imagine for Celine with Harry "Harry, stop!" you laughed as you felt the hands of your boyfriend continue to tickle you. You were laying on your back in Harry’s back yard. Harry was on top, straddling you. "This is what happens when I don’t get my kiss!" he laughed. Tears filled your eyes and rolled down your cheeks from all the laughter. Harry slowly stopped tickling you and rolled off of you, to his left. You sat up and wiped your face. You turned to your right to face Harry. You squinted your eyes at him, in an ‘evil eye’. Harry laughed and shook his head. "You’re just mad because I won," he smirked. "What?" you asked, confused. "You didn’t win!" "I won, Babe!" Harry said. "You didn’t kiss me and you drove yourself to tears because you regretted your choice." You rolled your eyes. Harry jumped up to his feet. He turned to face you and held out his hand, to help you up. You shook your head, telling him that you don’t want his help. You stood up and brushed off your bum. You looked at Harry, who was smiling. "What?" you asked, with a laugh in your voice. Harry shook his head. “Nothing,” he assured you, wrapping his left arm around you. He brought his face close to your ear. “I won,” he whispered. "No!" You took your hands and pushed Harry away. Harry stated laughing. “It’s ok, Babe,” he said. “You can’t win them all.” You shook your head and rolled your eyes. Always so competitive ,you thought. You looked ahead and noticed the gate to the front of the house. An idea popped into your head. "Race you to the car!" you shouted as you sprinted to the gate. You didn’t turn around, but the sound of running footsteps told you that Harry was behind you. You started laughing as you ran through the gate and saw the car. You heard Harry’s footsteps close behind you, so you ran faster. You looked into the street and noticed that no cars were coming, as usual. You aimed to hit the back of the car. You got to the rear and gently hit it with your hand, but instead of stopping there, you ran across the street into Harry’s neighbor’s yard. You stopped and turned around to see Harry standing by the car, catching his breath. You smiled and lifted your arms up. "YES!" you shouted. "I win!" Harry looked down and shook his head. You smiled and crossed the street again. You walked over to Harry, who still had his head down. Feeling bad for him, you gave him a quick peck on the cheek. Harry’s head lifted and a smile formed across his face. He puckered his lips, telling you that he wanted another kiss. You rolled your eyes and quickly kissed his puckered lips. Harry smiled his cheeky smile. You laughed and shook your head. "Hey, I’ve got another idea for a little competition," you said. Harry looked at you, curiously. "Let’s see who can go the longest without kissing, holding, cuddling, or anything like that with the other one," you suggested. Harry looked up, thinking about the suggestion. He finally nodded his head. “Alright,” he said. “Loser has to be the winner’s love-slave?” You thought about it.Harry won’t last! “Deal!” you said, holding out your hand to shake on the bet. Harry took your hand and shook it firmly. "Game on," he said. - Your alarm buzzed. You reached across the bed and shut it off. You sat up in bed and stretched.One day down ,you thought, thinking about the deal you and Harry made. You got out of bed and shuffled down the hallway and into the bathroom. You went through your normal morning routine; shower, brush your teeth, dry your hair, and put on all the usual makeup. You walked out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel, and went back into your room. You opened you closet and scanned your clothes, looking for an outfit to wear. "Celine?" You heard the front door close and footsteps walking around the front room. Harry!, you thought. A satisfied smile spread across your face. Now’s my chance to win! "I’m in my room!" you called. You heard footsteps walk down the hallway and toward the room. You looked in the doorway, waiting for Harry to walk in. You saw Harry walk in, with his head down, wearing a white shirt and black jeans. "Hey Cel-" Harry stopped as he lifted his head and saw you in your towel. He bit his lips as he looked you up and down. He spun around and walked back down the hallway. You started snickering. Oh, Harry! You turned back to your closet. You reached for your short, red skirt and pulled it out. A sinister thought came to your mind.I’ll wear this! It’s his favorite because he says I look cute in it.You smiled and grabbed your white tank top and navy blazer. You put the outfit on and looked in the mirror. You smiled. He won’t make it!You grabbed you silver flats and left the room. You walked down the hallway and into the front room. You looked at Harry, whose eyes were wide and looking you up and down. He bit his lips again and nodded his head. "Nice," he muttered. He walked over to the front door, opened the door and left. A satisfied smile spread across your face. You went to the counter and grabbed your purse and keys. You turned around and walked over to the door. You locked the door and closed it behind you. You saw Harry climb into the driver’s seat of his car and shut the door. You walked to the car and got in the passenger’s side. You buckled your seat belt and Harry started to drive away from your house. You looked forward. You continuously noticed Harry glance