A whole load of dirty imagines about your favourite pop star, Harry styles Requests are open x ~ from yours truly, jannike x

"You know I can treat you better than any man here. But only if you stop acting like a little bitch and come to realize that. I won't be your boyfriend, I won't tell you I love you and that we're going to live happily ever after. This is reality Em, and I've been through some shit that I hope you'll never have to hear of. But god dammit if you need me I'm here. I won't let anyone hurt you no matter what, or I'll kill them and then I'll kiss you until you can't breathe." What if the one person you told all your secrets to was someone you never even met? Emilee's world is flipped upside down as she finds herself doing things she has never done with the last person on earth she thought she'd be meeting. Mr. Horan SEQUEL: I Hope You Feel it Too. (ON-GOING) ------------------------------------------- Starting edits: 3.20.19

MAY 2024:‼️ ON HOLD WHILE I EDIT ALL EXISTING CHAPTERS‼️ NEW CHAPTERS COMING Aug "Niall I'm not your fucking girlfriend! You can't just follow me around! Why do you care about who I go on dates with!? It's none of your business!" I was beyond pissed at him and my shouts were only getting louder and louder. His piercing blue eyes that I've grown to love looked at me from across the alley. Hurt was written all over his face before it quickly turned to anger. "For fucks sakes!" He yelled before kicking the dumpster next to him making me jump in my place. He let out a loud sigh and began to slowly walk towards me. "I don't know okay? I don't know why I fucken care about you so much. I just do, and it's fucking scaring me." He was no longer yelling and his face was now only inches away, trapping me between him and the wall. This was not the same Niall I met a month ago. He isn't supposed to care about anyone but himself. He didn't just stick to one girl, and he certainly never showed his feelings towards anyone. "I just do." He whispered softly before cupping my face in his two hands. He looked me in the eyes and then down at my lips; and he slowly started to lean in until I felt his soft warm lips gently press against mine.

Harry Styles Cute Imagines! edit: i'm a changed person now, this story is very cringe so read at your own risk.