Preference Book

Hey guys, leave your requests for a preference. I want this book to be a lot more mature than my last one, so I will do dirty ones.


3. (Jasmine) Fight... Harry Styles imagine

You sit on the couch next to your boyfriend, Harry Styles. You have been dating for a little over a year now, and everything is seemingly perfect. Until lately. Harry has been acting very different for some reason. He barley ever looks at you directly, and he never asks you how your day went like he usually does. You decided that you were going to talk to him today. “Harry, can I ask you something?” you ask nervously. He nods his head and moans uninterestedly. “Is there something going on with you?” He turns to you with his full attention, suddenly looking completely offended.


“No, why the hell would there be something wrong.” He said raising his voice.


“It’s just a question Harry, chill out!” You shout at him. “You’ve just been acting so distant lately I just wanted to know if I could help.” You say as he stands up and walks toward the kitchen. You quickly follow him. Suddenly ideas pop into your head, maybe it’s you, maybe he just doesn’t like you anymore, is he going to break up with you? “Harry?” you ask shyly.


“WHAT!?” He turns around and shouts furiously.


“I-I just…” you stutter but he interrupts you.


“I’m sick and tired of you always asking me how I am, always getting in my business. If there was something wrong I would tell you!” He shouts. Tears start to fall from your eyes, and you run into the bathroom slamming the door and locking it. You slide down the door and sit on the floor trying to wipe the tears away, unsuccessfully. After a few moments you hear Harry slide down the door on the other side. “Jasmin?” He asks, regret clearly in his voice.


“Go away, you’re such a jerk!” you shout through the door.


“I’m sorry; it’s just that all of this stuff is so stressful. I’ve never been in a serious relationship before, and it’s hard to balance it out with work.”


“Oh, so now I’m just a chore for you.” You say offended.


“No, no your completely the opposite of that, you are my life.” He said. “Please unlock the door. I need to talk to you face to face.” You sigh before standing up and opening the door. He starts to explain himself to you, but you can’t take your eyes off of his soft pink lips. They were teasing you with every word. With one swift movement you stretched up onto your toes, wrapped your hand around the back his neck and kissed him long and hard. For a moment he was in shock, but he quickly joined in, moving his lips in sync with yours.


He lifted you up by your thighs as you throttled his waist with your legs. Your lips moved heatedly together as he pushed your body against the wall. Your hands ran through his hair leaving his curls in a tousled mess.


After a very heated make-out session you end up lying next to him on the couch. “Does this mean we aren’t fighting anymore?” He asks you sweetly. You close your eyes and lay your head on his chest, your legs entwined with his.


“Yeah, I forgive you.” You sigh.


“I love you so much. Next time we get into a fight over something so pointless just slap me and tell me I’m being an idiot.” You giggle.




A/N: I can't sleep, so I did it anyway :) hope you like it 

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