#sdmn imagines

[myoddessy]

hellooo congrats on 2k!! not sure how to phrase this request but some 🍰 please for harry/w2s. maybe about being seen in the backgrounds of his videos/features on other videos sometimes? or the things he mentions about you on camera if thats not too much trouble! congrats again! and if head cannons are easier thats great too

thank you so much! im a bit rusty when it comes to blurbs so i hope this is okay 💞

it was no secret that harry had found his forever in you, anyone who was anyone could see the shift in his smile or the glint in his eye when you caught his eye. be it a fleeting look of shyness on your instagram story or tiktok, a short clip of your face popping into the background of a video, or even a flash of your face in a pop-up add as he scrolled through social media.

it was as if the boldness and unabashed bravery of wroetoshaw melted away for a split second, and the world saw harry for who he truly was; a boy in love.

now, with a love that open and observed, privacy was a luxury you rarely found yourself in possession of. whether someone tweeted that you were on a date down a quiet city street, or the detectives of your fanbases debunked every picture, comment, and clip about either if you until you were certain they knew more about your relationship than you did. and as grateful as you were that there was such a wide reception of love for you and harry, the lack of secrecy lead to you cowering away from video cameos so that any moments you did managed to share stayed between you and you only.

that being said, you couldn't honestly say you hadn't fallen down a rabbit hole of your w2s and sidemen pop-ups before.

your favourite was during the sidemen become parents for 24 hours challenge, when harry was in a murderous state and little baby nathaniel would not stop screaming, ethan caught a glimpse of you walking down shop street and yelled for you just in time for harry to release the child from a chokehold.

with a confused smile and hands stuffed in the pockets of your northface puffer, you walked towards them, unaware to the cameras panning in on the softened eyes and uncontrollable smile of your boyfriend.

"well, lads. you alright?" you asked, voice trailing off to a higher pitch when you saw the screaming doll dangling from harry's grip, his hand wrapped loosely around its ankle.

"doing just fine, birthed a beautiful baby boy. bog couldn't be happier." ethan joked, hand clapping down on the younger man's shoulder. "he won't shut up." harry said, blowing out an exhausted sigh. "help us, please." you sucked in a harsh breath, toying with them. "dunno if i shouldn't, wouldn't that be breaking challenge rules?"

"i will literally pay you." harry shook the baby's leg in your face, emphasising his pain.

"just do the washing up for the rest of the week and we're sorted."

"deal."

"hand me over the child then."

ethan's focus bounced between you and harry like he was watching this unfold in wimbledon, unsure of who to look at throughout the exchange, before settling with staring at the camera, blinking slowly as harry handed you nathaniel. you bounced the doll in your arms, shushing him and swaying slowly, your hand running up and down his back as if it were real and second nature.

would never say it, nor did he think he even could, but a sense of urgency washed over him in that moment. like he wouldn't breathe until he saw it again, except real, with your child—his child. with a shake of his head, the thought dispelled before his cheeks got too red, but anyone could see the far-off look in his eye, and he worried that anyone who looked too close would see the reflection of domesticity behind it.

in the span of a minute, you'd gotten nathaniel to calm down, and with a laugh of good luck and a happy wave, you left before any other sidemen could approach and see them getting outside assistance.

over the years, the clip had been reposted, edited, referenced by the world as the love they yearned to see in their partner's eyes, and you loved every second of it. now, with two diamonds weighing your left hand down and a bump in your stomach, you sat before the camera once more, this time with purpose. this time to confirm to everyone that the dream harry held in his eyes three years ago was finally upon him.

his forever was set in stone.

[g-xix]

🔞High on your Ford Mondeo | H. Lewis

CWs: Drugs (smoking weed), High sex , outdoor sex, dry humping, desperate sorta sex, clitoral stimulation Summary: Lazy Summer night with your best friend spent smoking 🌿 on top of his ford mondeo, leading to acting on those desperate sexual inhibitions, even if that means fucking on the car roof in the middle of assfuck nowhere Wordcount: 1.8k

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You were in the middle of nowhere, some random turn in point just off of the country roads nobody ventured over at this time of night. You looked up to the sky from atop the rover roof your back lay flat against, observing the stars which shone brightly in the cloudless, inky sky - reflected in Harry's eyes as he took a drag of the blunt the two of you had been sharing in the moonlight.

"Harry?" It felt as though you weren't even saying his name as your hand tugged at the hem of his shirt. The paper passed from his hand to yours before you brought it back up to your lips, breathing in and taking it back before letting a cloud pass, shading the clear night sky only momentarily before the stars reappeared once more. "Maybe we should get back into the car."

"Why?" Harry asked lazily, his hand brushed yours away from his shirt, instead slotting his fingers between yours whilst his thumb brushed over the back of your hand. 

"I was thinking," You started. "You know how we get sunburn? What if we can get moonburn."

Harry didn't reply for a moment.

"That is a great fuckin' point."

He took the blunt back, slowly taking his drag and puffing it back before rolling over- causing you to let out a huff from the pressure as his body landed on top of yours, his chest flush with yours.

"The fuck are you doing, I can feel the car wobbling Harry- you better not tip this thing over-"

"I'm tryna protect you," He groaned from above you. "From the moonburn- I'm covering you, see, so you don't get burned."

"Wow, cheers," You laughed slowly at his gesture even if it did crush you lungs. Luckily, Harry was courteous enough to roll back over and let you sit up and lean back onto your arm, inhaling the sweet night air - free from pollution of other people. Pulling the paper from your lips you held it out to Harry, looking back and catching a glimpse into those pleasant blue eyes as you asked "You wanna hit?"

Harry shook his head, though there was a playful grin on his lips as he did. "I want you to give it to me yourself."

Your lips curled into a grin as you knew exactly what he meant. You shuffled over the cold metal roof to get closer to him. Harry uncrossed his legs, giving you his lap to crawl onto, straddling his hips as you placed one hand on his shoulder for stability, the other holding the blunt between your lips as you inhaled the smoke before cupping Harry's jaw in your hand. Your fingers curved over his cheek, finding the hollows where his gums dipped and pressing down lightly to indicate for him to open his mouth. Harry's lips parted as your fingers dragged his jaw down, nails digging into his lower jaw to keep his mouth open as you leaned forwards, almost pressing your lips to his as you blew the smoke into his mouth, passing the second hand weed into his system as he took it all back, his eyes closing instinctively with yours as he took in your sweet scent, intoxicated with that and the smoke that clouded his mind.

His lips closed around your before you could pull back, the soft flesh caressing your own and finding a lazy pace to work at, the almost sweet aftertaste of weed lingering across one another's lips which moved wetly together. Harry's hand came to the side of your face, cupping your cheek and tucking a strand of hair behind your ear whilst you could feel his eyelashes softly brushing against your cheek.

Harry's teeth came down on your lip, the soft pressure enough to make you open your mouth, Harry's tongue exploiting the movement as he made the kiss even sloppier, the taste of weed evident on his tongue and making you chase him once he pulled back slightly, your eyes opening to see a smirk across his lips. 

His hand trailed up your thigh, leaving goosebumps in its wake as the cold night air lingered after his touch, his fingers toying with the buttons before slipping the denim down, exposing your legs and lower half, now only covered by thin panties. 

A laboured breath fell from your lips as Harry's index and middle fingers curled around the waistband of the panties, yourself shuffling to help him pull the material down before you felt his cold fingertips press delicately against your clit.

The gentle shock of the action was pleasant, and made you elicit a breathy moan, your hips bucking momentarily as all your nerves were ignited simultaneously. His finger slowly circled the spot, making your legs weak, and you bit down onto your lip with a heavy breath, not wanting to break the quiet ambience of the country night.

"You can be as loud as you want, baby," Harry's voice was delicate and coaxing almost, and you let go of you lip between your teeth, the next groan coming unfiltered as Harry was less soft- increasing the pressure and making your head spin almost.

You began subconsciously rocking your hips against Harry's touch, and as soon as you realised you had been doing it, Harry's fingers pulled away. Turning around disappointedly to see why Harry had stopped, you heard the clinking of metal as Harry tugged his buckle, sliding his belt off and undoing his zipper. 

It was dark, but you could still make out Harry's cock in the darkness- how it looked so tempting as the boxers came down- his length bobbing back up and hitting his stomach, the influence of the weed clearly getting him even more horny. And you couldn't say that the weed didn't have a similar influence on you, as you felt your core heating up- almost aching from how you felt upon seeing Harry's length, just needing him to thrust on in and fuck you already. 

You pushed Harry down by the chest so that his back was flat against the car roof, and he let out a huff upon the impact, wiggling uncomfortably at the coolness of the metal against his skin. He didn't move though, as you placed either hand to his chest, crawling over his legs and finding a comfortable position whereby you could feel his cock beneath you, flush against your core and head nudging your clit. A groan fell from your lips and you couldn't help but indulge in the feeling of his cock, simply grinding down onto his length and letting the friction between his cock and your clit provide you pleasure- almost desperately grinding against his cock, releasing all your inhibitions with the freedom provided by the blunt and adrenaline of doing it on top of your car on an open road.

His length caught against your opening and the tip sunk between your soaked folds so deliciously you wouldn't help but sink yourself down onto his cock, arching your back as you lowered yourself until he was fully inside of you, bottomed out so that your skin was flush with his own burning hot skin. 

Harry pulled his hand up to your face, stroking your cheek as you felt the blunt scratching your skin, the paper held between his fingers as he tucked a stray strand of hair behind you ear, his thumb finding your lips and slipping between to rest upon your tongue, letting you suck his digit before leaning off it with a pop and allowing Harry to delicately place the joint between your lips and take a drag, slotting the paper back between Harry's fingers and blowing the smoke back out before letting out a giggle and leaning back down to reattach your lips with Harry's and share a passionate, sloppy kiss.

Only was the kissing interrupted when Harry moaned heavily into the kiss upon feeling your hips begin grinding back and forth, his cock tracing your insides and moving minimally and yet providing so much pleasure you couldn't help but chase it, putting pressure onto your knees and using them to raise your body from his cock and start riding him.

Your bounces were wanton and ravenous, each one emitting a low sort of squelch; the combination of your slick against Harry's cock making near-pornographic sounds. And Harry's groans were a symphony, the way they were so husky and only turned you on further, a certain horny beauty within the load moans that fell desperately from your lips with each thrust, so sexily sinful against the otherwise silent wilderness around you.

Harry's brain felt as though it were heading dangerously into overdrive, the way it was so clouded was almost worrying- all the stimulation of your velvet walls pressing tight around his cock had his whole body sweltering, the cold metal against his back the only vice that kept him somewhat cool. And the sight of your tits, jiggling in high circles with each eager thrust of his cock into your pussy, had him bucking his hips and trying to hit your g-spot just to see you moan and see those tits shake with each thrust- your nipples hardened against the cold nights air and drawing him to place a heavy hand against one- his fingers kneading and caressing your doughy skin whilst his thumb sensually pressed and flicked your nipple.

You knew he was getting close; his hips bucking almost uncontrollable with each of your bounces, kissing your cervix with each thrust and making your legs shake, the feeling of his hand reaching across your leg to grip your thigh- his nails sinking into your peachy flesh and leaving little crescent nail-marks clouding your mind and pushing you closer and closer to your climax.

"H-Harry," You groaned.

"Oh I'm so close baby, don't you worry-" He cut you off with an animalistic groan, both his hands attaching at your hips and controlling you- using you at his own pace as your legs were so close to giving out,  thrusting you up and down on his cock as though you were a cocksleeve for his pleasure only.

"Fuck, HaArry..." The crack within your voice was so raw and broken, Harry was pushed just over the edge as you were- the feeling of his cock painting white stripes within your uterus as you climaxed yourself, sending stars within your eyes and euphoria coursing through your body, making your head spin and thighs clench and shake.

You couldn't even support your body weight, your arms giving out and causing your body to collapse atop Harry's- your sweaty body meeting his own which was covered in a thin sheen, the combination of the weed heating his body, cold night air, and hot and passionate sex causing the two of you to feel hot-and-cold everywhere, and yet still have it in yourselves to cuddle naked on the roof of the car, giggling under the influence of the weed and savouring this time together that you still had whilst you were young.

