luke hemmings imagines
just a place to keep all the imagines I have written in the past. they may be shit. they may be good. Idk anymore. I hope you enjoy them. © smilsnarry. all rights are reserved.…
just a place to keep all the imagines I have written in the past. they may be shit. they may be good. Idk anymore. I hope you enjoy them. © smilsnarry. all rights are reserved.…
"don't forget about the concert tonight, you got the ticket right?""i don't know what concert you're talking about, and i don't have any tickets.""mum?""seems kinda hard to have kids when you are still basically a kid yourself don't you think?""I'm sorry""goodbye" -or the story in which harry thinks he's texting his mom but its some random girl instead. can this be a friendship or a terrible choice in life?only one way to know for sure, stay tuned. © smilsnarry. all rights are reserved.…
title of this story is self explanatory.i write to feel better with myself.sometimes they are of harry.other times they are not.i write about harry and luke which both are posted on here from this day on.i hope you enjoy.i enjoy writing.your feedback is a big help in all of this as well.© smilsnarry. all rights are reserved.…
DISCLAIMER: THE MATERIAL IN THIS FANFICTION IS INAPPROPRIATE FOR READERS UNDER THE AGE OF 17. PLEASE KNOW I DO NOT CONDONE OR ENCOURAGE THIS SORT OF RELATIONSHIP IN ANY WAY. THIS WRITING IS STRICTLY FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES ONLY AND THE MALE LEAD BEARS NO LIKENESS TO THE REAL HARRY STYLES APART FROM PHYSICAL APPEARANCE.THIS IS NOT MY STORY. I AM JUST UPLOADING IT FOR THE PEOPLE WHO DON'T HAVE TUMBLR. SO I GIVE ALL THE CREDIT TO HAN_RAWRR ON TWITTER. :))…
This is NOT my story, all credit goes to the lovely writer on Tumblr for creating this story and making everyone fall in love with it. Like I said this is NOT my story. ALL CREDIT GOES TO H28 @han_rawr. "I can tell you're going to be a challenge." He almost growled."I like that." He smirked.He dipped his head, nudging mine to the side before I felt his lips press to the skin of my neck. The ends of his curly hair tickled at my cheek. Harry reluctantly released one of my arms so he could hold the back of my head, preventing me from escaping. I instantly placed my free hand on his chest in protest, attempting to push him away as I felt him harshly suck."Harry." I begged."You're mine now." He spoke in a hushed tone.…