Your One Direction Imagines!
Brooke Hansen's Imagine!
Brooke's P.O.V
"Sweetie...get up love, we're gonna be late." I hear a soft British accent say.
I take my time to open my eyes and stretch before I find myself staring into large green/blue orbs. He leans lower and brushes his long nose against my nose before I feel his soft somewhat cold lips press onto mine.
I manage to grab his nape pulling him down on top of me. He then opens my legs to lay between them on top of me. I close my eyes swirling my tongue in his mint tasting mouth and biting on his top lip making him moan. His large hand hold my waist as the other rubs my right side making me wet by his actions.
Harry pulls away breaking the kiss. Awww..fuck. I give him a pouting face, but he only bends down for another quick peck leaving me wanting more.
"Good morning to you too.." I say smiling and looking out the window. The sunlight rains from the silk curtain making our room light up like Autumn.
"Good morning beautiful." Harry says putting on his skinny jeans.
I swear he wears skinny jeans more than me! Plus..his legs are way better than mine.
Harry and I have been together for a year now. We also go to the the University Of Cheshire but I live here with him off campus in our nice little apartment. He's barely home because... well Harry isn't just a regular Harry. He's Harry Styles from the famous pop band One Direction which means he's mostly on tour and he takes his classes online when on tour.
I moved to Cheshire just because I'm a rookie in the modeling industry of Guess & Chanel. But anyways today I get to meet Harry's parents who I'm too nervous to meet. I mean their fans are over protective which I understand..because I'm a Directioner too but how will they react when they see me?
"Babe?" I look over to Harry who's spraying his cologne over himself.
I drain out of my thoughts, "Yeah?" I ask him...I always do this
"You should go take a shower and get ready love. We have to pass by the mall and get you something to wear for the wedding." He says walking over to our bed.
I sigh heavily and get up watching him sit on his side of the bed and switch on the television. I know you're like...what wedding? Well actually Maura, who is Niall's mom is getting remarried and of course we're invited. Plus the wedding color is red and black yet I have nothing elegant enough for a wedding that's red and/or black. I have a party dress..but still.
"What's wrong?" he asks.
I grab my plush teal towel and head towards our bathroom, "Nothing..just nervous." I say opening the door.
"You shouldn't be...she'll love you. Just as I do. And my father will too..So stop worrying, even though you look cute..don't freight. Okay?" I switch the bathroom lights on and look back at him.
"Okay.." I lie.
Telling a girl to not worry is as bad as telling a girl to calm down. I shake it off not wanting to start with Harry this morning and get undress stepping into the shower and putting it on hot. I let the warm water fall unto my sensitive skin, relaxing my muscles.
What if they don't like? What if I make myself look stupid or some shit? What if they ask if Harry and I had sex? What if they ask how much I'm making or what I want to do with my life and think it's a low rating?
I clear out my questions of "what if's" and rinse myself off before grabbing my towel. I wipe the water off of my skin and tie it around my chest.
Plunging in the blow dryer I put my hair into a quick bun and brush my teeth before reentering our bedroom.
"Sorry...I take too long in the shower." I apologize
"It's okay love as long as you're happy with how you look...even though you're already gorgeous." Harry compliments.
My cheeks turn red as I open my drawer full of my bras and panties. I look around at the different colors and lace there are before feeling a hand wrap around my waist.
"Can I pick something out?" he whispers in my ear giving me chills down my spine.
Harry then kisses right below my ear, "Sure.." I manage to say but it comes out as a moan.
He reaches over and looks through the many choices before settling on my peach and white colored pair of bra and underwear.
He smirks setting them on the dresser, "Now that's what my cock wants on your little ass..." he says in his sexy British accent before pulling away leaving me wanting more.
I look back at him, "Tease." I say before sticking out my tongue.
"Hurry up love." With that he leaves our room and walks out.
I sigh and put on my bra and underwear before putting on my outfit for the day. I put a thin line above my eyelid's edge with black eyeliner and some mascara to flare out my long lashes. I smile in the mirror and smear a layer of non-tasting peppermint lip gloss. I spray some perfume and let my hair down, it bounces at two inches below my shoulder since I put it in a bun earlier.
"Brooke! Hurry up!" I hear Harry yell
God damn son, "Coming!" I yell back
I grab my leather purse he'd got me last Christmas and slip into my shoes before leaving the room and walking down our hallway.
I walk into the kitchen seeing Harry sitting at the dining room table and look at his phone. He looks up and smiles.
"You look lovley Brooke." he says walking towards.
Butterflies flutter in my stomach, damn he makes me weak. "Thank you..you don't look so bad yourself." I say following him out the door.
He smiles as a thank you and closes the door behind us grabbing a hold of my hand before walking out into a small mob of fans outside.