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Guys icl idk whether i vaped or hit weed at a party i went to and it's bugging me out fr because that was the first time id ever had anything nicotine related and i j feel guilt negl 😭😖 not really sure where im going with that but thought it linked to the chapter, n no better way to kill a smut-induced ladyboner than with a boring personal anecdote 🫶🥰😘

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[infictionalwonderland]

PERIODS — harry lewis

pairing: harry lewis x fem!reader

warnings: periods… NOT REALLY A WARNING BUT YKKK, swearing, suggestive-ness, medication

Whoever said people your age couldn’t have sleepovers, could go and do one—because you absolutely fucking could, you and Talia proving said notion right now; your boys were off again, somewhere abroad for a sidemen shoot and leaving you and your best friend alone. Instead of getting all weepy and mopey (over a boy, never you) you and her decided to make the most out of the lack of testosterone—after you’d dropped your boyfriend off at the airport, all innocent smiles and pretty fluttering lashes, you’d zoomed off (probably breaking several speed limits) to get to your best friends new home.

When you got there, she’d opened the door with an excited screech despite expecting you and you returned it despite knowing she’d been the one to open the door. After of long embrace where she didn’t wanna let you go, you finally convinced her with the promised of pizza and brownies. Hauling your overnight bag in, you’d began your girly night—music booming, comfy clothes on, gossip upon gossip and so many laughs your whole body was in tatters as you made pizzas and brownies (admittedly, hers were better but she was literally Mario’s second cousin, it’s to be expected)

Food in hands and smiles never leaving your faces, you’d taken off into a race into a race for the living room (you won, obviously) and began your evening of movie watching—from 10 things i hate about you to It, then legally blonde and Tangled, and many more, . . .you had quite the night. However both of your highlights was when you discovered you both started your cycles on that particular day—before your boyfriends had left and around basically the same times: it had you both in tear inducing laughter for two minutes. You’d ended up taking a Polaroid of you both grinning while holding up Flow (the period tracker app) and showing you both having the exact same cycles.

Twins.

That was yesterday—now you were both lying in a miserable heap of pain and exhaustion in Talia’s king size bed, hot water bottles on your abdomens and remaining snacks being shovelled into your mouths as you both snuggled and occupied yourselves on your phones.

You smiled slightly when your boyfriends name popped up over TikTok but grimaced afterwards as your stomach turned horribly.

harry🤍

gd mornin xx yu okay luv ?

me

you’re actually illiterate

harry🤍

and you can’t punctuate, we all have are own flaws. anyway i hope ur good, we’re landing at 3, want me to pick u up anything?

You grinned wider, deciding to piss about.

me

yeah actually can you get me some jumbo tampons!! thank youuu x

harry🤍

what. they do JUMBO? i mean thats, at least their being inclusive. good on em 👍 wait bloody hell love, you’re on again already? swear i don’t know how you still have blood in ya

me

yeah it happens to be a monthly thing, harry. 😄😄😄😄😄 also im with my gf so you might have to whisk me away before me elope xxxxx

harry🤍

she’d get you a shitty ring anyway i’ll get in simons lift home then and you can drop us off. … i love you, gotta go, see you soon gorgeous

me

love you too smelly 😜

You looked over at Talia at, miraculously, the same time she looked up at you and when she wordlessly showed you her phone, showcasing messages of her asking Simon for XXL pads, you gasped laughingly and showed her your messages to Harry. She made a shocked face before meeting your eye and you both burst out laughing, only to groan as you ached all fucking over.

“I hate being a women.”

It was now half two and while Talia was effectively making your day better—you both were still in immense pain. You’d migrated to every living room (you loved it so much, you could cry) and both had a sofa to yourself, Mushu (their adorable dog) was nipping at some toy from where he was sat by the telly. You both were on your phones for the most part, last nights episode of Love Island that you’d absently recorded now playing on the TV as you both munched away on the breakfast Talia got delivered—McDonald’s breakfast for you and she had a spiced cheesy omelette from this little breakfast place.

“When do you think Harrys gonna ask. .?” Talia looked at you from her place on the sofa, wiggling her ringed finger mischievously with a glittering smile, one hand still firmly against her stomach.

“Probably never.”

“Bullshit!” She shot back instantly, sitting up and pointing firmly in your direction as she ignored the pain she was in in favour of reassuring you. “Babe, you have not seen the way that man looks at you when he thinks no one is looking. Like, seriously, he has literal heart eyes for you and don’t even get me started on how he speaks about you. It’s like your the best thing in this entire world to him, really. Like you’re some kinda goddess or somethin’ he always looks so awestruck by you.”

“. .probably cause I cook him dinner.” You offered with a shrug, smiling lopsidedly, and Talia snorted with a head shake.

“Or you are his dinner.”

“I mean, he does—“

“Ah! WAIT, NO. Stop, no more, please.”

You grinned at her, sparing a wink before cooing at Mushu happily and urging him to jump up on you, which he did. Your entire demeanour seemed to soften as you wrapped your arms around the large grey ball of fluff.

“He’ll probably ask you soon.”

“Natalia.” You threw her a mock serious look and she put her hands up in a surrender motion, finding herself all too funny.

“What—have you seen you?” Talia retorted, faking a dreamy sigh as she readjusted herself on the plush material of her sofa. “I’d kiss you, marry you and fuck you. Repeatedly.”

“Miss Mar. . .” You jokingly trailed off.

“Have my babies?”

“I thought you’d never ask!”

“We should really do this more often.” Talia pouted at you, friendly love bright in her irises as she pulled her blanket more around her body. “I miss hanging with you, sexy bum.”

“Miss you more, baby cakes.” You winked at her dramatically, mouth falling open just like Fred Weasley and she giggled back at you, snapping a candid photo.

“Speaking of babies—“

“NATALIA HADDOCK.”

Approaching four o’clock was when your boyfriends finally rolled up—you and Talia didn’t actually notice at first, you were both laying down on the living room floor with Mushu next to you and a mediation video on the large screen, giggles slipping past your lips even as you attempted to be quiet. You would’ve sat up but considering your cramps. . .‘twas a no go.

“Keep your fake lips shut, Cruella.”

Talia squawked in offence at your comment but kept her eyes shut for the purpose of mediation, blindly lifting a manicured hand to swat at you.

In that moment, your boyfriends both walked through the door, trading odd looks at the silence in the home (if there was anything you and Talia were together, it was not silent). Simon lead Harry through the house, more confused than anything to where his fiancé was but when they heard whooshing sounds from the living room, they both stopped uncertainly.

Harry quickly picked up a random umbrella from where they were sat, just in case.

However, when you hesitantly stalked into the living room they didn’t expect to see both of their girlfriends laying sprawled across the floor in starfish position with a mediation video playing on the large TV. They both paused, trying to repress their amusement and Harry instantly got out his phone—zooming into you to take some photos.

“Feeling zen, yet?” Simon inquired.

“So zen.” You both confirmed, simultaneously.

There was silence for no more than a second before you and Talia both let out startled exclamations and sat up straight—immediately groaning out in pain after as your stomach cramped and ached (day 2 was your personal worst day for pain/cramps).

“Woah. Woah, woah.” Simon paused at the in sync groans of pain, “listen. . .I know you both have like, interlinked emotions but please don’t tell me you can feel what the other feels?!”

“Boy.” Talia gave him a deadpan stare.

“Help.” You urged your boyfriend, reaching out your hands expectantly and he rolled his eyes fondly as he walked over to you, large hands taking your smaller ones in his own and he tugged you up from the ground, one of his arms wrapping around your waist to pull you into him. “Hey stranger.”

“Hey.” Harry mumbled back, grinning widely as he pulled you flush against him, digging his head endearingly into the crook of your neck and leaving two swift kisses, your sweet aroma surrounding him and clouding his thoughts as you hummed, running your fingers through his short hair.

“No PDA in my house!” Simon exclaimed.

“Shush,” Talia tutted—unimpressed with her fiancé, “don’t listen to him. Harry, kiss my girl all you want just. . nothing more, preferably.”

“She’s not your girl.”

“Am I not?” You played clueless, faking a confused look at him before going to step over to your best friend, only for him to tug you back against him, large, muscled arms wrapping around your front to hold you back.

“Disgusting.” Simon blanched. “Do that in your own home, please.”

You and Talia both rolled your eyes in sync: you turned your head to smile up at your boyfriend, pressing a loving peck to his soft lips and then his bicep before gently tugging his arms off you, getting ready to say bye to your friends.

“Bye beautiful.” Talia grinned, her arms coming to wrap around you with a careful tightness. “I love you, let me know if you need anything—also, we should really really do this again soon. I love spending time with you.”

Feeling your heart warm, you smiled back at her genuinely. “I love spending time with you too, Lia. Next time we can make lasagna and cupcakes. . .the Tom and Jerry ones.”

Talia squealed slightly, pulling away from your hug to press kisses to both your cheeks and then your forehead.

“You’re the best. Miss ya’ already.”

“Missing you more.”

A few minutes later, you and Harry were finally out of the mini-mar household. Your boyfriend had finally resigned to carrying you when you had fully stopped walking and hunched over slightly in pain from your cramps—he’d sighed, like the tired boyfriend he was, then gently picked you up bridal style and ignored Talia’s obnoxious awes and how she took several pictures.

(She totally didn’t put them on her story)

“Spoiled princess, ‘s what you are.” Harry shook his head jokingly as he carefully put you down in the passenger side of your own car that he was driving cause you were in pain.

“Ain’t that the truth.”

He grinned at you, looking up through his lashes as he did your seatbelt for you, one of his large arms caging you in and the the other free arm reaching over your lower half to tug the seatbelt tighter. He looked similar to an angel in that moment—sun illuminating his features, those fucking blue eyes you were a sucker for and you felt a trail of sparks on the skin his hand purposefully brushed over.

“That tight enough?” Harry inquired, cheekily.

“So tight.” You responded with a snicker of your own and he rolled his eyes at you, tugging a strand of your hair briefly and you feigned a dramatic wince as he left you, shutting the door to your side and climbing in the drivers side.

You looked over, rolling down your window readily as you knew what was coming—when your car started to take off, Talia opened up the window closest to the driveway, popping out her head with a gorgeous gleaming smile.

“BYE BYE BEAUTIFUL, I HOPE YOU FEEL BETTER SOON!”

“BYE GORGEOUS—SAME GOES FOR YOU, CALL ME!”

As you did the ‘call me’ symbol with your hand and gave her a dramatic wink, she giggled before ducking her head back indoors.

“Might as well date her.”

“Might just, y’know.” You smiled at him sweetly, turning on the radio for background noise like you always did, “Smells a lot than my current partner anyway?”

“He can’t be that bad!”

“No, really, he stinks of piss.”

“I beg you fu—“

He cut himself off, grin faltering as he heard you wince in pain, frowning softly as he looked over at you.

“Hanging in there alright?”

“Mhm.” You hummed, smiling tensely.

“I got you something.” Harry mentioned, peering over at you and when he saw you looking him with that adorably confused look, he nudged his head backwards and your eyes followed—landing on the Tesco bag in the backseat.

“My jumbo tampons?” You cackled to yourself.

“No—I did look though—“ Your laughter increased in volume, ignoring the aching pain overcoming you as best you could, “Oh—Oh. I see now, they aren’t a thing. You played me.”

“What? No, never.”

“I smell deceit.”

“I smell piss. Oh, wait, it’s just you.”

You giggled at yourself and while he tried to playfully glare at you, he couldn’t quite keep his smile at bay as he stared at you.

Curiously, you reach behind you and tug the Tesco bag from its space in the back, lugging it into your lap and opening it up—your mouth immediately pops open in an awww when you take in the two sets of cupcakes, your favourite chocolate bars, the sanitary products and some pain medication.

“Harry. .”

“Don’t mention it, I beg.” A sheepish crimson blush coats his pale cheeks at your tone and your evident heart eyes. Jesus Christ, were you pretty. He was so lucky to be able to call you his, that much he knew for sure.

“Thanks, handsome.”

“Yeah, yeah anytime man.”

You arch a brow.

“Anytime, love.” Harry corrects, flashing you an equal parts amused and sarcastic smile as you nod your approval to the changing pet name.

When you finally arrive back at your apartment complex—Harry’s already out of his side of the car as soon as it stops, and then he goes over to you, opening your door and looking down at you. He lets at a dramatic heaving sigh at your doe eyed look, scolding his skin for flushing and heart for picking up.

Effortlessly, he takes the bag off your hands with one hand and pulls you from the car with the other, once you’re out the car he lifts you up easily with one arm and you wrap your legs around his hips, arms around his neck.

“Hi.” You mumble, grinning mischievously as your acrylics scratch at his beard.

“My pretty troublemaker.” Harry huffs affectionately, squinting down at your bright smile fuelled by mischief. “Don’t you dare bring attention to us, this is embarrassing enough.” He nearly whines.

You merely smile, a kiss to his cheek to tide over his anxieties.

The walk was going pretty smoothly, but as soon as Harry stepped foot into the elevator, another set of footsteps followed and his eyes shut miserably, leaning down and sighing into your neck hopelessly.

