One Direction Preferences • Complete

#4 Someone Walks In On You Guys

Someone walks in on you guys

Louis :
"Mmm," Louis moaned as you kissed his neck. You were staddling his lap in his dressing room. It was about an hour before the show, so you didn't have much time together because he'd have to get ready in a few minutes.

"Lift." He sighed and you lifted your arms up so he could remove your shirt. You quickly pulled his off as well. Your hand traced up his defined abs as you moved your lips from his neck to his lips. His left hand was on your lower back and his right hand swiftly unhooked your bra.

"Hey, Lou," Fizzy, Louis' younger sister, was standing in the doorway of the dressing room. Louis quickly covered you up.

"Sorry! I was just going to say that Stan is here. I didn't mean to interupt." Fizzy ran out quickly. You buried your red face in your hands.

"Oh my gosh, your sister just totally saw my boobs."

"My sister just saw me mauling your boobs." Louis laughed.

"It's not funny! That was humiliating!" You groaned.

"Just be happy I hadn't pulled it out yet." Louis smiled cheekily and started unbuttoning his pants.

"The mood is dead, Lou." You smirked and picked up your bra.

"Oh come on!" He whined.

"Stan is here anyway. Now help me put my bra back on since you took it off." You turned around so Louis could hook your bra on. He started kissing your back. Suddenly the door opened.

"Lou!" Stanley, Louis's best friend, had barged in.

"Shit." You sighed and covered yourself yet again.

"Looking fit as always, Y/N." Stan smirked.

"She's mine, mate." Louis kissed you before walking to his best friend to give him a hug.

Harry :
You were at your boyfriend Harry's mother's wedding reception. It was a small gathering, just close friends and family. It was the first time you'd met most of Harry's extended relatives. Harry was the best man to his new step father. You couldn't help but notice how gorgeous Harry was looking in his tux. You were a little tipsy as was he and you kept giving each other looks from across the room. You knew you were in for a good night.

"Please take your seats, dinner will be served shortly." The DJ announced to the reception. You took your seat next to Harry, across from the lovely bride and groom, and Harry's sister Gemma, along with Harry's cousins and Gemma's boyfriend. You were on your second glass of wine and nearly finished with your meal when you felt hand on your leg. You looked over to Harry who smirked slightly, but didn't break his conversation with his cousin. His hand moved slowly up your leg and under your dress. He was cheeky for sure, but you weren't expecting what happened next. He slid his finger into you quickly. You nearly spit your food across the table.

"Y/N, you alright?" Anne asked.

"Yeah, babe, are you okay?" Harry asked.

"Fine." You managed to get out. You decided to to get Harry back. You moved your hand up his leg and began palming him. He let out a soft moan.

"What's going on?" Harry's stepfather asked.

"Nothing." Harry smiled. As soon and Anne and her husband left the table to go to the dance floor, you and Harry ran out of the reception hall. You found the room that had been used by Anne to get ready and he pulled you in there. You knew you didn't have much time, you quickly pulled off your dress as Harry took off his tux as quickly as possible. Your lips met in a lustful kiss as your hands tangled through Harry's curls. He lifted you up with your back against the wall. The party was loud, so nobody would hear you, so you guys didn't both being quiet. You didn't even hear Gemma calling for you both.