An Hour Later
At The Mall
Brooke's P.O.V
"I like this one best of the other's." Harry says getting up and pointing to the black dress.
"I knew you would." I say smiling at him.
"You know what else I like?" He asks
"What." He walks closer to me and pushes me gently to the wall facing him.
"You." I smile at his answer
Harry then lifts me up and starts to rub my clit making me moan. God he knows how to make me feel good. I start to get wet pull him close.
"I want you Brooke." He growls. I stare into his blue orbs before forcing my lips onto his. He begs for entrance which I grant moaning over and over as he bites my lips. They're probably swollen.
"I want you Harry.." I whisper in his ear before kissing his warm neck. I can smell his nice cologne.
He pushes my thong to the side and forces his long finger inside of me.
"Ohhh" I moan loving the pleasure he gives me. Harry starts to pump in and out of me slowly whilst kissing me the entire time. I love him so much.
"You make me so fucking hard. Brooke..I don't know if I should punish you now or later." He whipsers. His hot breath brings chills down my spine and I meet his fingers. He adds another pumping two fingers in my wet pussy.This time hitting my g-spot..hard. My walls coat his fingers with my warm sticky juices. He then kisses my neck slowly.
"Oh...Harry...Fuck." I breath
I close my eyes and lay my head on his shoulders totally vulnerable. The inside of my stomach is tightening. Harry starts to use to thumb to rub my flaps and increases his speed.
"You like that love?" he asks
I moan in approval
"Come for me...Come baby..." He sasys huskily.
I tighten my grip on him as my walls close in and my juices squirt out.
"Ohhhh fuck Harry!" I yell. I quickly shut my mouth opening my eyes to see that we're still in a public fitting room.
Harry pumps twice fully before pulling them out. I watch him as he drops me to the floor gently and licks his finger clean. I smile and he smirks.
"Good girl.." He compliments.
I get red and take my time walking back to put on my dress for his parent's.
"I love you." I say as he zips up my dress.
"I love you too Brooke. I'll have you later." He says smirking
I can't help but smile at the fact that Harry just fingered me in a public fitting room but I mean...we've done other stuff haha.
"Ready to go?" He asks
"Yep." I say taking my dress and leaving the others in the room. I follow him out to cash register having some eyes on me.
I smile proudly at the fact that they'd heard us. Damn well ladies, I was just fingered by Harry Styles. My boyfriend.
"Sweetie...get up love, we're gonna be late." I hear a soft British accent say.
I take my time to open my eyes and stretch before I find myself staring into large green/blue orbs. He leans lower and brushes his long nose against my nose before I feel his soft somewhat cold lips press onto mine.
I manage to grab his nape pulling him down on top of me. He then opens my legs to lay between them on top of me. I close my eyes swirling my tongue in his mint tasting mouth and biting on his top lip making him moan. His large hand hold my waist as the other rubs my right side making me wet by his actions.
Harry pulls away breaking the kiss. Awww..fuck. I give him a pouting face, but he only bends down for another quick peck leaving me wanting more.
"Good morning to you too.." I say smiling and looking out the window. The sunlight rains from the silk curtain making our room light up like Autumn.
"Good morning beautiful." Harry says putting on his skinny jeans.
I swear he wears skinny jeans more than me! Plus..his legs are way better than mine.
Harry and I have been together for a year now. We also go to the the University Of Cheshire but I live here with him off campus in our nice little apartment. He's barely home because... well Harry isn't just a regular Harry. He's Harry Styles from the famous pop band One Direction which means he's mostly on tour and he takes his classes online when on tour.
I moved to Cheshire just because I'm a rookie in the modeling industry of Guess & Chanel. But anyways today I get to meet Harry's parents who I'm too nervous to meet. I mean their fans are over protective which I understand..because I'm a Directioner too but how will they react when they see me?
"Babe?" I look over to Harry who's spraying his cologne over himself.
I drain out of my thoughts, "Yeah?" I ask him...I always do this
"You should go take a shower and get ready love. We have to pass by the mall and get you something to wear for the wedding." He says walking over to our bed.
I sigh heavily and get up watching him sit on his side of the bed and switch on the television. I know you're like...what wedding? Well actually Maura, who is Niall's mom is getting remarried and of course we're invited. Plus the wedding color is red and black yet I have nothing elegant enough for a wedding that's red and/or black. I have a party dress..but still.
"What's wrong?" he asks.
I grab my plush teal towel and head towards our bathroom, "Nothing..just nervous." I say opening the door.
"You shouldn't be...she'll love you. Just as I do. And my father will too..So stop worrying, even though you look cute..don't freight. Okay?" I switch the bathroom lights on and look back at him.
"Okay.." I lie.
Telling a girl to not worry is as bad as telling a girl to calm down. I shake it off not wanting to start with Harry this morning and get undress stepping into the shower and putting it on hot. I let the warm water fall unto my sensitive skin, relaxing my muscles.
