One Direction Imagines

Make Up -Harry-

So me and my girl Hannah have known each other for officially a month now (and a day), since she first requested a Harry imagine. She loves him so much, and so we're making imagines for each other today and sending funny pics to each other. So, Hannah, here ya go. :)
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You sat on the couch, balling a fistful of your hair in one hand, and bills among bills in the other. You wanted to cry, but all you could be at the moment was terrified and angry. He shot you both into debt. Not just him, but he dragged you down with him. Then you heard the click of the front door opening.

"Hey baby!" You heard his footsteps and closed your eyes. You felt his presence looking over your shoulder to see what you were holding.

"What's that?"

"These are bills, Harry. Bills, that add up to £6,000." You heard the loud silence clearly, and knew he knew he was guilty.

"Harry. I don't have 6K. That's a lot of money. And you don't have that much either...but you just spend away don't ya? I make money, but not this much." You sighed in frustration.

"Y/n. I didn't realize-"

"That you'd spent 6K? On what? Gambling? Drinks? Hmm? This is coming out of my pocket now, seeing you only get £300 a month."

His face turned cold and he shook in anger.

"Shut the hell up. I work hard for my money-"

"What do you think I do to get £675, Harry?" He mumbled something starting with an 's'.

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me." You stood up and dropped the envelopes on the coffee table.

"No, I don't think I did, Harry." His jaw was clenched and ready to release. You raised a challenging eyebrow.

"Stripper." Your jaw fell open and you shoved him on the couch and slapped him across the face. He looked at you with wide eyes and you went for another, but stopped yourself. His wide green eyes were too damn innocent looking.

"F.uck Harry." You whispered and he pulled you to straddle his lap and started kissing you. You instantly fell into the kiss and fisted his shirt.

"Y/n." He moaned against your lips and his hands went up to your bra and you realized want he wanted.

"No, no Harry." You pushed off of him and walked into your room and locked the door. How were you going to pay for this?

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"Y/n." Harry knocked several times and you refused to answer, as you sat under the covers.

"Y/N, c'mon. It's been...5 hours. You must be hungry-"

"I've had Halloween candy stocked in here for months." You murmered. Harry sighed and you could imagine his for head being pressed against the wooden door.