“Hi Effie!” You immediately perk up at the sight of the older woman—Effie was this sweetheart fifty six year old who lived on the floor below you and Harry, a vast lover of plants and animals with a hatred for men (you loved her, Harry was scared of her).

Harry barely refrains for niping at the soft skin of your neck in reprimand. Of bloody course.

“Hello dearie.” The older woman, hair a dyed purple shade and silver septum hanging from her button nose, greets you with a calm smile. Effie was evidently unfazed by the scene in front of her—if anything, she was proud that you were putting your man to work. “How are you today?”

“Oh I’m grand, Ef.” You smiled so charmingly that as Harry stared down at you, he almost forgot he was even supposed to be annoyed. “How are you? How’s Tia, I miss her!”

“I’m well, thank you, dearie. Tia misses you too, I assure you. Perhaps you come down tonight, I can bake us some cookies just how you like them.”

Harry paused, bewildered. Did his girlfriend just get hit on by a grandma?!

“I—“

Before you could even get a word out, the elevator dinged open to your floor and Harry wasted now time practically sprinting out with his arms possessively entangled around your frame; you quickly exclaimed a startled ‘bye Effie’ over your boyfriends shoulder before the elevator doors shut.

You quickly distracted yourself with how you could feel your boyfriends muscular biceps as he held you up, your acrylics took to touching and tracing them as he bounced you up further on his hip. You closed your eyes, leaning further into him and humming at the delightful scent of his cologne, the soothing vibrations of his body as he quietly chatted away helping to dull the aches in your own body.

“You alright there, y/n?”

“Never been better.” You smiled up at him and he gives you an amused one back, kissing your forehead softly as he finally opens the door to your shared apartment—once inside, he readily manoeuvres the both of you to the sofa where he carefully places you down, handing you the bag of food and your favourite blanket he spots on the lone armchair. “Thank youuu.”

“Spoiled princess.” He names again, but the smile on his face is enough to melt you despite his words.

Harry then goes into the kitchen as you try and adjust on the sofa more comfortably, face screwing up as a particularly harsh pain washes through you—your abdomen clenching. To distract yourself, you search through the Tesco bag and smile to yourself as you take out the first batch of muffins.

You mindlessly click onto WhatsApp, taking a photo of the bag of goodies and sending it to the girls groupchat with a little ‘make your men do this for you, pretty ladies’ and instantly being met with gushing from them all.

“Showing off my expert shopping skills?”

You startle—gaze flickering to your boyfriend who smiles at you, that smile he saves just for you and it makes you feel so special and warm every time. Your eyes dart over him, noticing the hot water bottle he now clutches (you love that hot water bottle—it’s got this absolutely adorable cover of a lama).

Fucking hormones, you think, as you feel a wave of emotion hit you at how much he’s done for you.

“Hey,” Harry noticed the quivering frown you now adopted and internally panicked, did I do something? Hot water bottle in hand, he hurried towards you, kneeling down on the floor beside where you were laying and twirling a pierce of your hair around his finger. “Hey. What’s wrong, love, hm? You in pain?”

“Yeah.” You answer him shakily, that’s not why your suddenly upset. “I love you.”

If he’s confused—he doesn’t show it, he merely smiles at you comfortingly, leaning in to gently press a kiss to your lips.

“I love you more.”

You smile up at him and his face softens completely at you—he’s so fucking in love. And yes, these thoughts of his are incredibly soppy, but, he couldn’t help it. The girl of his dreams, the love of his life, the prettiest person in the world, was currently staring at him like he hung the moon and the stars. . . he’d never tire of your beautiful face, your radiant smile that flustered him every damn time.

When you move so he can slide in behind you, he eagerly takes the invitation. He slots in behind you on the sofa, pulling you atop him with your back against his chest; he takes the hot water bottle, your favourite one, and carefully moves up your shirt before pressing it against your lower stomach and keeping his hands there to hold it in place, pressing a thoughtless yet meaningful kiss to the side of your head and you snuggle back into him.

“Oi, give me a bite.”

“Fuck off, it’s my scran.”

“Yeah—and who’s card did it make a dent in?”

“Our card, handsome.”

“. . . Spoiled princess.”

And that’s how you spend most of the rest of your day—intertwined limbs, goofy grins, soft kisses and joking insults.

(He’s never been more in love)

[thencomethecherryblossoms]

For a woman who says she isn’t into blondes, I sure do think about Will Poulter, Harry Lewis, Rudy Pankow, Drew Starkey and Damian Hardung a lot

[sidemenxyn]

Being w3s assistant for 24 hours (Calfreezy’s video)

Tw: language, slight harassment and I believe that’s it!

w2s x Y/n Willows

–—–

“Welcome to another video, today we are going to be surprising Y/n by being her assistant for 24 hours.” Cal spoke. His cameraman followed him as he walked towards your office.

Knocking on the door he heard you beckon him in, opening the door you spun in your comfy sidemen chair and saw Cal with his cameraman Harry (gfilm). You smiled “hey guys, what’s up?” Cal asked “for my video can I be your assistant for 24 hours?” You raised an eyebrow and asked “my assistant?” He nodded, you beamed “ok!” Cal turned and gave the camera a thumbs up.

Callum asked “so got anything I could do?” You thought for a moment then responded “yeah, could you do me a favour- well two favours. First being, could you go to Starbucks and get me a cheese toasty with a iced coffee. You two can get something if you want and then on your way back to my office can you get a hoodie of Harry’s? Any hoodie.” He smiled “yes boss, we’ll be back!”. “Ok bye!” You smiled as they left you office to go do his first job.

After some time you had finished editing the video, by the time you’d finished Cal and his cameraman had came back. Cal handed you Harry’s hoodie you thanked “thank you, did you guys get anything?” Cal answered “only a frappe” you nodded as he waited for you to put on Harry’s hoodie. Once you did, he handed you the toasty and your drink. Thanking him again he then asked “what’s next?” You replied “if you want you could go through the video I just finished editing. You know I like yours and Harry’s opinions on my editing.” He smiled and nodded. You left him and Harry (gfilm) to watch your video you were going to post.

Walking into the living room, you spotted Harry sitting there on his phone. So you walked over and sat next to him. You smiled “Hey, love” he gave you a kiss on the cheek and said “Hey, aren’t you filming with Cal?” You nodded and said “he’s being my assistant for 24 hours so I got him watching my new video I’m due to post.” He nodded and asked “can I watch it before you post?” You beamed “of course, you know I’ll show you before I post it.” He smiled and placed his arm around your waist.

After some time, Cal came into the living room and said “all done, it’s good nothing needs to be changed.” You smiled. He asked “is there anything else I can do for you?” You looked at your Apple Watch and spoke “you can come with me to get my nails done and run a few errands. That’s if you want to though.” He nodded, “course, let’s go.” You gave Harry a kiss and went to put your shoes on.

Getting into your car, you and the two boys buckled up. Harry (gfilm) starts to record again. As you were driving through the streets of London, Cal asked “so what are you getting done? Like what nails?” You replied “look on my phone, go on Pinterest and look at the most recent photo.” He did as he was told and complemented the nails and showed the camera. The girls in his comments agreed that the nails were cute too.

Now at the nail salon, you look up at Cal and spoke “if you get bored your both fine to go somewhere to eat or something.” Cal replied “ok, we’ll probably go in a bit.” You nodded and took a seat. Since your friend was the nail tech lady, you and her were catching up on some drama; to which Cal would record his reactions to the drama. You turned to Cal “what do you think she should’ve done?” Cal agreed “she should’ve done what you two were saying, that’s outrageous what she did to that girl.” The spicy drama was just starting as your long nail appointment took a little longer than usual.

As you were walking out of the nail salon, you looked at Cal and asked “when we get back can you do me another favour?” He asked “and that favour is?” You answered “go through my gym clothes and sort them out with me? I need to give some to my friend I told her she can have some.” He nodded.

After that you and the boys headed to M&S, as you walked in Cal asked “what are you getting exactly?” You said “uh, well we need some food for tonight since our food delivery isn’t till tomorrow and I need to find some white shirts for the upcoming sidemen video.” Cal nodded.

As you looked through the men’s shirt, Harry and Cal went over to the snack isle and went to grab some food. As you were looking at shirts some teenage boys approached you “yo, you woretoshaws missus?” You looked over to see some boys dressed in all tech-fleeces. You nodded “can I help you?” He asked “can I get your number?” Some of the boys laughed, you knew that they were immature. You asked “I’m sorry? Didn’t you just ask if I was woretoshaw’s missus?” He nodded “yeah, can I get your number though??” You said “uh no sorry, I have a boyfriend?” You were baffled about the encounter. The other boy spoke “he can do better than w2s, swear.” You shook your head and awkwardly smile. The boy then asked again “so?! Can I get your number, b?” You scoffed “first of I’m not your b, and secondly you all know I am in a relationship, so no sorry.” As the boy spoke Cal and Harry entered the isle.

The boy spoke “are your just being a bitch, give me your number. I can do better than him, swear. You too hit for him.” You gave him a discussed look and spoke “please go away, your being rude and immature.” Cal asked “what’s going on Y/n?” You turned sighing n in relief as you heard Cal. You replied “these boys were wonder if I could give them my number.” Cal raised an eyebrow and spoke “was there need to call her a bitch?” The boy protested “yeah, she isn’t giving me her number.” Cal glanced at Harry making sure he was filming the conversation. Cal spoke “well if she said no, why are you asking still?” The boys kept protesting and in the end the security guards removed the immature boys out of the shop. Cal checked up on you which you were fine.

You looked at Harry and asked “did you get that?” He nodded. You then explained to the two boys and the camera what happened you also looked at the camera and added “if your like those boys please don’t come over to me in public. If you know me I like when people say hi or ask for a photo but don’t be a dick to me, ok?”. Cal was angry at those boys, cause this never happens to you. And cause you and Cal are close he felt the need to protect you. He was like a brother to you, which was cute in your eye.

After your small day out, you three entered the apartment. You texted Harry beforehand asking if he was filming which he wasn’t. You call out “Harry?!” He called back “yeah?!” You walked into the kitchen to see him sat at the booth with his laptop in front of him. You said “you’d never guess what happened at fucking M&S?!” He raised an eyebrow “what happened.” You explain everything and then Harry showed your boyfriend the video clip. Harry was annoyed at that, he hated these type of people. He never liked interacting with people while he was doing everyday tasks. So to see this frustrated him.

As Harry was editing a video, you were sat in the bed with Cal. Cal would hold up a piece of gym clothing and you’d say keep or give depending on the item of clothing. Cal held up a blue pair of cycling shorts, you couldn’t remember if you had worn them the other day. You looked at Harry and asked “Harry? Did I wear them last week?” He turn in his chair and looked at the shorts Cal held up. He replied “yeah, you getting rid of them?” You shook your head “oh no, they are my good shorts.” You remember as you saw the small logo on the inside of the waist band. Harry smirked and said “good.” Making a little joke there for you to giggle at and Cal made a grossed out face. You then bridging out with laughter.

It was now evening, meaning dinner was around the corner. So you got Cal to help you out, along with Harry. So all three roommates helped cook dinner for the night. And to say it was delicious was an understatement.

So after dinner, you decided to stream. Leaving Cal to have his own time, after a while Cal and Harry got bored so as the ‘best’ roommates they were; they went to your room and have gave your peaceful and loving stream, some energy. They were cracking jokes left right and Center while laughing loudly. The stream you were doing was a house decorating video, you were currently making the living room and since the boys were there you asked “what do you think? Should I add some blue to match the green?” The boys moved closer to your pc screen and agreed to add some blue and they also complement you living room “I’d buy that house if I could.” And “you should’ve been a fucking interior designer not a fucking streamer.” Once again your three erupted with laughter.

After the late night stream you all went to bed. And with the next morning you decided to do the outro “so guys, hope you enjoyed me controlling Carl’s video for the day! Like and subscribe have a good day!”

[wroetobjizzle]

𝐖𝟐𝐒 | 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐥𝐞𝐰𝐢𝐬

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𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬 ✧

“will you marry me?“

𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 ✧

𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 ✧

𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 ✧

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𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 ✧

belle bradley..

baby bog..

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏: 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐: 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟑: 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟒: 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐚𝐥

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟓: 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟔: 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟕: 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

instagram..

𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐠 #𝟏

[1273lucifer1273]

Okay I’m going to open my requests!!! Finally starting on Tumblr lol so if anyone would like a F1, Tennis or SDMN one shot or imagine let me know xxx

I am open to write for other people depending so just shoot me a request….