What if they don't like? What if I make myself look stupid or some shit? What if they ask if Harry and I had sex? What if they ask how much I'm making or what I want to do with my life and think it's a low rating?
I clear out my questions of "what if's" and rinse myself off before grabbing my towel. I wipe the water off of my skin and tie it around my chest.
Plunging in the blow dryer I put my hair into a quick bun and brush my teeth before reentering our bedroom.
"Sorry...I take too long in the shower." I apologize
"It's okay love as long as you're happy with how you look...even though you're already gorgeous." Harry compliments.
My cheeks turn red as I open my drawer full of my bras and panties. I look around at the different colors and lace there are before feeling a hand wrap around my waist.
"Can I pick something out?" he whispers in my ear giving me chills down my spine.
Harry then kisses right below my ear, "Sure.." I manage to say but it comes out as a moan.
He reaches over and looks through the many choices before settling on my peach and white colored pair of bra and underwear.
He smirks setting them on the dresser, "Now that's what my cock wants on your little ass..." he says in his sexy British accent before pulling away leaving me wanting more.
I look back at him, "Tease." I say before sticking out my tongue.
"Hurry up love." With that he leaves our room and walks out.
I sigh and put on my bra and underwear before putting on my outfit for the day. I put a thin line above my eyelid's edge with black eyeliner and some mascara to flare out my long lashes. I smile in the mirror and smear a layer of non-tasting peppermint lip gloss. I spray some perfume and let my hair down, it bounces at two inches below my shoulder since I put it in a bun earlier.
"Brooke! Hurry up!" I hear Harry yell
God damn son, "Coming!" I yell back
I grab my leather purse he'd got me last Christmas and slip into my shoes before leaving the room and walking down our hallway.
I walk into the kitchen seeing Harry sitting at the dining room table and look at his phone. He looks up and smiles.
"You look lovley Brooke." he says walking towards.
Butterflies flutter in my stomach, damn he makes me weak. "Thank you..you don't look so bad yourself." I say following him out the door.
He smiles as a thank you and closes the door behind us grabbing a hold of my hand before walking out into a small mob of fans outside.
An Hour Later
At The Mall
Brooke's P.O.V
"I like this one best of the other's." Harry says getting up and pointing to the black dress.
"I knew you would." I say smiling at him.
"You know what else I like?" He asks
"What." He walks closer to me and pushes me gently to the wall facing him.
"You." I smile at his answer
Harry then lifts me up and starts to rub my clit making me moan. God he knows how to make me feel good. I start to get wet pull him close.
"I want you Brooke." He growls. I stare into his blue orbs before forcing my lips onto his. He begs for entrance which I grant moaning over and over as he bites my lips. They're probably swollen.
"I want you Harry.." I whisper in his ear before kissing his warm neck. I can smell his nice cologne.
He pushes my thong to the side and forces his long finger inside of me.
"Ohhh" I moan loving the pleasure he gives me. Harry starts to pump in and out of me slowly whilst kissing me the entire time. I love him so much.
"You make me so fucking hard. Brooke..I don't know if I should punish you now or later." He whipsers. His hot breath brings chills down my spine and I meet his fingers. He adds another pumping two fingers in my wet pussy.This time hitting my g-spot..hard. My walls coat his fingers with my warm sticky juices. He then kisses my neck slowly.
"Oh...Harry...Fuck." I breath
I close my eyes and lay my head on his shoulders totally vulnerable. The inside of my stomach is tightening. Harry starts to use to thumb to rub my flaps and increases his speed.
"You like that love?" he asks
I moan in approval
"Come for me...Come baby..." He sasys huskily.
I tighten my grip on him as my walls close in and my juices squirt out.
"Ohhhh fuck Harry!" I yell. I quickly shut my mouth opening my eyes to see that we're still in a public fitting room.
Harry pumps twice fully before pulling them out. I watch him as he drops me to the floor gently and licks his finger clean. I smile and he smirks.
"Good girl.." He compliments.
I get red and take my time walking back to put on my dress for his parent's.
"I love you." I say as he zips up my dress.
"I love you too Brooke. I'll have you later." He says smirking
I can't help but smile at the fact that Harry just fingered me in a public fitting room but I mean...we've done other stuff haha.
"Ready to go?" He asks
"Yep." I say taking my dress and leaving the others in the room. I follow him out to cash register having some eyes on me.
I smile proudly at the fact that they'd heard us. Damn well ladies, I was just fingered by Harry Styles. My boyfriend.
Notes
I hope you like it! Chapter two coming soon!What you're Wearing-http://data3.whicdn.com/images/56536345/tumblr_mkai167j4Q1rdxp0yo1_400_large.jpg
seriously its been like 3 months where is mine? jw
9/5/14