side on the couch.

"Gosh, what a hunk..." I murmured under my breath dreamily. Harry who had one arm wrapped around me and another busy scrolling through his phone heard me.

His eyebrows furrowed and I noticed that his arms almost instantly, instinctively tightened his grasp on my body, pulling me closer even though he didn't utter a word.

Huh, I thought as I found this so amusing. I realized the effect I had on him hence cheekily, I continued commenting on how hot, dreamy and cute he is.

Finally, Harry turned his gaze to the TV, curious to see who got me in this state.

He said sourly. "What?! How is THAT hot? You could do so much better, girlfriend!" he mocked me in a joking manner, pretending to not care but I know deep down, he's jealous that my attention is not on him.

I defended cute Minho. "Hey, leave him alone! Well, even if you think he's not, he's outrageously brave and courageous! And he has such a cute smile! I mean, look at his eyes, the way they crinkle up! Not to mention that the boy do have some good biceps!" I stuck my tongue out at him.

Just as I was still admiring Minho, the TV suddenly switched off.

"Hey, what the hell, Styles? That was the best part!!" I protested, annoyed.

He only stared at me seriously, his phone long forgotten and he suddenly towered his upper half over me while whispering softly in my ears.

"I can't stand the way you look at him, like he's so much better than me. I can do you much better than he can and I can make you much happier than he ever would."

Before I could think of a comeback, Harry leaned closer and started nibbling my earlobes then moving down to kiss my neck slowly, occasionally sucking it as I moaned his name softly.

He left some hickeys on my neck, possessively marking me his. He finally reached my lips but instead of kissing me, he only lingered his lips near it.

"Who's the hottest now, huh?" he chuckled deeply, obviously thinking I'll give him the response he wants.

Well, he can think twice about that as I'm not going to give him satisfaction this quickly. Besides, jealous and worked up Harry is just too adorable.

"Well, he's still hotter than you but at least you're on my top 3 hottest chart so you couldn't be that bad, hey?" I said nonchalantly.

Harry is obviously not pleased with my answer as he demanded more details.

"Who's the other one? Who's number 1? I swear if it ain't me, I'll.... I'll..."He was left speechless and I could see the burning curiosity lighting up his eyes.

"Well, the third is obviously you, second Minho," Harry growled lowly, unsatisfied that he's not better than Minho. " And the first..." I stopped mid-sentence, enjoying the suspense.

"Who is it, babe?" His face was so close to mine that I could feel his every breath on mine, some stray strands of curls fell on my face, tickling me a little.

"ME OBVIOUSLY, DUHHHHHHH!!" I flaunted my hair and rolled my eyes playfully and soon, I let out the laughter I've been trying to contain since the start.

Harry let out a sigh of relief and joined in laughing with me.

"You cheeky little thing..." Harry mumbled fondly, burying his face in the crook of my neck. He has his arms wrapped around me protectively.

"Well, I just can't help it! You're so cute when you're jealous, Haz!" I giggled uncontrollably.

I ended up lying on top of Harry and he said: "I don't usually mind sharing but when it comes to you baby, you're all mine. Only mine and no one else's"

He smiled down at me and we shared a passionate kiss. The Maze Runner, Minho, Top 3s long forgotten.

"I love you, Harry." I whispered sweetly in his ears. "And FYI, you're my number 1. No one else."