[livmarauder]

𝙬𝙚𝙙𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨 | 𝙩.𝙗

tobi brown x reader (part one)

warnings: loads of fluff and mild swearing requested: - notes: thank you so much for all the support for my first two simon fics 🥺❤. it means so much to me how many of you guys enjoyed reading them and i really hope you like this one  wc: 1,904 words

part two (coming soon) //masterlist

going to a wedding always entailed a few surprises and a few new friends.

y/n smiled as she walked into her longtime best friend’s apartment, lugging her luggage behind her after her really long flight. the apartment was just her best-friends style, minimalistic yet had certain flairs everywhere.

when her best friend had asked her to be her maid of honour, y/n knew she couldn’t refuse and accepted right away and after she had filed for three months of leave (she had a lot of overdue, so her boss was like ‘just take all of it’) she was off to london, helping her best friend plan for her big day.

“oh my god! y/n!”

speak of the devil.

a tall blonde woman sprinted into the living room in her socks after hearing the front-door shut before embracing the h/c woman in-front of her tightly. y/n laughed, hugging her best friend tightly as happy tears brimmed her eyes. she pulled away, looking into her best friend’s shinning green ones which were laced with tears as well.

“hey frey, it’s nice to see you too.” y/n said as freya sniffed a little bit, overwhelmed to see her best friend after not seeing her for the past two decades.

y/n had moved away from freya a few years after they started middle school together and hadn’t seen each other since then due to the fact that they were so far away from each other. although the distance was a bit of a dick, they didn’t let that obstacle be in their way and called each other everyday because as soon as they met, they each knew they would never find a better best friend.

they had planned to go to the same college but because of the distance and all the friends that y/n had made in her own country, freya and y/n knew that the arrangement would have to stick around for quite a while.

“so, how is the planning coming along?” y/n asked as she got acquainted with a cup of coffee in freya’s living room. freya let out an exasperated sigh as she sat down beside her with her own cup, leaning into the couch pillows.

“that bad huh?” y/n teased a little before taking a sip of the beverage in her hands. 

freya shook her head, “it’s like the world doesn’t want me to get married.” y/n rolled her eyes at her best friend’s dramatic antics. “oh c’mon, it cannot be that bad frey.”

freya scoffed, “josh and i have been having disagreements about where we want it to happen all the way to what kind of flowers we want to put on the table.”

y/n suppressed a laugh by taking another sip of her coffee as she stared at freya’s annoyed expression.

“so when will i get to meet the person who puts up with your ass?” y/n said, snickering a little.  

y/n had only briefly met her best friend’s fiancé through various facetime calls she had with freya and seeing how long they have been dating, y/n was glad that he had decided to finally put a ring on her finger.

freya rolled her eyes, “in a few minutes, he just finished filming with his friends and is coming over with his best man right now.”

y/n nodded as she watched freya sip her coffee. while freya and her fiancé had spent their years becoming some of the top influencers in the world, y/n had decided to make a sturdy living for herself by becoming an interior designer, working in one of the biggest interior design firms in the world.

she has watched some of their videos from time to time (especially when freya first introduced josh to her through one of their facetime calls, she needed to do some recon on this man who stole her best friends heart) but she mostly watched freya’s videos and streams, supporting her best friend from the sidelines as much as she could.

y/n was snapped out of her thoughts as she heard the jingle of keys in the hallway before the apartment.

“that must be them.” freya stated nonchalantly as she took a gulp of her coffee.

the front door swung open and in entered josh as well as a dude in a snapback, donning jeans as well as a hoddie with the word ‘ILLVZN’ plastered cleanly in the middle.

they were talking loudly as they entered, seemingly in a conversation about the video they were filming. y/n quirked an eyebrow at them as they only noticed the two girls on the couch a few seconds after they entered the room.

“oh, sorry girls, didn’t see you guys there.” freya looked over at josh before looking back at y/n, her expression on her face indicating that he was always like this and y/n couldn’t help but giggle.

“you must be josh.” y/n stated, smiling at the taller of the two men as she stood up, “i’m the girl your fiancée has been in love with since we were in middle school.” she said jokingly, sticking out her hand.

josh laughed a little, “ah, you must be y/n.” he took my hand, “i’m the guy who managed to put up with her ass for the last decade or more.”

a groan was heard from the mutual between the two before they turned towards her to see her glaring daggers at the two.

“i knew it was a bad idea for you both to meet.” she groaned as her best friend and fiancé started to laugh at her misery.

“y/n, this is my best man tobi.” josh introduced to the man standing behind him, “tobi, this is freya’s maid of honour, y/n.”

y/n smiled at tobi as she stuck out her hand, the same way she had done with josh, “you got roped in too aye?” she joked. tobi flashed her a toothy grin, “yeah, with this couple, it’s hard to know what to expect.” he joked back as he took her hand.

as soon as he did though, y/n felt a spark of electricity between them, shocking her a little as she looked at tobi’s face. and if he felt anything, he didn’t quite show it.

“well,” freya started, bringing the two new friends back to the apartment as they let go of each others hands, only to see freya hopping off the couch, “now that we are all acquainted, let’s get the planning started shall we?” she asked, excitement radiating off of her.

hearing about the couple’s arguments was one thing, seeing them doing it however, was a different issue.

tobi and y/n sat down at the dining table opposite each other, each with matching bored expressions as freya and josh argued about the smallest detail possible. what font to write the wedding invitations in.

y/n yawned as she twirled her pen, leaning her arm against the table as she laid her head on her hand as she listened to freya make her point for the 100th time this afternoon.

“i’m just saying josh, the aphrodite font does not go with the colour scheme of our wedding. it doesn’t even go with the guest list!”

y/n watched as josh rolled his eyes, “oh and your alex brush font is a better choice?”

freya scoffed, “it’s simple yet elegant and people can actually read it.”

they continued to bicker before y/n decided that she had enough.

“alright!” she said standing up, surprising the couple and tobi as freya and josh ceased their bickering. “you guys have been at this for the past four hours and that has included the colour and the theme of your wedding.”

y/n sighed as she pressed her fingers to her temple, massaging it for a few seconds before glancing at the wall clock realizing that it was nearly 7 o’clock.

“i think we’re all tired and a little bit famished.” y/n states, “how about tobi and i go get some food and leave you two to decide because if i’m being honest, all this arguing is making it seem like you guys have been married for a really long time.”

with that, she turned her attention away from the couple to the man sitting down opposite her, giving him a small smile as she noticed the admiration flashing across his eyes with a smirk on his lips.

“well, you heard the lady. see you both later.”

as soon as tobi and y/n stepped out onto the cold streets of london. y/n stopped for a little while as she took a deep breathe of the fresh air as she watched the cars pass by.

tobi walked a few more meters before noticing that his new friend wasn’t by his side, he turned back around to notice that she was staring at the streets, a small smile on her face.

he admired her for a little while (not creepily obviously), little puffs of air coming out of her nose.

y/n felt his eyes and turned back to him, catching his eyes. she gave him an apologetic smile before walking back to his side causing tobi to chuckle.

they walked in a comfortable silence, their stances matching with their hands in their jacket or hoodie pocket as they watched people continue about their busy days.

“so, you haven’t been to london before i assume.” tobi said, breaking the silence as y/n turned to him as she let out a small laugh, “is it that obvious?”

“a little.” he said back as they both laughed.

“how long have you known josh?” y/n said, getting more comfortable with the conversation.

“since highschool, we were in the same friend group and we actually lived down the street from each other so we walked home together everyday after school.” he glanced at y/n, “how about you and freya?”

“since middle school, i moved like a few years after we started and haven’t seen her since then.” tobi quirked his eyebrow in confusion, “you guys never met up?”

y/n shook her head, “money was a little scarce for me at the time and i didn’t want frey spending any money coming to meet me. we originally wanted to go to the same college but because of distance and the money issues, we just decided going to different colleges would be the best idea for us. we called and texted each other everyday though so... i probably wouldn’t change it for anything.”

tobi watched as a small smile appeared on her face, thinking through all the good memories freya and her had since she moved causing him to smile too as he thought about all his good memories with josh up till this moment.

“well, it must’ve been difficult to keep the friendship alive at times huh?” tobi asked as y/n nodded, “yeah, but somehow, just being able to talk to them for like 10 minutes or so, brighten up your day even more than you think it could, you know?”

y/n and tobi looked at each other for a few seconds and y/n swore she could feel the same electricity being coordinated between their eyes as when they first shook hands with each other.

“yeah, i know.” tobi said out, careful to not break the moment as they stared at each other for a few more seconds before y/n broke it, looking at the concrete before meeting his gaze once again with a small smile.

“so, nandos?”

[useraew]

 American Beauty | JJ 

Request :  JJ imagine where the reader is a famous American singer who is incredibly humble and sweet runs into JJ and it’s love at first sight for the two of them idk something like that haha 

*Gonna be using halsey for the gif you don’t need to imagine it as halsey but as the reader* 

Y/f/n - Your Friends name 

The loud chatting of my fans as i was singing one of my songs that everything loved. As i sang along with my song the crowd got louder with their voices when they joined in on singing along. Bending down to hold fans hands i smiled down at them and got hyped up at a new part of the song. Finishing the song i waved to the big crowd. 

“I love you London” I shouted as i giggled and blew a kiss to my fans

Going backstage and getting changed and ready to leave the arena, a group of fans were waiting outside for me. Taking a moment to sign autographs and pictures a girl started going on about a guy that liked me and made a youtube video about me. 

“Y/n, Ksi like loves you and made this video reacting to videos of you being savage” I giggled at her and felt confused at who Ksi i was. 

“Who is that?” 

“He’s this really big youtuber from here”  I nodded my head at the fan and i had to say my goodbyes. 

As i got on the tour bus i grabbed my lap top and sat on my bed to look up Ksi on youtube. As his page loaded the first result was a video titled “Y/n Y/l/n is a savage” Clicking the video it popped up on a really attractive male. I had to admit he was so cute. 

“Hey guys it’s your boy ksiolajidebt and today we’re reacting to videos of my future wife Y/n Y/l/n and the first video is called Y/n Y/l/n is a savage” I laughed as i watched his reactions to me either him being all heart eyes or being gassed at how bad-ass i was being in a clip. Right before he finished his video he had one more thing to mention. 

“I know Y/n is supposed to be in London tonight so y/n if you’re staying here for another day come link up with me angel, i’d love to meet you and fall harder for you gorgeous” with a wink i laughed and the video finished. 

As i scrolled through his links under his video i found his twitter and thought it would be cheeky to @ him. 

@Y/n_y/l/n: @Ksi : I am staying in England for another two days how ironic?? 

As i sat their for a moment retweets and likes came piling through. I read through fan tweets and everyone was freaking out. As i got off twitter, i walked out of my room on the bus and watched a movie with one of my close friends y/f/n that came with me on the tour. 

As your phone beeped it told you, you had a notification from twitter Ksi had liked your tweet. 

[The next day] 

As I got up Y/f/n had mentioned she wanted to go shopping before site seeing with her. Pulling up to the parking lot of the store, i followed my friend inside as she grabbed a cart. Following my friend to the ice cream section, in the process of grabbing some i bumped into someone. 

“I’m so sor-” i was cut off as i realized i bumped into Ksi. 

“No it’s ok-” Ksi looked at me and his face got red. 

“Y/n omfg i didn’t think i’d like run into you, this is wild” I nodded my head at him as i agreed. 

“i loved your video you posted about me” I mentioned as his eyes grew. 

“You watched my video?” I smiled at him as he grew nervous 

“A fan mentioned about it so i watched it on the bus” He shook his head as he understood. Placing the ice cream in my cart, things went awkward. “By the way you can call me JJ, just in case you think my name is actually is Ksi” He giggled at his own words as i smiled. 

“Hey JJ did you get the chips?” Coming in the view was a guy with blonde hair and he was very slim. “yeah Simon here, this is Y/n” I smiled at Simon as i shook his hand. “Oh, you’re the girl JJ is in love with” My eyes grew wide as i giggled. I saw JJ hit Simon’s arm and i gave out a chuckle at their antics. The sound of Y/f/n’s voice made me turn around as she placed some food in the cart. 

“Hey y/n, do you want anything else?” I shook my head at y/f/n “Hey Y/n it was nice meeting you, are you busy today i could you show around?” I smiled at JJ as he pulled his phone out. “That would be cool, Y/f/n and i were gonna go site seeing anyways after this. As i exchanged numbers with JJ and Simon, i knew this was going to be fun. 

As i walked away i could hear a faint words coming from JJ. “I met an American Beauty Simon, I’m so HAPPY HOLD ME” Smiling as i looked at him hugging. 

