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"Harry, I'm sick of this! Can't you pick up after yourself for once?" you snapped as you tripped over yet another pair of your boyfriend's shoes. Harry looked up at you, his curls falling into his eyes. He did his famous hair flip before standing up, putting the book he was reading on the table.
"Why don't you pick it up then? You're the woman!" he snapped. You gasped lightly, being taken aback.
"Excuse me?" you snapped just as harsh, regaining your composure quickly. You took a step towards your messy boyfriend, your hands on your hips.
"You heard me, clean! This isn't my job!" You shook your head lightly, laughing. You took another step closer to him, pulling his head down to yours, your lips inches apart.
"Who's going to clean when I'm gone then?" you said, smirking. Harry's eyes turned soft, his breath catching.
"Don't...You can't threaten with leaving me. I'll clean, I'll clean everything baby, hold on. Just go sit down, go on the computer, relax. Just don't-don't leave." Harry frantically ran off, grabbing everything in his sight.
You giggled at your boyfriend, knowing it was mean to threaten to leave him, but you had been fed up with the mess around the house!
You relaxed on the couch for awhile until Harry plopped down next to you his hair sticking to his sweaty forehead.
"All done?" you asked. He nodded, throwing an arm over your shoulders. "All done!" he replied. You giggled, turning and kissing his cheek. "I didn't wanna lose you over me being a lazy ass fuck." Harry laughed.
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One Direction Imagines
Teen FictionAs the title implies, this is a book of One Direction imagines. ***WARNING: My imagines will progessively get better as you read along, considering I've been working on my writing skills for a year*** Enjoy! ~ Roxie Davenport
