Dirty/Clean One Direction Imagines

Dirty Harry Styles Imagine for Sabrina :)

You and Harry are friends. Of all the boys in One Direction you had to be in love with the flirty, ladies man. Harry. You knew he was very good with girls. So you tried so hard not to fall…..but if he did say he liked you then you wouldn’t mind.

It’s winter, your favorite season. You are bringing Harry some supplies for the holiday party he’s planning for next week. You knock on his door, you only brought a light jacket, so you were freezing. Harry finally opens the door.

Harry- “Hey.” he said. “You’re freezing come in.” he said guesturing you to come in seeing that you were cold.

You- “Thanks.” you said rubbing your arms for warmth as he takes the box of supplies.

Harry- “You go warm up.” he said pointing to his fireplace that was lit as he started to walk into another room.

You- “Oh no I’m fine. I’m actually going to hurry and walk to my place.” you said not wanting to spend time with him knowing it will make you fall more for him.

Harry stops and turns around.

Harry- “Walk? Out in the cold?” he asked thinking it was a silly idea. “You should stay. I’m making hot cocoa?” he said cheekily.

How could you not say yes. His smile always made you weak, and his dimples, he could say anything he wants with those.

You- “Okay for a little while.” you said taking off your hat and jacket, placing yourself at the fireplace.

Harry walks into the other room. You sit down and put your hands by the fire.

Harry- “Here. A blanket, you can put it under you or whatever.” he said walking back into the room and handing you a blanket and pillow. “Do you like marshmallows in your cocoa?”

You- “I love them.” you said smiling.

Harry nods his head and walks into the kitchen. You look at your phone to see what the time was. Then he walks in, handing you a mug of cocoa.

You- “Thank you.” you said puttung the mug on the coffee table and spreading the blanket on the floor.

Harry sighs as he sits down next to you. You take a sip of your cocoa.

Harry- “I have an idea.” he said suddenly facing you.

You- “What?” you said a little startled.

Harry- “We can roast hot dogs and the marshmallows that are left over?” he said going into the kitchen.

You- “Oh. You scared me for a bit.” you said placing your hair into a messy bun.

He brought back hot dogs, and marshmallows. At first when he started to talk to you, you just gave him shyly one word answers. But now you were not shy any longer. He broke you out of your shell and you started to massively flirt with him. It was pretty romantic. It was like in the movies except you weren’t a couple…yet.

You- “What do you want for Christmas?” you asked.

Harry- “Well to tell you the truth, all I want is somebody to love. Somebody who likes when I dance wierd, and we can talk about…I don’t know…. anything. Yeah. tha…thats what I want for Christmas.” he said taking a sip of cocoa.

You pause at the moment, thinking of what he just said. Those words, that just came out of his mouth was so beautifully, romantically, wonderful.

Harry- “What do you want for Christmas?” he asked still sipping his cocoa, looking at the fire.

You stare at him and went into a daze, thinking of what you really want for Christmas.

What I want for Christmas? That’s so easy. It’s always been you.