One Direction Dirty Imagines

Fuck You

Mel P.O.V.

     I Fucking hate him! I really Fucking hate him so much! I glared at the curly headed bastard. He smirked at me.

"Awh, baby, don't tell me you're mad. Is it my fault I'm irresistible?" He smirked. I swear, I want to punch the lights out of him. You see, I'm the best photo editor ever! Any edit you want me to do, put snow, rain or anything that involves photoshop, I'm the best one ever. And I offer teaching people to use photoshop. And that's where I met this green eyed, curly headed monster known as Harry Styles A.K.A. Bastard member of 1D. I never really hated his guts from the start, I mean, I'm a fan of theirs. But ever since he asked me to teach him photoshop, he practically started becoming a bitch when he got better with it. And what he photoshopped today really took me to the edge! He fucking photoshopped me! With him! While "I" gave him a Blowjob! As if!

"Irresistible your ass! You're fucking mental! What the hell, Harry! Why the hell you posted that on twitter! You're making me look like a fucking slut! You know what, screw you!" I said. I walked towards their bunk beds. Yes, I am with them, in their tour bus since my cousin became one of their stylists. Yeah, Lucky me. Note the sarcasm.

"I'd rather screw you if you want?" He smirked, following me. I turned around and slapped him. He looked shocked at my actions.

"Do you think this is a joke?! Harry, you embarrassed me! What the Fuck! Do you think that's how you should treat the person you're dating now! Do you think that will help her get more in love with you?! Then Fuck you! Because that just caused you a break up! We're over, Styles! We are through!" I yelled at him. "I can't believe I actually dated you! What The hell was I thinking?!" I said to myself. I faced my back on him as I look for something to throw. I felt two arms wrapped around my waist.

"Mel, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to embarrass you. Please, don't break up with me. I love you." He sniffed in to my neck. I pushed him off of me.

"Didn't mean? Didn't mean?! Harry, if you didn't fucking mean that then why did you even do it on the first place?!" I yelled.

"I deleted the pic after I posted it! I posted it for a second then deleted it! Why are you even making such a big deal out of it! No one could have had the pic anyways!" He yelled back. I laughed bitterly.

"Oh, Harry. You have no idea how fast your fans work. even if you did delete it, your fans could have clicked printscreen for a milisecond and they finally have the pic. You didn't even fucking think!" I yelled back.

"You're acting like a bitch! So what?! I can just say that my photoshop skills improved! Then everything's done." He suggested.

"It's not that easy Harry! You might say that, but they'll still think I'm slutting around!" I said, calming down. He walked closer towards me then wrapped his arm around my waist.

"Look, I'm really sorry. Please don't break up with me. I'll do anything. Please, Mel." He pleaded. I saw tears forming in his eyes.

"I don't know Harry." I muttered. Tears started streaming down his face.

"Please." He pleaded. I stared at his eyes, but they were close, trying to stop the tears. I hugged him tightly.

"I'm sorry, Harry. But I can't just forgive you like that." I mumbled on his chest. He pulled away from me then carried me bridal style then placing me on his bunk bed. "Harry, what are you doing?" I asked as he hoisted himself up and laying next to me.

"I'll show you how sorry I really am. And how much you mean to me." He said then he smashed his lips with mine. Shocked with his actions, I kissed back. He pulled away then pulled his shirt off of his body then throwing it on the end of the bed then smashed his lips with mine. My hands went to his hair and softly tugged on it, causing a moan from him. He started kissing my neck, sucking on my soft spot.

"Haz..." I moaned, as he continued sucking. No doubt, there would be a large hickey there. I'm gonna ask Lou to cover that up with make up later. He started unbuttoning my blouse. He pulled away and pushed it of my arms. He smirked. "What?" I asked him.

"I love it when you wear bras that has a front clasp. Much easier access for me." He smirked then placed his lips on mine. He slowly pulled off my black leggings down my legs. I kicked them off when they reached my ankles. I unbuttoned his skinny jean. "Fuck!" He cursed as he struggled to get them off.

"That's what happens when you wear those too tight skinny jeans. How can your legs even breathe on those?" I asked as I watched him pulling it off of his ankles. He winked at me then glanced down. I followed his gaze. I smirked. "Is that because of me, babe?" I asked.

"It only aches for you. Why'd you think I did that photoshop if I haven't missed doing it with you." He smirked then placed his lips with mine. I pulled away.

"Wanna make that photo in reality?" I asked. He gave me a confused look. I smirked then pushed him off of me. I tugged his black Calvin Klein boxers off making his dick slap on his stomach. "Okay, has it gotten bigger or I just don't know anymore because we haven't done this for a while?" I asked.

"It's gotten bigger because it's aching for you! Now please, do it! I can't hold on any longer." He groaned. I laughed at his eagerness. I wrapped my hands around him and started pumping. He started moaning. I laughed. I wrapped my lips around his head. He gasped at my actions. "Mel, you.... Haven't... Done.. That.. To me before." He panted. I winked and started to push him in my mouth. Well, what mostly can fit in my mouth. I started bobbing my head. Him being a moaning mess underneath. "Mel!... Fuck! I'm.... Close!" He said, starting to pull my hair to stop me. But I continued. "Mel! I don't.... I don't wanna... Agh!" He released in my mouth. I swallowed every drop. "W-why'd you do that?" He asked me. I placed my lips on him. "Is that what I taste like?" He mumbled on my lips. I laughed. I removed my bra and threw it at the end of the bed. I pulled my panties off. He pushed me off of him then crawled on top of me. He aimed his member on my entrance. "Ready?" He asked. I nodded. Slowly, he eased himself in me. I closed my eyes tightly. "You alright?" He asked. I nodded.

"Just feeling the pleasure already, is'all." I groaned. He smiled then continued to push himself in me. I moaned. He took it as a go and started thrusting in me. Each thrust hits my g-spot perfectly. I clenched around him. He grunted.

"Don't... Do.. That.." He panted.

"I'm... Close...Harold!" I almost shouted, as I released.

"Mel!" He moaned as he released in me. He pulled out then laid down beside me. I sat up and so did he as we put on our clothes. "Shit!" He cursed.

"Don't worry. I'm on the pill." I said, as I put my shirt on. He nodded. We came out of his bunk beds to see Liam, Zayn, Louis, Niall and my cousin standing by the door.

"Looks like some people had fun." My cousin joked, making the other lads laugh while Harry and I turned beet red.