[myoddessy]

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social aus stay superior and I will die on that hill. the sidewives loving her more than harry >>> harry getting dragged by everyone >>>> I love this sm babe I can't believe this is your first one its so good 💞💞💞

miss wroetoshaw , h.lewis

summary; harrys girlfriend y/n being a fan favourite

pairing; harry lewis x reader

notes; this is my first fic or whatever you call them :). face claim is madison beer cause i love her. yeah. ps, don't forget to reblog!!

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[g-xix]

🔞Tinder Vid | King Kenny

Summary: in which Y/n goes to a Sidemen Tinder shoot and finds herself face to face with her ex, Kenny, for the first time in a long time, yet there's no awkward break-up tension - no - instead, just sexual tension... CW's: lingerie, restraints, vaginal penetration, unprotected sex, creampie Wordcount: 2.7k

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"Hi, I'm Y/n, I'm twenty-six and I'm from Essex."

Ethan cheered as you walked onto the set and stated your London roots, making you giggle before Harry stepped up and said a poem that had your hand slapped over your mouth, eyes wide as the other boys screamed and turned their backs to deep what he just said.

That wasn't going to make it into the video.

A swipe left took Harry to the reject side, as the rest of the boys slowly stepped up and began saying their Tinder video lines which were either met with a swipe right of agreement, or swipe left of OH MY GOD NO!

Stephen was the second last to be swiped right, jumping past with a witty comment which made the boys crack up, before you looked back to the line and met eyes with your ex once more.

Kenny.

He looked good, one year on from the breakup. His black NASA sweater fit nicely, with the sleeves rolled up to expose his forearms, cargos also matching nicely with his white durag and trainers. He raised his head to make eye contact, looking up and down at your form and taking his lower lip between his teeth as a grin lit up on his face.

One year on and you could still tell what he looked like when he got flustered.

"Y/n," He started. You missed the way he said your name. It felt different, and it felt as though it made embers in your heart glow once more at the memory of just a year ago when you were together. You nodded your head in response, urging him to continue as you watched his smile turn into a familiar smirk as he followed up with the most outlandish line nobody could've expected. "Swipe right, unless you want to have hard n rough sex, tonight, ten o'clock at my place."

Well that wasn't what you were expecting.

And clearly none of the other boys were expecting it either, as their jaws dropped open, JJ's hands finding the back of his head as he let out an OH. MY. GOD

It seemed as though your reaction surprised them more though, as you slowly swiped LEFT with your own taunting smirk on your face.

Even Kon was shocked from behind the camera, pressing his hand to his lips as Kenny shrugged and walked to the rejected left side, cocky grin on his face nonetheless. The boys were in a state, not even knowing how to react anymore, because they knew damn well that the both of you were too stubbornly prideful to not back down from a promised commitment. Even if that was the commitment promised.

As you tried to leave the set after a a few quick admin procedures, Kenny and yourself crossed paths once again. His hand found your side almost too easily, slotting between the dip of your hip like second nature, relighting sparks in your stomach like he always would when he touched you.

"You ready for tonight?" He whispered, lips brushing against the top of your head as he spoke, smirk prevalent in his voice as his hand trailed from your hip up your waist.

"Are you sure you are?" You responded, pulling away to look up into his eyes with a cocky grin of your own which lit an almost dangerous glint in his eye.

"Oh you're so cute thinking you have any control."

"You're cute to think that I won't this time."

"I guess we'll see," His hand slowly rolled over your stomach, pulling away and leaving goosebumps where he'd touched.

"S'pose we will." You pushed his chest lightly to push him to get back to the video. You could see the other boys whispering and watching the two of you with great interest- clearly sensing some sexual tension between yourself and Kenny.

As you pulled your mic off and handed it back to Kon, you were just about to leave when Kenny called-

"Hey Y/n!"

You turned back around to face Kenny as the room fell silent to hear what was last.

"Don't forget to wear that set you know I like!"

Of course he'd try embarrass you and get the last word. The silence was broken by a few gasps of shock, and Ethan slapping his palm over his mouth which mirrored a perfect o shape.

"Yeah, as long as you don't forget to change out of your briefs before I get there."

You snickered as he opened and closed his mouth again, stumped like a goldfish as you got the last word and walked out victorious, JJ's shocked laugh following you out, along with Pinero's she's had you there.

…

Knock knock knock.

You'd considered not wearing the set you knew he was referencing when he tried to embarrass you, but that Victoria Secret's red could never get old.

Squeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaq

Clearly Kenny still hadn't fixed the door, as it still let out its infamous creak as he opened it, leaning against the door frame with arms crossed and a smirk on his face. He still wore the same cargos and durag, though his sweater had been discarded, and he instead just wore a white tee which his crossed arms filled out perfectly - muscles tightening the white material and making you already feel things, without having even entered his apartment yet.

Kenny shut the door behind you before his back was slammed into the door before he could even fully turn around- letting out a gasp as your hand wrapped around the neck of his shirt, pulling him down so that his face was level with yours, your breath fanning across his lips and giving him that nostalgic shiver across his spine as he felt your lips press onto his all so familiarly, the same cocoa lip butter coating your lips and his as you kissed as though you had never broken up at all. He lost himself in the way your lips felt against his, so soft and soothing as they moved, intoxicating him with the cocoa taste and feeling of your hands moving against his sides up to his head, finding purchase around the back of his head and pulling him closer if it were even possible.

Fighting his almost overpowering yearning for you, Kenny managed to pull away after a moment, pushing you back so that it was your back that was against the wall instead. And it was then your turn to let out a surprised gasp as you felt the impact of the wall, before Kenny's body closed the gap, pushing flush against yours and sweetening the blow by cupping your face within his hands and raising your jaw to meet his lips, changing the pace and dominating the kiss as he took your bottom lip between his teeth, biting just enough to make you gasp. And he only exploited your open mouth, pushing his tongue into your mouth and ravaging it, roughening the kiss as his hands started running down from your cheeks down to your body.

You pulled back to give yourself a moment to breathe, grinning cockily as Kenny almost looked dazed as he pulled away, eyes fluttering open as though he had woken up from his biggest dreams. "Don't enjoy it too much, I haven't even taken my clothes off yet."

"Please, don't kill my boner by taking off ANY of your clothes-"

"Wow, one whole year and still can't get hard without pills-"

"One whole year and- are you still on the pill?"

"Wanna find out?"

You let out a squeal as saying that was all it took for Kenny to throw you over his shoulder with his infamous bursting laugh, marching the two of you to the bedroom and throwing you onto the bed, climbing on top of you to reconnect your lips.

His hands inched down your body slowly, finding the sash-belt of your trench coat and pulling it apart through the kiss, looking down and separating as his jaw fell slack, eyes widening slightly as he looked down at your bare skin under the trench, clad in the set which he'd referenced- and which now regretted requesting- as he could feel the tent in his boxers tightening at a concerning rate.

Taking advantage of his pause, you expertly flipped him so that he was beneath you instead, his back landing on the mattress as he let out a huff from the impact. Your core was flush against his clothed crotch, and you grinded down- just giving the slightest bit of friction, though it was clearly enough for Kenny, as he rolled his head back and let out a groan at the feeling.

Your finger's made light work of his belt, pulling it off with ease so that you could pull down his cargos and boxers and stroke his length beneath, thumb tracing over his head and collecting the precum which you licked clean from your thumb, watching as Kenny's face contorted at the sight. Kenny was groaning at how nasty yet gorgeous you looked on top of him, needing his release there and then, when his eyes caught sight of the discarded belt and an idea popped into his head.

"Be a dear and hold your hands out,"

Holding your hands out as requested, Kenny slipped the leather around your wrists, tightening and doing the buckle, forming a pair of makeshift handcuffs around your wrists. The leather dug into your skin and locked your wrists together, but you still managed to smirk and make a snarky comment:

"You've gone soft, Ken'," You spoke which made him give you a funny look. "You would've used that belt for much filthier things, just a year ago… guess you're just not able to go as hard anymore-"

He roughly cut off your rambles by rolling you over, your face planting into the mattress with your ass up in the air as your hands were restrained behind your back, leaving you unable to support your front. A gasp came from your throat as Kenny's hand met your cheek harshly, almost definitely leaving a red hand-mark against your arse before you felt his tip trace down your folds, nudging your clit, and making your breathing turn heavier, eyes rolling backwards at the feeling.

There was a short silence where neither of you moved or said anything.

"Are you gonna beg for it, or have you forgotten how this goes?" Kenny taunted, stupid grin evident in his voice which made you roll your eyes even if he couldn't see it.

"No," You responded almost instinctually, grin against your face as you only said it jokingly. You felt Kenny pull away though, and that did panic you a bit, as you whined and rushed- "Joking Ken', I don't mean it, of course I want you."

"That doesn't sound like begging to me…"

"Just fuck me…" He make no move to do anything. "…Please."

His hands moved back to your hips, cock pushing against your aching core before he pushed slowly, making you gasp as your eyes rolled to the back of your head, Kenny slowly pushing in until his hips were flush against yours, bottomed out inside of you. He allowed you a grace period- a moment to adjust to his size- before pulling back not quite as slowly as the first time- and slamming his hips against yours. You let out an ungodly moan from the roughness of his thrust, his cock hitting a spot which only he could, that had your head spinning from the adrenaline flooding through your veins at the nostalgic pleasure you'd so craved ever since the breakup.

As another loud moan left your throat, you remembered the threats you'd heard last year- just moments after the two of you had similar, rough and loud sex, when three prompt knocks brought Kenny to the door- face to face with the landlord who warned him that one more noise complaint would have him evicted.

Apparently the neighbours weren't interested in knowing Kenny's name.

Your face was smudged into the mattress and duvet sheets already, but you bit down onto the duvet before letting out another groan as Kenny thrusted into you, the roughness sending spots into your vision as your whole body jerked from the movement- though your moan was muffled by the duvet in your mouth.

Kenny could hear the small whimpers and hushed moans you let out, trying not to be loud in memory of the strict landlord and complaining neighbours - but it had been too long without hearing those angelic moans you'd give - and Kenny wasn't going to let courtesy of the neighbours get in the way of hearing them again.

A gasp was ripped from you as Kenny's hand attached to the back of your head - wrapping your hair around his hand and using it to pull your head back and away from the duvet - pounding back into you with a thrust that made a raw moan fall from your throat, the arch from your ass all the way to your neck permitting Kenny's cock to hit a new place inside you which had your thighs shaking from the feeling.

"C'mon, you can be as loud as you want," Kenny muttered, finding a pace to fuck you, one hand on your hips being used to move you back and forth simultaneously whilst he thrusted into you, making him kiss the tip of your cervix and damn near cry with how good he felt inside of you.

Your body lurched with practically every rough thrust Kenny gave, rocking your body from not only the force, but also the way that each time he found your g-spot, you could feel a burning in the depths of your stomach which you knew was a building orgasm. And Kenny wasn't far away either - he'd missed the relationship of course - but the feeling of your tight walls around his cock, those sweet moans that each thrust elicited from you, all the talk and bite which always ended with a hard fuck: that was something he'd never be able to replicate with anyone else.

Kenny's thumb followed the slickness off your pussy down to your clit, his lubricated finger tracing tight circles over your sensitive bud and causing your whole body to jolt, the pre-orgasm euphoria building and making every atom of your body excite.

"Holy shit, I'm gonna-"

You weren't even able to finish your sentence before your arms gave out beneath you, your body collapsing against the duveted bed whilst you felt Kenny's thrusts take you to cloud nine, that euphoric brightness washing over your body like a sacrilegious purification. And Kenny kept that bliss channelling through your body as he fucked between your walls, pace staggering as he too felt his own orgasm washing through him, filling you with his cum as you cried out at that delicious feeling of his cock twitching inside you as he deposited everything - a few slowed thrusts carrying him through his orgasm as well as fucking his cum back into you… Even is after he pulled out, white still dripped from your pussy, that beautiful creampie that he'd given you a sight he savoured.

"God I missed you," Kenny breathed, his eyes unable to detach from your pretty you looked with his cum dripping from your hole.

"That's really cute and all but can you get the belt off?"

That snapped Kenny into action, realising that your face and upper body was practically crumpled into the mattress, unable to move since your hands were handcuffed behind your back because of that belt.

As soon as Kenny got the restraints off, letting you flip yourself over onto your back - you wrapped your arms around the back of Kenny's neck, pulling him down to meet your lips in a prolonged chaste kiss - all the sexual tension gone - finally letting that domestic sweetness wash over you at how nice it was to have Kenny back again.

He pulled away after a moment, breaking the kiss but not leaving, just resting his forehead against your own.

