Harry Styles Imagines and Preferences

Personal for India

Personal for India - Harry gets jealous because of a man grinding on you at a nightclub

You were grinding with Harry on the dancefloor of your favourite nightclub, or atleast who you thought was Harry, you begin to dance with your 'boyfriend' on the dancefloor until you realise how much you need your lips on his, you turn around and are not met by the familiar green eyes and brown mop of hair

"H-harry?" You stuttered, knowing that if Harry saw you dancing with the unfamiliar man he would go mental as it was clear you and he were really getting into the grind

"No sweetheart, Harry isn't here but I am." The drunk male begins to slur

"Get off of me!" you yell as you try and escape the drunk man's grasp on you

"Nu-uh sugar, you're dancing with me tonight" he tightens his grip to match his words, your eyes scan the crowded dancefloor to try and find Harry coming back from getting you a drink

"Did you not hear what she said mate, get off of her" you hear the familiar voice and give a heavy sigh of relief

"Aw so this must be Harry? It's lovely to meet you man" the drunk stranger slurred

"Let go of my girlfriend or you won't live to see another day I swear to you" you could see the anger rise through Harrys body, his fists clenching by his sides, his face flushed with anger and jealousy, you couldn't help but find this very attractive in a weird kind of way

"Alright alright little fella, you can have your little slut back, she weren't pretty enough for me anyway" the drunk stranger chuckled

"India go and wait by the door with the bouncers" Harry ordered, still staring at the drunk male

"but harry-"

"INDIA GO" he yelled

"O-okay" you quickly escaped the man's grasp and ran over to the bouncers like you had been ordered

*a few minutes later*

"Baby let's go" you felt Harry grab your hand and pull you with him towards his car

"H-harry what happened?" you nervously asked while trying to intertwine your fingers with his, but he weren't having any of your gestures, he kept a tight grip on your wrist as you approached his parked car

"India I am not going to talk about it, let's just get in the car and go home" he sternly replied as you both got in the car

Harry pulled away at lightning speed and headed back to the house you shared, his eyes fixed on the road and hands gripped to the wheel, not wrapped in your hand on placed on your thigh like it normally is

"H-harry, did you hurt him?" you stuttered, already knowing the answer but waiting conformation

"Yes, is that what you wanted to know, you happy now?" he spat back, still not making any effort to look in your direction

"Harry why would you do that?" you reached your hand out to take his but he moved his hands further away

"Are you serious right now babe" he laughed

"Are you actually asking me that question?!" he raised his voice, making you flinch back into your seat

"I ju-"

"You honestly think I am going to let someone say that shit about you and let them get away with it, you really think I am just going to stand there and watch another man grind on you and then slag you off the next minute, do you not know me at all India?!" he yelled

"Sorry" you managed to speak

"We will talk about it tomorrow" he huffed

Once you arrived back home you took your shoes off at the door and started walking towards the stairs to go to bed when you felt Harry grab your wrist yet again

"Where are you going?" he asked, looking your dead in the eye

"To bed?" you questioned

"You think I am going to let you get away with that?" he laughed as he walked towards you, causing you to back away until your back came into contact with the wall behind you

"You really think I am going to let you go to bed with the last person you had physical contact with be with that sleazy dick" he did not break the eye contact

"Oh baby" he laughed

"You really do not know me at all do you" he smirked

"Harry I don't ge-" you were cut off with Harrys lips forcefully crashing onto yours

"You're mine India" he continued to kiss you "Mine" he continued "Mine and only mine" he smirked

"Just turning round to see you and that man" he continued to talk, his face full of grimace and anger

"The thought of you being with someone else, another man being able to touch you like I do, the thought of another man being able to take control of you that easily without me being there scares the absolute shit out of me India" he moved closer until you were inches away from each other

"I'm so sorry Harry I thought it was yo-"

"Save it babe" he cut you off yet again by crashing his lips onto yours

"Jump" he mumbled into the kiss, you abided by his instructions and jumped into his arms, wrapping your arms round his neck and legs round his waist

"Time to show you that you are mine and only mine, forever and always and I don't want any other man apart from me touching you like how I am about to touch your beautiful body, do you understand that baby?" he smirked while biting his lip and tucking a piece of hair behind your ear

You nodded

"I'm sorry I get so jealous India, its only because I love you so much and the thought of another man-"

For once you cut him off "I love you too Harry so you don't have to worry about that ever happening because I can promise you now it won't okay" you smiled and placed a kiss to his lips

"Good, let's go upstairs then yeah" he smirked

"Sure thing baby"

,"sav<.a