Hariana Imagines

Mine

Harry and Ariana were at a public library since Ariana wanted to get a new book to read. Harry was quietly helping Ariana to find the specific book she was searching for.

When suddenly..

"Omg, you're that guy from One Direction! Liam Horan?" a girl who seemed a little older than her.

Ariana looked at the girl questioningly, who was battering her eyelashes at him, and then looked back at Harry who seemed confused.

"Erm.."

"Anyways, I thought you wouldn't mind a girl like me coming up to you right?" Ariana raised her eyebrows as she tried not to make it that noticeable that she was listening to every word the girl was saying. What kind of question is that? Even my grandma can flirt better than that. Ariana thought, but shrugged it off knowing it was probably some "fan" who was trying to get his attention. Nothing more.

"Can I take a picture with you, one with you kissing my cheek." Being the kind guy Harry was, he took the picture with her. When Harry was about to pucker his lips against her cheek, she quickly turned her head so that it was a peck on the lips instead.

Harry flinched back, the feeling was unrecognizable. If it wasn't Ariana's soft lips that was on his, then it wasn't right, it didn't feel right, nor did it seem right.

"And then maybe you can come to my house and you can teach me of how good a big celebrity singer like you is in bed" she whispered into his ear, biting his earlobe slightly. He internally cringed and pushed her face away, thinking "what the fuck is this bitch on", to himself.

Ariana looked in disgust at the scene in front of her with her mouth open in disbelief at the assault Harry just went through. Now her saliva was all over her man's ear. Absolutely disgusting.

She wasn't the jealousy type, but when she sees her love uncomfortable she's gonna do something about it.

She quickly grabbed the first book that was in her reach, and made her way over to the two. She contemplated smacking her on the head with it, but didn't want to make much of a scene.

"I think I found it Harry, now let's go check it out at the front desk." She said sweetly, shoving her hand inbetween their faces, giving the girl—who wanted to get in his pants so badly—a clear view of the beautiful diamond ring on her ring finger that Harry proposed with.

The girl snorted, looking down at the ring before crossing her arms over chest grumpily. Ariana handed the random book -that seemed to be a Harry Potter book that she already read before- over to Harry, who's cheeks were red and proceeded to go check the book out.

Before Ariana joined him, she turned around to face the girl.

"You can like One Direction, but stay in your lane and don't go to the direction towards his pants. He's mine." Ariana narrowed her eyes at her, before turning back around and skipping back to Harry.

She was happy that the girl got told what she needed to be told. That Harry is hers and only hers.