"Fuck, Ken', I've missed you too," You sighed in a fulfilled way, your whole heart feeling filled with Kenny.

"Well then if we both miss each other… Why aren't we together?"

"Do you want to get back?"

"If you do…"

"I can't believe we're agreeing to get back together straight after fucking."

"Well then let me take you out - what are you doing tomorrow night?"

"Nothing…"

"Well, now you're doing something - I'll pick you up at seven."

You couldn't even wipe the grin off of your face at that, instead choosing to wrap your arms back around his neck to give him another big kiss which he of course couldn't refuse either.

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[thencomethecherryblossoms]

Just remembered that bang chan and the sidemen know of each other and how fucking insane I would go if I ever saw harry lewis and him in a picture together

[sidemenxyn]

Post later today! Have a good day/night!🫶

[moonlitmarn]

Imagine/smut with y/n and Harry (not bf and gf yet) but the sexual tension could be cut with a knife and the others notice and comment on it and that sends you both over the edge and well…

Please, He Wishes | Harry Lewis ♡

I have not written smut in a hot minute so pls forgive me lols (also check out my fics they have better smut hehe)

“I don’t know why you won’t just go over there,” Talia whisper-yelled, shoving Y/N lightly. 

She rolled her eyes, “And do what? Strangle him?”

It was Freezy’s birthday and everyone was at the apartment to celebrate. They’d all been friends for years, but for some reason, Y/N and Harry always seemed to clash. Even after five years of knowing eachother, they couldn’t get through an evening without making a snarky comment at one another.

“Oh please,” Freya scoffed, “You know the real reason you guys don’t get along,”

Y/N furrowed her brows, bringing the red solo cup back toward her lips as she locked eyes with the blonde haired boy across the room.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“You want to rip eachother’s clothes off!” She exclaimed, making Y/N’s eyes widen significantly, “It’s so obvious.”

Y/N shuffled awkwardly as she leant against the countertop. This wasn’t true. He was just irritating and thrived off of pushing her buttons. She watched as he watched her, Y/N never backed down from a challenge and she certainly wasn’t going to be the one to break first.

“See, he might as well be undressing you,” Talia nodded, all nonchalant.

Y/N laughed, “Please. He wishes.”

Joining everyone around the table for a round of beer pong, Freezy had split the room in half. Of course, Y/N ended up on Harry’s team, he did it on purpose and she knew that. 

Throwing the ball and missing, her team groaned whilst the others cheered. Y/N sighed and turned to head to the back of the group, brushing past Harry in the process.

“You know, the ball is meant to go in the cup,” He announced. 

“You know, your head is meant to be on top of your body, not up your ass.” Y/N retorted, making everyone ooh. 

Talia sent Y/N a telling look from across the room and she brushed it off. She wasn’t right. 

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It was getting late and everyone was beyond the point of saving, people sprawled across couches and fighting over who got the bathroom first. Y/N, on the other hand, was tipsy… but not to the point that she couldn’t make her way home. 

So with that, Y/N gently lifted Freya off of her shoulder, who had passed out several hours ago, and made her way to the corridor, preparing to book an Uber.

“Not like you to leave the party early,” 

Y/N turned to see Harry leant against the doorway, arms folded. She shrugged, “Everyones dead, funs over.”

She watched as he stood there, eyes trailing down her body slowly. She folded her arms as she waited for his reply, if any. 

There was silence for brief a moment, before he spoke up, “It doesn’t have to be.”

Y/N’s brow raised, glancing around the fairly quiet apartment, “And what are you implying?” 

He smirked lightly and starting closing the distance between them, making Y/N’s palms sweat a little. This is the first time she’d looked into his eyes without rolling them afterwards. Despite the heeled boots, Harry still managed to look down at Y/N, making her breath catch in her throat. 

Her skin burned as he trailed a finger up her arm, “I won’t tell if you don’t,”

Before Y/N could register what Harry was insinuating, his hand came to the back of her neck and pulled her in for a kiss. Her first instinct was to push him away and, to be honest, shove him. But, as his hands began to wander, her train of thought was gone and suddenly her arms were wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer. 

“Let’s go,” He mumbled against her neck as he peppered kisses along her collarbone. 

Taking his hand and following Harry to his bedroom, he wasted no time in locking the door and reconnecting their lips. The kiss was fiery, hands wandering, shoes kicked off and frantically trying to tear clothing off of one another. 

His hands skimmed her thighs before pulling her dress up over her head so that she was standing in nothing but a black thong, he stood back for a moment to take in her appearance. Y/N scoffed and rolled her eyes, “Stop staring and get on the bed,”

For once, he done as he was told and laid on the bed, Y/N soon climbing on to straddle his hips. She sat down abruptly, making him grunt and her smirk. Leaning forward to kiss down his neck, she ran her fingers under his t-shirt and tugged at the hems, “Take it off.”

“I don’t recall saying you could be in charge,”

Harry’s arms locked around Y/N’s waist and turned them over so that she was now flush against the mattress, a small squeal leaving her lips in surprise. Pinning her arms above her head, he pressed his hips further into hers, allowing a small moan to leave Y/N’s lips. He smirked a little before carrying on his assault down her neck, finding that particular spot behind her ear that made her toes curl.

Peppering kisses down her stomach, his large hands roamed her body before his fingers hooked the waistband of her thong and pulled them down her thighs. He sat up briefly for a moment, pulling his t-shirt over his head making Y/N sigh and take in his bare torso.

Y/N parted her legs a little wider, desperate for any sort of attention that would relieve the ache between her thighs. Harry noticed this and got comfortable between her legs, large hands holding them apart as he took one swipe against her clit, “Fuck,”

Y/N’s head fell against the pillow as an aura washed over her, whimpering as she felt his lips trail along her hot skin, refusing to give her any more attention in the area where she so desperately needed him.

“Please…” She whined quietly, reaching for his hair to tug on ever so slightly. He grunted at the action and looked up at her from his position between her thighs. 

“Someones impatient,”

She rolled her eyes and raised her hips slightly, “If you don’t touch me now I swear to Go- oh,”

Y/N moaned as his lips attached to her throbbing core, his tongue paying extra close attention to the tiny bundle of nerves. Her fingers laced in his hair as she closed her eyes tightly, relishing in the euphoria she was feeling.

“Don’t stop,”

Just as she was verging on her high, Harry pulled away slowly and smirked, making Y/N sit up on her forearms, “You’ve got to be kidding me,”

Even in this state they were able to find a challenge, a way to argue. 

Y/N watched as Harry sat up on his knees, her eyes trailing down to where his joggers left nothing to the imagination. She leant forward and reached for the waistband, her eyes meeting his briefly before she pulled them down slowly. 

Harry leant forward and reconnected their lips, laying her down slowly and settling between her thighs. Y/N gasped quietly as she felt him running the tip up and down her centre before pushing in slowly, painfully slowly. 

Breaking the kiss, Y/N turned her head to the side to let out a moan. Harry nestled in the crook of her neck as he found a steady rhythm with his hips.

“Fuck, you feel good,” He moaned, making Y/N nod quickly in agreement and wrap a leg around him. 

Their chests were pressed together as Harry’s hips moved quicker, curse words and moans filling the air. He continued to kiss down her neck, Y/N’s lip being pulled between her teeth as she felt the pressure change, he was leaving a hickey.

“You’re so fucking annoying,” She moaned, tugging at his hair slightly. 

“Likewise,”

Harry’s thrusts grew sloppy and Y/N could feel herself getting closer. “Keep going, don’t you dare stop,” She cried. 

“Go on, cum for me,”

Her head was thrown back against the pillow as her high finally washed over her, “Oh God, yes, I’m there,”

Y/N rode her high, Harry's head still buried in the crook of her neck. His thrusts quickened for a moment before they stilled, “I’m gonna cum,” Harry groaned.

Pulling out, Y/N’s eyes opened slowly, but practically rolled to the back of her head as she watched Harry wrap a large hand around his cock, stroking it quickly, chest heaving.

“Oh fuck,”

Collapsing down beside her, they laid in silence, the only sounds being heard were their heavy breaths and their chests rising and falling quickly.

Y/N waited a moment before sitting up slowly, running a hand through her hair.

“Where are you going?”

She turned to Harry to see him looking over at her, brows furrowed. 

“Um… home?”

He chuckled and shook his head, “Oh, we are nowhere near done.”

[fandom-imagines]

Boyfriend VS Best friend: Cal Freezy X Reader

Pairing: Calfreezy X Reader, Wroetoshaw X Reader (platonic)

Summary: Y/N does the boyfriend VS best friend challenge.

Warnings: Mentions of sex

(Not proofread)

“Hey guys, welcome back to my channel” I smiled, waving to the camera in front of me.

Today I was filming a Boyfriend VS Best friend with my boyfriend, Cal and my brother from another mother, Harry.

“So, today I’m doing a boyfriend VS brother with my Cal, my boyfriend who you might also know as Freezy” I said, pointing to Cal.

“Hey guys” He nodded, watching as I turned to my brother.

“And, Harry who you might also know as wroetoshaw” I introduced, watching as he introduced himself.

“Hello” He waved at the camera, smiling.

“If you guys don’t know what this is, I ask these two questions and whoever answers first gets a point, and whoever has the most points gets to keep me in their life.” I joked, grabbing my phone to read some questions.

“Don’t put this pressure on them” Josh laughed from behind the camera.

“This is my get away” Cal laughed, falling slightly as I playfully shoved him.

“Shut up” I smiled, waiting for him to get back up before speaking again.

“Instead of just making up my own questions, I decided to ask you guys on twitter for some to throw in” I explained, clicking on my notes to start with the ones I had made up and holding up a bell for the two of them to press.

“If one of you injure me, I’m leaving” I laughed, reading the first question and placing my phone back onto the table in front of us.

“First question,” I said, watching as Josh started doing a drumroll.

“Have I ever snuck out of my house?” I asked.

Immediately, Harry hit the bell.

“I haven’t known you as long as him!” Cal groaned, leaning back.

“She mentioned this the other day” Harry laughed.

“You have, loads. You broke your hand because you slipped climbing out of you window” Harry yelled, repeatedly tapping the bell.

“That’s right!” I laughed, coming up with another question.

“Okay, next question: How long is my longest relationship?” I asked, laughing as Cal jumped up and hit the bell.

“1 year and 7 months. Us two” He cheered as I clapped.

“I’m surprised you knew that” Harry smirked, laughing as I shook my head.

“What website do I visit the most?” I asked, looking between the two as the paused.

“Website or app?” Cal asked, seemingly deep in thought.

“Any, they’re technically the same”

Harry leapt forwards, milliseconds before Cal, hitting the bell.

“Twitter!” He said, as I nodded.

“That’s not fair. I knew that” Cal said, pushing Harry when he began to ruffle his hair.

“Calm down, boys” I laughed, pushing Harry back into his seat.

“Come on, next question. I’ve got this” Cal said, taking in a deep breath.

“How old was I when I had my first kiss?”

Harry grabbed the bell from my hand, smashing the button.

“16! I remember you telling me when it happened!” He said, to which I nodded.

“I didn’t even meet you till you were 17, nearly 18, this is unfair” Cal groaned, making me laugh.

“Okay, okay here. What is my current Facebook profile picture?” I asked, waiting for an answer.

“Oh wait, I know this!” Cal yelled, hitting the bell.

“It’s us, we’re in my bed and you’re wearing my shirt and laid against me and I’m leaning on your shoulder” He said, looking over at Harry and me.

“How do you remember that much?” Harry asked, shaking his head.

“Because it’s my lock screen” Cal said, winking at the camera as he grabbed his phone and showed us and the camera his lock screen.

“How sweet” Harry smirked sarcastically.

“Shut up” I laughed, shoving him.

“Since these are apparently too hard for that idiot, I’ll go to twitter” I said, grabbing my phone and scrolling through tweets before randomly picking one.

“Okay, both of you should know this.” I said, watching the two turn to face the bell.

“How many people have I slept with?”

I waited for an answer for a minute, before Cal hesitantly pressed the bell.

“Three?” He asked, watching me.

“Nope. Harry?” I said, turning to Harry was looked lost.

“Five?” He guessed, making me laugh.

“Nope, Cal?” I asked, turning back to my boyfriend.

“Six?”

“Damnit, how do you guys not know this. It’s obvious if you think about it” I said, looking over at Josh who was silently laughing, obviously knowing.

“Josh?” I called, standing up and dragging him into frame.

“You two are useless” He chuckled, shaking his head.

“How do you know?” Harry asked, looking at Josh who was still laughing.

“She lost her virginity at 18, she’s now 20. Figure it out” He laughed, looking towards me.

