One Direction Imagines

Harry Imagine for Laura

This imagine is dedicated to one of the first girls i met on wattpad, Stylesgal :) we DO have some strange conversations... :\ 

            I fell backwards onto my bed, pulling my body up to my pillow and letting out a huge breath. I was so happy to finally be alone after a long day of school. I put my earbuds in and closed my eyes, thinking maybe I’d be able to fall asleep for a little bit.

            I heard the door to my bedroom open, but I ignored whoever it was, thinking it was probably just my little brother being annoying.

            “Laura,” a deep British accent said while poking my cheek repeatedly. I tried ignoring my best friend, Harry.

            “Go away.”

            “Are you awake?” he asked, moving down to my arm and poking me repeatedly there.

            “No.”

            “Yeah you are!” he laughed and started shaking me.

            “Harry!” I exclaimed, feeling his fingers starting to tickle me. Suddenly, he picked me up and slung me over his shoulder. He spun around and I tried hitting him on his back. “Put me down! Stop it!”

            He threw me back on my bed and sat cross legged near the foot of it. “Great, you’re awake!”

            “You are so annoying,” I shook my head and sat cross legged facing him too.

            “While that may be partially true, you know you love me,” Harry smiled and I punched his arm.

            “So, why are you here?” I smirked at him and he shrugged.

            “I was bored and you left right after school…” his voice trailed off and I smiled at him.

            “I thought you were talking with other people?” I said.

            “Well I was talking to Lindsey and her friends for a little bit-” I cut him off.

            “Lindsey?” I asked, raising my eyebrows a little bit.

            “Yeah, I um… I kinda like her…”

            My jaw dropped, “Why?!”

            Harry looked taken aback, “Yeah…?”

            “Why her?!” I exclaimed.

            “Have you seen her? She’s so hot!”

            I couldn’t believe this. Of all the people, he likes the grade’s biggest slut. I actually hated her. She was rude and obnoxious and hit on all the guys in the grade no matter what they looked like. She had fake blonde hair, a fake smile, fake everything. For some reason, all the guys loved her. It actually sickened me, how low guys would stoop.

            “Well you’re obviously blind because she is so fake,” I felt like I was scoffing a little bit, but I didn’t care at this point. How could my best friend even think of liking someone like her? “She hooks up with different guys each weekend, Harry.”

            “How could you even say that about her?!” I could tell Harry was starting to get angry, but I let him.

            “Because I know people who go to those parties and I’ve seen pictures on Facebook. Harry, how could you even think about liking her?”

            “Laura, what the hell?!”

            “Harry its true!” I shot back.

            “Well I guess you’ll be happy to hear that she asked if I wanted to go out with her this weekend,” he tilted his head a little bit and waited for my reaction.

            “And what did you say…” I seethed through my teeth.

            “I said yes,” Harry replied simply.

            I had to stop myself from screaming. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. There had to be something wrong in his brain.

            “Why are you getting so pissed off, it’s my life!” Harry exclaimed, his face starting to turn red from being so angry.

            “Because you obviously can’t tell when a girl is pretty! Or nice for that matter!”

            “What are you trying to say, Laura?” Harry yelled.

            “Have I not made myself clear or something?! She’s such a bitch Harry, why can’t you see that?”

            We kept at it, back and forth, literally screaming at each other for being so stupid. Harry was being the stupid one though. He didn’t know what was real and what wasn’t and I couldn’t stand it.

            “JUST SHUT UP LAURA!” Harry yelled. His entire face was red and I could see some veins popping out of his neck from his fuming.

            “IT’S MY ROOM! YOU CAN’T TELL ME WHAT TO DO!” I screamed back. I was so happy there wasn’t anybody home right now. We were probably shaking the entire house.

            All of a sudden, I was pushed back on my bed and Harry’s lips were connected with mine. I was completely surprised, not knowing what on Earth he was doing. I wrapped my legs around his waist after a couple minutes of getting lost in the kiss and we rolled over a couple times on the top of my sheets, just kissing each other. We pulled away a couple times to take a breath, but Harry just connected our lips again and again.

            He sat up and took me with him. “I’m so sorry,” he mumbled. I ran my hands through the back of his hair. I shook my head and kissed him again.

            “I’m sorry,” I whispered back, kissing his cheek and moving down to his neck. His hands ran up and down my back underneath my shirt as I nuzzled his sweet and a little bit sweaty skin.

            “Laura,” Harry whispered when I pulled away and connected our foreheads.

            “Yeah,” I whispered, feeling his warm breath hit my lips.

            “I’m sorry,” he shook his head a little bit and I did the same.

            “Me too,” I replied softly, still feeling his curls under my fingers.

            He kissed me again once, “I won’t go out with her this weekend,” he kissed me again, “I’m staying here with you,” another peck, “is that okay?”

            I smiled as his lips pressed against mine once again, “That’s perfect.” I looked into his light green eyes and closed my eyes before getting lost in another kiss.

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