Harry Styles Imagines

Erica: Unzip

Personal Preference for Erica. Thank you for commenting, really appreciate it. I'm really sorry it's so long, I had so much fun writing this Hope you enjoy!

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ERICA halseysxghost

I couldn't stand to be in a relationship where we were constantly arguing, angry at each other and never feeling like he actually loved or trusted me. This is basically what I feel everyday and I can't keep doing this to myself.

I sat on the opposite end of his bed, my back to his whilst fiddling with my dress. I could sense his strong gaze on the back of my head. I sighed in frustration and stood up, grabbing my purse from the floor and stomped my way past him but he was quick to grab my wrist, stopping me from leaving the room. He usually never stopped me, too angry and stubborn to admit to being wrong.

"It f.ucking hurts when you just leave like that." He breathed deeply. I turned my head around to see his face so tense from our previous argument. I rolled my eyes at him and opened my mouth ready to burst at him but instead I calmed down and changed my words.

"Yeah well it hurts even more when you don't even try to stop me."

This time it was his turn to stand up. He dropped my hand from his grip and took the purse from my hand, throwing it behind me. I stared into his eyes with annoyance and confusion as he came closer to me and instead wrapped his arms just above my hips. His face inched closer to mine where I could feel and smell his hot minty breath on my face.

"Erica." He whispered. I decided to mentally forgive him and wrap my arms around his neck. A little smirk appeared on his soft lips, his dimples finally popping through his cheeks. "I love you."

I began to blush but instead decided to cover it up by placing my lips on his, moving in perfect sync as if we had done this millions of times. I could feel him smirking against my lips as he turned around and softly pushed me onto his bed, never leaving the kiss. He began to trail his lips down to my neck where he sucked on the soft spot for a while, leaving me a love bite. He reached behind my back and began unzipping my dress, easily yanking it off from my body, leaving me only in my underwear and bra. He trailed his lips down my breasts and onto my stomach, causing a soft moan to escape my lips. I kept my eyes closed the whole time, not wanting to open them but as he placed his lips back onto mine, I finally opened my eyes and had the confidence to stop him before we got any further. He looked at me in confusion, thinking he had done something wrong.

"Harry...I love you b-"

"You're not ready." He finished for me. I sighed, thinking I had disappointed him but I wasn't going to do something I didn't want. He gave me a last peck on the lips before getting off from above me and giving me the dress that was on the floor. "It's okay baby, I totally respect that. I swear I wont do anything you don't want." He smiled, kissing me again. I smiled at him and thanked him as I put my dress on. The rest of the day we spent posting videos on twitter and watching movies until I went home.

For the next few weeks we spent a lot of time with each other, only arguing about small things like what's the best tea flavor. I often found myself staring at him whilst watching movies. Like today, I spent the entire movie period thinking about what would have happened that night if I hadn't stopped him. Would we have gone through it? I couldn't help but fantasize about it all, suddenly feeling goosebumps running across my body. He finally turned around to look at me, biting his lip which definetly turned me on.

"Okay love, you've been staring at me and biting your lip the entire movie. Are you horny?" He joked with a little mischievous smirk playing on his lips. He expected me to playfully slap him and tell him to shut up but instead kept a serious face.

"Yes." He looked taken back at my sudden answer, widening his eyes.

"A-are you s-serious or playing a joke on m-me?"

I rolled my eyes and forcefully kissed him, bringing him closer by the collar before releasing, leaving him shocked again. "I'm not joking Harry. It's now or never."

"Erica...I don't want you to regret this later. Why don't you think this though for  few days. I would seriously love to but...I-"

"Harry. I know what I want. And i'm not going to change my mind. Unless...youre not ready." I bit my lip trying not to smile

He scoffed at me and grabbed my hand, leading me to his bedroom. "Babe, I'm always ready for you."

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"Baby..." I heard a voice in my ear but I was too tired to open my eyes, until I felt wetness being applied to my cheeks. I made a disgusted face as I pushed the figure off me. It landed on the ground with a loud thud which caused me to open my eyes and realize it was actually Harry. I leaned over the edge of the bed and saw him laying there with a pout on his lips, scrathing the back of his head.

"I'm so sorry Harry!" I apologized, keeping the blanket tightly wrapped over my body. He groaned as he got back on the bed and sat on it, finally looking at me this time.

"It's fine. I need you to leave, my mum will be here soon and I cant let you be here when she gets back." He stated, keeping a serious face. I cocked an eyebrow at his rude statement, ready to snap back at him until he burst out laughing. "Shoulda' s-seen your face love! Na, the boys have just gotten here so you may not want them to walk in on you like this and I wouldn't want them to see." He cheekily replied. I laughed at him as he gave me his sweater to wear since it was quite cold. I took a short shower and changed into the sweater and my leggings, tying my wet hair in a ponytail. I stole a pair of his socks and quietly made my way into the livingroom where I could hear them talking. I paused dead in my tracks, being the nosy person I was.

"So I heard the shower running. Who's up there?" I heard a voice that sounded like Lou's.

"Kate?" Zayn asked. I furrowed my eyes at the mention of his ex. Why would they mention her?

"No! of course not. I haven't seen her since I got with Erica, and I never had sex with her. Never." Harry replied, not realizing he had just told the boys about last night.

"You're joking! You and Erica? Mate, when?" Niall asked in his thick Irish accent. I chuckled at his sudden shock, lightly blushing at myself.

"Last night. It was...gosh. The best f.ucking night of my life."

I took this as my cue to enter, trying to make it look natural. All heads turned to me which I cocked an eyebrow at. "What?"

Louis winked at me as Harry yanked me by the waist and sat me on his lap. I picked a finger to his dimple before he placed a kiss on my cheek.

"So you and Harry huh?" Louis chuckled. I took the pillow from the seat beside me and chucked it at him but he managed to duck it. "Best night of his life Erica." He teased. I groaned and leaned my head back into Harry's chest as he laughed at me, kissing me again.

I would never hear the end of this but at least I didn't regret it.