“That doesn’t help!” Harry groaned, throwing his head back, Cal still silent.

“You two are honestly so stupid” I laughed, gently hitting the two on the chest.

“Think, who did she lose her virginity too?” Josh hinted, smiling.

“I don’t know, who?” Harry asked, staring at Josh.

“Well, he’s in this room and it’s not me and I’m like 99% sure it’s not you” Josh said, standing up and heading back to the camera as Cal quickly hit the bell.

“One!” He half-yelled, making me laugh.

“Well done” I laughed, patting him on the shoulder.

“How was I meant to know that?” Harry groaned, getting ready for the next question.

“Common sense, Harold. Even Josh knew” I laughed, pointing at Josh.

“Come here” Cal smiled, pulling me into his arms.

“PDA guys, really? Get a room” Harry groaned again, making Josh, Cal and I laugh.

“We have one actually” Cal smirked, chuckling as I hit him.

“Come on, come on” I smiled, coming up with another question.

“Here, you’ll both need these” I said, grabbing two pens, and two pieces of paper and handing them to the boys.

“What is, my mobile number?” I asked, watching as the two boys looked lost.

A few minutes later, they were done.

“I just completely guessed” Harry sighed, handing me his paper.

“You’ve been calling me for over five years!” I laughed, looking at the numbers.

“I just click bitch in my contacts” He smirked, laughing as I faked offense.

“You got like 5, well done” I chuckled, handing him the paper with my full number written down.

“How are you feeling about this one, Cal?” I asked, taking the paper from his hands and looking at the numbers.

“Confident” He said, rubbing his hands together dramatically.

“Well, you got four right” I laughed, handing him back the paper.

Grabbing my phone, I opened twitter up and tapped a random question,

“What are my- Oh my god” I groaned, finishing reading the question I had tapped.

“What, what is it?” Harry asked, jumping up and grabbing my phone.

“Oh, oh, oh. I bet Freezy here can answer this” Harry smirked, my cheeks burning bright read.

“What are little Y/N here’s, kinks?” He continued, my cheeks a bright red.

“Well, you see” Cal began.

“Shut up!” I laughed, hitting him, making him stop.

“Okay, okay” He laughed, while I grabbed my phone back from Harry.

“I think that’s a good place to finish this” I said, sitting back between the two boys and facing the camera.

“Wait a minute, who won? Don’t leave us hanging” Cal interrupted.

“Harry did, by one” Josh called out from behind the camera.

“That’s it!” Harry cheered, jumping up onto his feet, celebrating.

“Sorry, Freezy. She’s mine now” Harry yelled, pushing Cal.

“Never” Cal smirked, tackling Harry to the floor, the two of them pretending to fight.

“Well, I should probably break these two up.” I laughed, continuing with my outro.

“If you liked this video, be sure to give it a thumbs up and I might do another one sometime. Thanks for watching and I’ll see you next week” I laughed, smiling as Josh nodded, turning off the camera.

“Come here, you idiots” I laughed, jumping onto Harry and Cal who were still on the floor.

“No way you’re getting rid of me that easy” Cal laughed, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me onto his chest.

“Hey, don’t steal my best friend, Caltripod” Harry laughed, pulling me away from Cal.

“Too late” Cal chuckled, pulling me back into him.

“I’m not an object, guys” I smiled, pulling them both into a group hug.

“I love you guys” I smiled, squeezing them both.

“Of course, you do” Harry smirked, pulling back as I whacked him on the shoulder.

“I mean, of course we love you too” He laughed, as I pulled him back into the hug.

[sdmn-edits]

Miniminter Smut: LA Love

Summary: Could you do an imagine about Y/N and Simon meeting in LA when he's on holiday with the rest of the boys and they just click get chatting and they go out together like to the beach and shopping and stuff and end up kissing and you stay the night (just cuddling not smut if your not comfortable with it lol) and the boys tease in the morning about it but they're happy for you both- idk I thought it would be cute thanks!!💗

Warnings: Pure FILTH, Daddy Kink, swearing.. I think that’s it?

Requested: Yep by a lovely anon (check summary)

Rating: 17+ (smut & swearing)

A/N: Hey, this is my first smut! It is pure filth! I will happily do more if people want it! Please be aware I have never done anything sexual in  my life so this may be complete and utter bollocks so... yeah lol! I’m sorry this took so long as well! Anyways, I hope you enjoy! :) <3 (sorry it’s long). Y/FD = Your Favourite Drink Y/D/J = Your Dream Job Y/B/S = Your Birth Stone (Anymore you don’t understand, hmu)

~Beth <3

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It was your first ever official outing. Well, ever since your “boyfriend” left you last week for that stupid, mysterious girl in the club. You should. No, you need to forget about him. Today was your day! You’ve been invited to go to meet one of your old-school friends for a coffee. So, that’s what you should do! Go for a coffee and enjoy yourself! You sat up and walked to the bathroom to have a shower, in fact, you’ve got plenty of time – checking your phone, why not have a bath?

You ran the bathtub with your favourite scent and at a nice, warm, soothing temperature. You dipped your toe in cautiously - it was perfect. You stepped in, holding onto the sides, making sure you wouldn't slip and laid down on the throne of bubbles.

/-/-/ Time Skip /-/-/

You get out of the bath slowly, and head for the warm towels on the radiator. You wrap it around your body and flip your head, to put another towel on it and form a turban. You walk out of the bathroom to check your phone. Shit, you've only got half an hour to get ready. You walk towards your wardrobe and picked a nice pair of jeans and a small crop top. You quickly put some panties on and the corresponding bra - not even thinking about it. You quickly run to the bathroom and took your hair out of the turban. You grabbed your hair dryer and start blasting your hair making sure it wasn't too wet. You ran back into your room and grabbed a few bits of makeup. No. Let's go all natural for once. You put the makeup back and quickly got changed. You grabbed your phone and your bag and ran out the door and locked up. You quickly unlocked your car and off you drove to the coffee shop.

/-/-/ At the coffee shop /-/-/

You walked in and looked around for your friend. She was nowhere to be seen. "Oh, she must've been held up by something." You sat down at a table, close to a window so you could see if she was coming. You didn't want to look a loner so you made out you were texting someone, but you were just checking Facebook: Tracy has a new boyfriend - it's the third this month! Tony got married last week. There was nothing new.

*Ahem* "excuse me miss, would you like anything to eat or drink? It's just that you've been sat by yourself for the past 10 minutes and if you don't order anything in the next 5 minutes, I'm sorry but you'll have to leave." You looked down, in embarrassment. "I'll have a Y/F/D to go please." The waitress nodded and left.

You went back on your phone when suddenly, you hear two people laughing. You turn around to see your old-school friend and. Shit. Your ex-boyfriend. "Hey Y/N." Your friend. Well, how could you even call her that now? Shouted, waved and came towards you, her hand interlocked with his. The waitress put your drink on the table and you paid for it. "Hey Y/N, didn't you hear me shout?" Your "friend" said. "Um Nope, I've just realised I've got to be somewhere." You murmur. Your "friend" nodded. Your ex-boyfriend turned to you "You know I'm sorry about what happened. I did tell you that I was drunk and it was a mistake." He said.

"Like I said, I've got to go." You felt tears forming in your eyes. You picked up your drink and stood up, you hastily turned around and *BANG* your favourite drink went everywhere other than the cup, all over a tall and lanky stranger. "I'm so sorry." You grabbed a napkin and handed it to the stranger. You looked up to see a gorgeous pair of sapphire eyes and dusty brown hair. "It's okay. Oh shit, why are you crying?" The stranger asked, thoughtfully. "It's fine. How can I make it up to you?" You quickly ask, wiping your eyes and feeling the heat rise in your cheeks. "You don't have to do anything. I'm Simon." Simon smiled.  "I'm Y/N, you don't sound like you're from around here?" You ask. "Um yeah. I'm on holiday with my mates - I'm from the UK." He chuckled. "Do you want to meet my mates?" He asked. You nodded and followed him to a table full of men. "Yo Simon, what ya done to your shirt?" A man with a snapback on said. "Guys this is Y/N." They all nodded towards you. "Y/N this is Tobi, JJ, Harry, Josh, Ethan and Vik." Simon said, pointing to each of them. He pulled up an extra chair for you. You sat down between him and a dirty blond haired boy, Harry you think his name was.

"So, Y/N? What do you do for a living?". The man wearing a snapback - Tobi, asked. Suddenly, you felt a hand on your thigh. You look up and see Simon talk, however, he's smirking throughout the conversation. "Y/N?" You wake from your daydream. "Sorry, I do..." His hand moves more up your thigh, causing you to bite your lip to hold back the moan building up. "I-I do Y/D/J." You respond.

"Y'know if you bite your lip any harder, you're gonna end up bleeding?" Simon whispers into your ear, making you blush.

"Hey, Y/N? You okay? You've turned a bit red?" JJ commented.

"Yeah Y/N? You okay there?" Simon joined in, his hand shifting closer to your heat. Luckily, Harry wasn't paying any attention to what Simon was doing to you. That's it, you had enough! "I've got an idea! Let's go shopping - since we are near Westfield Century City! Then maybe we could go to the beach afterward?" You suggest.

"Actually, Y/N the boys are busy. Aren't you?" You looked at them, they all nodded quickly, far too quickly, oh well you thought. "Right me and Y/N are going shopping, we'll see you later," Simon said, slipping his hand on your lower back. "Do you want to take an uber or something?" He asks quietly.

"It's fine - my car is just parked there." You said, pointing to your car. You unlocked it and you both got inside.

The journey wasn't too long but it still felt forever. Not because of the heat of LA's hot weather, but because of Simon (not to mention, a guy you've only just met)'s hand traveling up and down your thigh, his ring on his pinky brushing your thigh every time.

As you both approached the shopping centre, his hand slowly stopped. You couldn't help but whimper at the loss of contact of his cold hand on your warm thigh. "Did that feel good baby?" He whispered. You nodded. "Well, you'll have to wait till later to have more fun..." He chuckled.

For the next two hours, you both went in and out of shops. Every so often, he would buy you little surprise gifts.

By the end, you'd bought only a few clothes but Simon added to the collection with two necklaces - one with Y/B/S, one with your initial, one small bracelet, and one Pandora ring. He didn't get much: two t-shirts - one black and one white Adidas shirt and black and red shorts to match.

You both were quite tired by the time you'd finished shopping and it was getting into early evening time. You checked your phone: 5:34 pm. "Hey Simon, do you still fancy going to the beach?" You ask him. He nodded. "Only if you still want to?" He said. You both agreed and went back to your car.

When you arrived at the beach, the sun was just setting. Suddenly, you realised you barely even knew Simon; what he does (career wise), where in the UK he was from etc. Essentially, he was a complete and utter stranger to you and the fact that you, YOU chose to hang out with. What the hell were you thinking?! Your thoughts were interrupted by Simon saying "Hey Y/N, I've had a really great time today. I don't really get out much because of my job, but this has been amazing. I know I've not said much about myself..." He rubbed the back of his neck. "But it's because I don't want you to feel like I'm a complete loser..."

"So what exactly do you do for a living what would make me think you're a loser?" You ask. He looked down, awkwardly. "I'm a..." He mumbles. You looked at him confused. "I-I make videos on YouTube." He manages to mumble out, but still embarrassed by it. He glanced over at you, to see your reaction. In return, you smiled "that's really cool! What kind of videos do you do?" You ask. You saw his face lit up at your response. "I do gaming videos with the guys you saw earlier, each of them have their own channels. We all mainly do FIFA videos except Vik, he does Minecraft. We also do a few football videos on occasion but it's really hard to get everyone together. This holiday took six months planning - you see, we all have different schedules. Like Josh and I are usually awake at the same time. Then we record and edit between 6pm-2am. Obviously, we get snacks like between editing but we mainly supply on RedBull and Frubes." He said you looked over to him. "Sounds fun." You smiled. "The boys and I are having a meal at 7 pm, would you like to come with me? We'd obviously need to change and stuff. So just come back to my hotel - the restaurant is literally part of it." He asked. Wait? Why would Simon want me to come back to his place? As if he had read your thoughts, he turned to you: "I'm sorry, that sounded weird, um the reason I want you to come back to mine. I-it's because I bought you this..." He pulls out Y/F/C  dress, with some silver/gold (whichever goes with Y/F/C) heels, both in your size and a silver/gold clutch bag. "Oh Simon, it's beautiful! Thank you!" You exclaimed. His cheeks turned a rosy pink. You got on your tip toes and placed a kiss on his warm, red cheek. "Thank you so much for everything today." You whispered, smiling in his ear.