at you and then back at the road. A satisfied smile spread across your face. The car came to a red light. Harry let go of the wheel and sat back in his seat. He smiled. "it’s hot in here," he said. Your eyes widened. Oh no!You looked over at Harry, who was taking off his white shirt, revealing all of his muscles. You looked him up and down.My god, he’s hot!You bit your lips and quickly turned around to look out the window.This is torture! He knows it’s killing me, too!How can I top that?You heard Harry laugh. Another thought came into your head. A sinister smile spread across your face as you thought about it again. You turned around and looked at Harry, trying not to notice his amazing body. "Yea, you’re right," you said. "It is hot." You slide your navy blazer off to reveal your white tank top, which showed off more of your cleavage. You smirked and looked at Harry. He was looking at you, biting his lip. He smiled and looked down. He picked his head up and started driving, shaking his head and smiling.Got him! You turned and looked out the window again. Your smile started to disappear as you started to think of the deal and ask yourself questions. What if neither one of us breaks for a month? What if other girls start to flirt with him when we’re out because we don’t look like a couple? What if the press start saying we’ve broken up and other girls start trying to get with him? Or worse, what if this deal breaks us up!?!? "You know this won’t go on forever, right?" Harry’s question snapped you out of your thoughts. You looked at him. His eyes met yours. You slowly nodded your head. "Then why do you look so worried?" he asked. You shrugged. “I didn’t even know I looked worried.” Harry nodded his head. “Oh.. Well you did.” You smiled and turned to face the floor. You shook your head. “Thanks for letting me know.” Harry laughed. “Don’t worry, Ba-, I mean Celine,” he said, shaking his head. “If you’re scared that this is going to ruin our relationship, it won’t.” You looked up at Harry. “Promise?” Harry stuck out his hand, with his pinky up. “Promise,” he said. You wrapped your pinky around his and pinky promised. You turned to look out your window again, trying not to think of any more scenarios. He promised.. The rest of the drive was silent. - You looked forward to see the studio. You looked around the parking lot for the other boys. Where are they? The interview’s in 20 minutes!The car came to a stop. Harry put the car in park and unbuckled. You unbuckled and got out. You crossed your arms and looked around the parking lot. You saw Harry walk in front of the car, now wearing his white shirt. "Let’s roll," he said. You walked to Harry’s side. Weird. I’m so used to him coming around and grabbing my waist. You walked into the studio and down a corridor into a dressing room. "Celine!" You smiled as the other four boys greeted you. "Weird," Liam said. "For once you two come in without holding hands." You glanced at Harry, who was also looking at you. You turned to face the ground. Yea.. Weird.. "You look hot, Celine!" You smiled and picked your head up at Niall’s outburst. "Thanks, Niall," you said. You noticed Harry glance at Niall from the corner of you eye. Niall just shrugged his shoulders. You kept smiling and started to shake your head. "Harry, go get ready," Louis ordered. Harry turned around and left the room. Maybe I am winning , you thought. - After the interview, all the other boys left. You sat in the dressing room waiting for Harry. Harry finally came in, with his head down. "Let’s go," he muttered. You noticed Harry sounded a little bit upset, so you started to worry. "Harry, are you alright?" No answer. You walked behind Harry, with your head down. You followed him out of the dressing room, down the corridor, and on the parking lot. You finally looked up to see that you were close to the car. Harry stopped next to the car, with his head still down. You walked to his side. "Harry?" Harry let out a long breath. You felt bad for him. You wrapped your arms around his waist. “Harry, you win. Now, what’s wrong?” Harry turned to face you. He leaned in close to your face and gave you a long and passionate kiss on the lips. You felt that his checks were wet. He’s crying! You felt Harry’s lips slip away. You looked up at Harry. You noticed tear stains down his cheeks and that his eyes were a bit puffy, but he was smiling now. "No, Babe," he said. "You won." You were confused. You started to shake your head. Harry smiled even bigger. “I cracked, Celine. I laid in bed last night wondering if this deal would ruin us. And then when I saw you this morning, I had to think of a strategy of how I would win this deal. I can’t. I missed your kisses and hugs.” Harry looked down, embarrassed. Awwh, Harry! You stood up on your toes and gave Harry a long, lingering kiss on the cheek. You fell back on your feet. Harry turned to face you. "I missed yours too," you admitted. Harry smiled. “Let’s go, Babe.” The two of you got into the car. Harry drove out of the parking lot and onto the street. "That was a really pointless deal," he said. You laughed and looked at him. "Yea, it was," you agreed, nodding your head. Harry held out his hand and you grabbed it. You turned to look out the window. No more love games.. ~RamaStyles~
Posted on: Tue, 13 Aug 2013 18:03:19 +0000
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