Harry Styles Imagines and Preferences

Hostage

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I grabbed my purse and Harry's keys from his night stand.

I jogged downstairs and into the living room where harry was sitting on the couch, watching soccer.

He glanced up at me and his eyes lit up as he grinned.

I smiled and pecked his cheek.

"I'll see you later babe. By the way, I'm gonna borrow your truck" I told Harry walking towards the door.

"Wait babe. You're leaving?" He asked, eyes wide as he stood up to walk towards me.

"Yea....going out with the girls" I assured.

"Oh."

That's all that left his lips.

My eyebrows furrowed at his response.

"Is there a problem? Look if you really don't want me to take your truck, I'll just take mine."

"No jay, it's not that... It's just...I was hoping we could spend some time together" he pouted.

My shoulders lowered in guilt.

"Oh um....I guess I can reschedule" I suggested.

"You can?" He wondered, hope obvious in his voice.

"Sure" I sighed.

I felt kind of bummed for leaving my girls.

Now that I think about it, I haven't been able to get out very much.

It's as if I'm being held hostage by Harry.

Is that wrong to say?

"Well what are you waiting for baby. C'mere" he begged opening his arms wide.

I sat onto his lap and he shifted my legs so I rested comfortably on him.

A few minutes went by and I think Harry could sense my annoyance because he suddenly asked....

"You alright baby?"

"Yep" I huffed.

He then grabbed the remote and turned the volume down.

He turned me around in his lap so I was now facing him.

His hands rested on my waist and he gave me a soft smile.

"Come on...talk to Harold" he said.

A giggle left my lips.

"There's my girl. Now what's wrong jay?"

"I just....I feel like I don't get to do much anymore...because I'm always with you...which isn't bad...its just....I don't get out" I said.

Harry's face dropped.

"Oh...its my fault huh?" He asked.

"No it's just-"

"Yes it is babe. I'm sorry I've been so clingy...I just can't get enough of you..." He whispered the last part.

I smiled and kissed his lips which he quickly responded back.

He pulled away and pouted.

"It's ok if you go out babe. You can take my truck love" he said.

"No harry it's fine-"

"No love, go. I need to learn to give you space. No matter how irresistible you may be" he winked.

He got up from the couch and pecked my lips before jogging upstairs.

"I'll be here. Call me, if you need anything" he yelled out for me.

The last thing I heard was our bedroom door close.

Ugh.

He knows what he's doing to me.

He calls me irresistible....

Please....

I groaned and threw my purse and the keys on the floor.

I ran upstairs and opened the door to find harry with his shirt off laying on the bed smirking.

I rolled my eyes and he opened his arms for me.

"Come to me" he grinned.

"I hate you" I smiled.

I ran to the bed and onto his lap.

His lips brushed against mine and he then pulled away.

"I love you too" he smiled.