Harry Styles Imagines and Preferences

He sticks up for you

"Oh my god...oh my god...oh my god..." You squealed, shaking.

"Babe, relax it's okay" Harry told you from the drivers seat, reaching out for your hand to calm you down.

"Harry it's not okay. I'm two hours late for work because SOMEONE couldn't keep their lips to themselves this morning" you said, eyeing harry sternly.

He grinned.

"Is it bad I'm not sorry?" He asked.

"Very" you answered.

"Well....what if I apologize a thousand times?"

"Harry you can apologize a million times....it still won't change the fact that I'm two...I repeat...TWO hours late" you complained.

"I really am sorry though kitten" Harry apologized.

He finally pulled up to your job and you immediately got out and ran inside.

"Y/ N, wait!!" Harry yelled for you.

You kept running until harry caught onto your arm.

"Harry what? I need to hurry and get to my office" you told him as the two of you entered the office building.

"But you didn't give me my goodbye kiss" he pouted.

"Ugh Harry, I will give you one when you pick me up. I need to go" you assured him.

"Fine...then I guess I'm just going to have to follow you until you give me a kiss" he hinted and stared whistling.

This boy...I swear.

You gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.

"There" you said.

Harry raised his eyebrows at you.

"No...I don't think so" he said.

Ugh.

You knew he wanted you to kiss his lips...but that's the thing that caused you to be two hours late.

Him and those Damn lips.

Those...soft....smooth....sexy lips-

OKAY SNAP OUT OF IT!!!

"Babe, not now" you spoke and started turning around to run again until you bumped into a hard figure.

"Oh I'm sorry" you quickly spoke, but then looked up to see your boss standing there eyeing you, looking furious.

Oh shit.

Harry grabbed your hand from behind you.

You kept staring at your boss and immediately your boss's eyes flickered to you and Harry's intertwined hands.

"Mmmmm" your boss hummed.

"Hi sir. I'm Harry" harry spoke, smiling widely and he stuck out his hand for your boss to shake.

Your boss looked at Harry's hand and then his eyes.

Harry slowly brought down his hand, seeming a bit down at the rejection.

"Two..", your boss spoke. "Two hours late?"

"I'm really sorry sir I......I was....busy" you lied.

"Too busy to show up to work?? That is a terrible excuse" your boss scolded.

"Sorry sir, if I may....it was all my fault, I wanted her to stay home with me today but she insisted she needed to go to work an-" Harry was saying until he was interrupted.

"So this is your fault?" Your boss asked.

"Yes-" Harry spoke.

"No" you argued.

"Babe..." Harry whispered in your ear, disappointed that you were blaming it on yourself.

"So who's fault is it?" Your boss asked, irritated as ever.

"Mine!" You and Harry spoke at the same time.

"Harry stop. It's okay" you promised. "It was mine sir. I didn't want to really come to work today" you half lied.

"Oh is that so....so I guess that means you won't want to come to work tomorrow huh? Or even the next day.....well here's some news for you sweetheart.....you're fired."

"Yes sir..." You spoke, turning around to leave the building.

"ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR FUCKING BALD ASS MIND????" Harry yelled at your boss.

Oh my god.

You turned back around to see Harry in your bos- ex boss's face.

"YOU JUST FIRED ONE OF THE MOST AMAZING WORKERS OUT THERE. GOD...WITH HOW BALD YOU ARE, YOU'D THINK YOUR BRAIN CELLS WOULD BE WORKING BUT I GUESS NOT. YOU'RE FUCKING STUPID" Harry complained.

"Not me. Your girlfriend. If she had enough respect she would actually show up to work....earn her money....get some better clothes or something" your boss said, turning around until harry grabbed him by his shoulder.

"DON'T EVER....EVER....SPEAK ABOUT MY GIRLFRIEND LIKE THAT. YOU HEAR ME? YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT HER AND I SWEAR IF YOU DON'T HIRE HER BACK RIGHT NOW, I'LL MAKE THIS A LIVING HELL FOR YO-"

"Harry it's fine....no one wants to work here anyway" you cut Harry off, grabbing his hand and pulling him towards you.

Harry glared at your boss one more time.

Harry let go of your hand and walked back up to your boss.

Harry took a coffee that was sitting on the table he was next to and took the lid off so he could throw it at your boss.

"Oh my god" you gasped.

You looked around the room to see everyone was staring, their mouths hanging open.

"Go get a toupee will you? Bald isn't really that attractive on you, fat ass" Harry spoke to your boss.

Harry walked back up to you and grabbed your hand so you could walk out the building.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Harry styles has left the building!!!" Harry cheered.

"My god, Harry are you crazy?" You asked, your mouth still hanging open.

"A little" he grinned.

You shook your head smiling.

"I'm sorry for getting you fired baby...it's all my fault" Harry apologized, frowning at himself.

"Its okay Harry....to be honest I was gonna quit soon so..." You shrugged.

"Wait...so you're saying I did all that...for nothing?" Harry asked.

"Not for nothing....for me" you smiled.

Harry grinned back at you and wrapped his arms around you.

"Youre right...because you most certainly aren't nothing" Harry agreed.