You both arrived at the hotel. It was quite a fancy hotel, to say the least. Polished granite floors, chandeliers. It was like something from a movie. You were quite surprised that you haven't seen this grand hotel before - as it is close to your favourite beach.

Simon took hold of your hand and dragged you to the lift. "Come on, we've only got an hour to be ready!" He said, giddily.

You came up to his room and he unlocked it. Well, a room was an understatement, it was an apartment! You've never actually seen an apartment before. It genuinely felt like you were in one of those cliche Hollywood movies! Simon opened the door and let you inside. "Welcome to my home, well for this week anyways." He laughs. "Just put your stuff at the door." He said. "Come on, I'll give you a quick tour." He said, grabbing your hand.

"Right, well that's the tour - this is my room." He said, opening the large wooden doors. The doors creaked open, revealing a rather large bedroom. The walls were all white except one feature wall, where the king sized bed was. He had everything in this room. A walk in wardrobe, an ensuite and a small balcony! "This must have cost lots?!" You exclaim.

"Well we all chipped in so, I guess if I paid for it all by myself, I would have to sell my car." He chuckled. "Anyways we best get ready if we have any chance of eating tonight." He said.

You both quickly got changed. The dress and shoes fitted perfectly! You went into the bathroom to finish up your makeup when a pair of firm hands gripped to your waist. "You look, beautiful babe," Simon whispered in your ear. His hot breath on your exposed neck sent shivers down your spine. You couldn't deny it, he smelled good. Better than good. Amazing. You checked your phone to see what time it was 6:43 pm. "Let's head down to the restaurant." You said.

The drive wasn't too far, only about 5 minutes away.

As the evening meal went on, Simon's hand was doing the same thing as before: moving up and down your thigh. But what you didn't realise, was that he had an evident boner, which you could only think was your fault. "Hey Minter looks like you're getting a bit excited there." You whispered in his ear. No reaction. Well except a small smile appeared on his thin, pink lips. However, it was not enough to spark any movement. An idea popped into your head. "Two can play at that game." You whispered. "What was that?" You hear a voice from behind you say. It was Josh. Simon's hand quickly jumped up, knocking over his drink onto his lap. "Shit!" He said, jumping up. You grabbed a napkin started dabbing it on his crotch. You could see his pupils dilate and his face turn beetroot red. *Ahem* he awkwardly coughed. You got the gist, it was turning him on. You stopped, seeing the smirking faces of everyone around. "Sorry." You awkwardly mumbled. Everyone carried on talking, phew you thought, that was a close one. The evening carried on, the same with Simon's hand running up and down your thigh. You came up with the same idea as before. You placed your hand on his crotch, palming his dick over his black trousers. A small moan came from his lips as he was speaking to Tobi. He bit down on his lips, to stop any more moans from escaping it. "Y/N quit it! Or you'll pay!" He whispered through the conversation with Tobi. Being the cheeky person you were, you carried on but with more force than before. Simon quickly picked up on the fact you were palming him harder. "To make it fair" he decided to move his hand closer towards your heat, slowly and slightly pulling your panties down each stroke. That was it! You were done with his teasing.

"I've got to go." You quickly got up, making Simon jump. "Simon, will you walk me back to my car?" He quickly stumbled up. "Lovely meeting you all!" You said, waving goodbye. The rest of them waved and Simon pulled up his black jeans and took your hand. "I'll see you guys later. I'll probably get an Uber back to the room and I might crash once I've come back, so please don't disturb me with your drunken states, especially you." He added, pointing to Harry. Harry looked up in confusion. "What was that mate?" He slurred, clearly already drunk.

You both walk towards the car park when suddenly he pins you against a wall. "What're you do..." You are stopped by Simon's warm, moist lips on your own. Without thinking about it, you kissed back. "Let's take this back to mine..." He mumbled through the kiss. You both parted and nodded to each other. "Wait, what about your ride?" He looked at you confused. "Well, shit. I don't have a ride - unless I get an uber?"

"Just drive mine." You said, handing him the keys. You both ran towards your car and got in and drove off.

Simon quickly parked up in the car park of the hotel. You both got out of the car, Simon quickly locked it and came round your side of the car. He grabs your hand in a frenzy and pulls you towards the lobby of the hotel. You both slow down as you reach the entrance of the hotel. You both speed walk to the elevator, hand in hand. As you both stepped inside. Simon quickly pressed the floor's button and up you went. Unfortunately for you both, the apartment was quite far up. Simon stood at the opposite side of the elevator to you, in case some of his fans pop up, after JJ did tweet earlier in the week that they were staying at this hotel. Like don't get him wrong, he loves meeting and taking pictures with the fans, he just didn't want anyone to start unnecessary drama about you. "Did I tell you that you looked beautiful tonight? Because you do look really good". He mumbled out. "Something along those lines." You laugh. "Fuck it! Let them all see how much I love you! Create the fuck they want about me loving someone!" He pushes you against the wall of the elevator, your legs naturally wrap around his waist. He attacks your lips with wet kisses. His hands traveling up and down your legs, brushing over your already soaked panties. "So wet for me already baby girl!" You accepted his plea and his tongue slipped into your mouth. Jesus, he's an amazing kisser, you thought to yourself. Just as you were about to slip your own tongue into his mouth, the elevator tannoy announced "Level 4. Doors opening." Simon quickly jumps off you and returns where he was stood before. You straighten your dress and pretend that your texting on your phone. The elevator doors open. "MINIMINTER!" You look up from your phone. "Guys look! It's Simon!" A girl, 13 by the looks of it shouts. You see his reaction. His face is bright red. A mixture of girls and boys, mainly girls came rushing over. He steps out the elevator to greet the fans. He turns around "I'll meet you back at the room, there's a spare key under the plant outside the room. Get ready for Daddy." He whispered before he left. "Why do you have lipstick on?" One girl said. The doors closed before you could hear what his response was.

You finally reached the apartment and got the spare key from under the plant. You open the door, it was pitch black. You took your heels off and put your bag next to it. You had a funny idea. Why not cut the power temporary and he has to come find you?! You thought. It helped that you took that life skills class back in uni where in case of a fire and you need to cut the power temporarily in case it spreads and causes several other fires. You used your phone's torch to find the power box. You found it! You messed about with the wires, it would be cut for just over an hour. You decided it would be quite funny to tease him as well, especially since he's had you flustered all day.

You: Daddy, I'm getting bored.

Simon: Seen, 9:34 pm

You: Daddy, if you're not here by 9:40 pm, it's off.

You: Daddy, I need you now!

Simon: Seen, 9:35 pm.

You: Oh well, I guess I've just gotta finish this by myself then.

Simon: Seen, 9:35 pm.

Just then, the apartment door swung open. You hear a clicking of a light switch. "Y/N! Where the fuck are you?!" You hear him call. Quickly, you ran out of the kitchen, where the power box was and ran into the living room. "Y/N is that you." You heard him call. You couldn't hold back your laughter. "Y/N, this isn't funny!" You hear him shout. "Come find me then!" You call out. You could hear him sigh. "When I catch you, you'll be sorry baby girl." He shouts. You both laugh. You hear his huge feet running, so instinctively you start running. You ran into his ensuite, closed the door and hid behind the shower curtain. "Y/N?!" You could faintly hear him call. "Y/N?! Come on, I give up." You could hear him call, a little louder than before. You could help but laugh. All of a sudden, the door creaked open. Shit. He's found me. You thought. "Baby girl, I know you're in here." He chuckles. You peered out of the curtain. You could see him looking everywhere, then he turned around to the shower. You quickly shut the curtain and held your hand over your mouth. "Found you baby girl!" He said, opening the curtain. He lifts you out of the shower, and places you over his shoulder, like a fireman. "You've been a bad girl." He says and smacks your bum. He's surprisingly strong, you thought to yourself. You both reach the bed and he gently places you down. "So beautiful!" He mumbled through the sloppy wet kisses. Suddenly, he stops. You whimper at the loss of contact. You sit up to see him sat at the edge of the bed, his face in his hands. "What's up?" You ask, curiously. Just then, he picks you up and places you on his lap, you're bum facing up. "I tricked you. Now it's time for your punishment!" He said, unzipping your dress. He places his hand on your bum and massages the cheeks. "Baby girl, I need you to count. Are you ready?" He growled. He slapped your bum cheeks. "Fuck me!" You moaned out. "I don't hear you counting!" He growled. "One." You said. He slapped you again. "Two!" You yelled out. He slapped you again. "Three!" You said. "Aww baby girl, is this too much?" He asked. "No daddy, I've been a bad girl." You whimper from the loss of contact. "I've had enough baby girl, you just look so hot I can't keep my eyes off of you." He growled. You got up from his lap and pushed his chest down, onto the bed. "I'm in control now daddy. If you make a sound, you don't get to touch me." You said, taking off his belt. You tied it round his hands and tied him to the bedpost. As you come back down from the bedpost, you meet your lips with his. You straddled his waist and trailed kissed down his jaw and down the nape of his neck. "Ugh baby girl, please let me touch you." He moans. "Take your shirt off first and I might consider it, oh wait, you can't." You laugh. You unbutton his white shirt, making sure to go extra slow. Once his shirt was undone, you kiss down his chest, down to his pants. "Baby girl stop teasing! I need you!" He moans. You pulled down his pants and boxers down and his erection sprung free. "Please baby girl, I'm begging you." He mumbled. You stood back up and let your dress pool at your legs. His eyes dart straight to your breasts, as you aren't wearing a bra. "My eyes are up here sweetie." You comment. He smirks. "What's so funny?" You comment. "Nothing baby girl." He chuckled. "Good. Well I'm going to untie you now, I would like you to take my panties down with nothing but your mouth." You chuckle. You saw his face lit up. You unbuckled his belt to free him and his hands immediately latch on to your hips, pulling you down underneath him. He trails kisses down your chest to your panties, bites down on them and pulls them down. "My god you are soaking wet for me baby girl!" He mumbled as he licked a strip down your sweet pussy. "So sweet baby girl, shame I have to replace this by my hard dick. But first protection." He laughs. He rolls over to the bedside table and finds the silver packet and rips it open with his mouth and rolls it on. He quickly lines you both up and fills you up. "Fuck baby girl, you're so tight!" He moans in your ear. He gives you a second to adjust. He thrusts into you, wet skin slapping. "You're. So. Fucking. Beautiful." He moans through thrusts. Your fingernails rake up and down his back. You quickly reach your high. "I'm close Daddy!" You moan. "Same here baby girl." He moaned back. With a few more thrusts, you both reached your high and he fell beside you in a hot, sweaty mess. "That was amazing!" You both said, simultaneously. You both laughed and in no time, you were both fast asleep.

You woke up to the sound of JJ "Simon and Y/N fucked! Simon and Y/N fucked!" He sang. You turn to your side, Simon was nowhere to be seen. Just then, the ensuite door opened and out came Simon in just a towel. "Morning beautiful, sleep well?!" He chirped. You nodded. He turned around to go in the walk in wardrobe. "Simon! Your back?!" You shout. "Looks like I did a good job then." He smirked. "You can use the shower if you want." He said. He carried on walking into the wardrobe. You went into the bathroom and you were quickly hit with his cologne. You turn the shower on to a nice temperature and jumped in. Luckily, there was a spare set of toiletries for women in it. You quickly washed your hair and body. You turned the shower off and headed out. You used the spare towel and dried your body and hair with it, then you wrapped it round your body. You came back into the bedroom. "I definitely made my mark." He laughs, insinuating your neck. "Same goes for you, Minter." You laugh. "Here, put these on so we can go get breakfast." He throws you a Sidemen t-shirt and some shorts. The clothes were clearly too big for you but you'd have to make do with what you had. As soon as you put them on, you could feel his eyes on you. "Gorgeous." He mumbled. "I know we haven't like, you know? Got to know you? But I would really like to? And I would like you to be my girlfriend Y/N?" He asked, rubbing his hand at the back of his neck. "Yes, I would Simon!" You said. His face lit up "well we need to get breakfast quick otherwise the guys will get suspicious." and with that, he quickly took your hand and down you went for breakfast.

"'I'm close Daddy'" JJ said, as you both entered the room. "Same here baby girl," Harry responded. The rest of the boys laughed. You could feel the heat rising in your cheeks. "You lot came back early?!" Simon asked, surprised. "By early, do you mean half past 1 in the morning?" Tobi laughed. "Nah for real Simon, we're happy for you both," Josh said.

/-/-/ Final Note From Me /-/-/

Hi, I know I haven’t written imagines in awhile - it’as ‘cause i’ve been super busy and had a really dry sprout of inspiration. In the future, i’ll defo write more if people want :) <3.

~Beth <3