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“I just wish that I was the one your talking about.” Pt.1 😅😩💭

"I just wish I was the one your talking about." Pt.2 😅😩💭

“I just wish I was the one your talking about.” Pt.3 😅😩💭

Happy 2016!😂👅🙃💦😜

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My baby's are all grown up

Yassss Bella I can’t wait for this movie to come out This is the link for the trailer

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IQZuAWcxm2c&feature=share

CAMERON AND NASH IMAGINE

IMAGINE; Nash and Cam having a hand stand competition, whoever wins gets to take you on a date.

Taking requests 

TAYLOR CANIFF IMAGINE

imagine Taylor wrapping his arms around you tightly as you guys walk around the mall. You feel his arms pulled away from you and you turn around to see him talking with fans. You run your hands through your hair. Whenever you’re with out with him there’s always at least one fan flirting with him and look, there she was, not like today was going to be any different. You start walking around and went to a shop that sold bandanas. You looked in the mirror as you tried one on and saw Taylor. “You look beautiful” he said, fixing the bandana on your head a little. “Thanks” you whispered, barely audible. “What did i do wrong?” he asked, sounding pretty sincere. You sighed and decided you had enough of him flirting with fans every time you guys were on a date or just generally hanging out. “Well you’re always flirting with fans. I don’t think I can do this anymore, us.” He pulled away from you and started tearing up, he looked you in the eyes and said, “Please don’t give up on us, on me. I’ll die without you. I’ll do anything, I won’t talk to fans or make contacts with any girl ever please, just don’t leave me. You’re my sunshine. I love you.” You stared back at his eyes and saw how serious he was being. “Don’t stop caring about your fans, they need you. You don’t have to stop talking to girls. Can you just start showing you care a little more?” “Its how serious I am when I mean I love you. I really do, and I will show it more I promise baby girl.” He lifted you up and spun you around. You never really noticed but you are completely head over heals for this goofy boy.

((IM CRYIBG SO HARD AND I WROTE THIS OMFG))

Magcon Preferences 1: Morning Text From Him

Magcon Preferences 2: Morning Text From Him

Shawn:

Cameron:

Nash:

Aaron:

Carter:

Matt:

Jack J:

Jack G:

Taylor:

Jacob:

Hayes:

Magcon Preference #2

Skin

Cameron: His fingers drag up your sides against your ribs, sending chills up and down your body. You were sleeping, and Cameron couldn’t keep his hands to himself because you were just so adorable when you laid there.

Nash: When Nash kissed your lips, his hands trailed your body. They either went to touch your hips under your shirt or held your face. It was such a turn on knowing he loved to touch your skin all the time. 

Jack J: Whenever you two held hands, he took his thumb and rubbed soothing circles on your palm. When you walked around or sat, it didn’t matter. Jack always did that little thing that calmed you down in any situation.

Jack G: Having sex was apart of you and Jack’s “regular routine”. But, it wasn’t just sex its was sex. When you guys did it, it was special. He touched you and whispered “I love you” and “you’re so beautiful” in your ear all the time. When your skin rubbed together, it was a connection no one else could give you. 

Matt: This might seem crazy, but you loved it when he slapped your butt. Whether you were naked or just wearing jeans, it drove you nuts. He did it a lot! In bed, in public, in the shower, everywhere….

Shawn: Massages. When his long fingers touched your shoulders, it was instant relief. After a long stressful day at school/work, 15 minutes of that could cure cancer. 

Taylor: Hickeys! Taylor loved giving them to you. His tongue finding the perfect spot, then his teeth not far behind giving you gentle nibbles. The warm sensation got you every time. 

Aaron: Your boobs. He loved to just grab them at random times. “Babe stop!” you said half jokingly. “But there so squishy” Aaron said fascinated. When the other boys tried to do it, it usually ended up in a screaming match.

Carter: When you sat on his lap. Yes that includes lap dances! He loved touching your legs so the best way was to have you sit on his lap. Carter would run his hands up and down your leg, teasing you. 

Imagine- Harry Styles #1

You're laying on your bed when your best friend Harry runs into your room. "Aaaah!" you cry as he jumps on you. He presses his forehead against yours and smiles. "Am I hurting you?" "Nope!" you reply. You smile back at him and push him off you. He flops down on the other side of the bed, laughs, then looks over at you. "Why's it so cold in here!?" You shrug. "No idea, Haz." "Cuddle with me?" he suggests innocently. You look at his pout and can't help but giggle. "Of course," you say. "Alright, take off your clothes." You look at him, shocked. "What?" he says with a laugh. "If both of us get naked and lie underneath the blanket, the heat of our bodies will-" He is interrupted by you suddenly smacking him on his chest. He winces in pain. "Ouch!" he cries, grinning. "It was just an idea..." He rubs his chest, and you laugh."Yeah, sure." Typical Harry. Always making suggestive comments. But you knew that's not all he cared about. He was a really sweet guy. Just a bit "out-there" at times.You get up and turn on the TV. He watches you and folds his hands behind his head, reclining while you put on yours and his favorite movie to watch together. "Cute little shorts you've got on there, love. But they'd look much better on the floor." You spin around to look at him and place one hand on your hip, then raise an eyebrow. "You do an AWFUL lot of flirting, yanno." "Not my fault you've got a nice bum." "Do you do this with all your girl friends? Hm?" "No....I only do it with my best girl friend." You smile brightly at him. "Right...because I'll never think anything of it, since we're so close. I get it now." You grin slightly, then sit back on the bed. "Yeh..." he mumbles. Harry sits up and pulls you in between his legs. You lean back against his chest.Being in his embrace felt like lying on a big pillow. So warm. So comfy. After a while of watching the movie, it began to rain. The pitter patter of the water droplets in your ears started to get you sleepy toward the middle, so your eyes drooped down. Harry's cell phone rings a few minutes later, and you're awoken, but he does not notice because your eyes are still shut. "Hello? Oh.. hi, Lou.Nothing really. Watching a film. I let Y/N fall asleep on top of me. She looks quite angelic if I'm honest." A soft chuckle followed. "Don't worry, she's a deep sleeper." His voice seemed a bit nervous after that statement. "What? ...No....Oh, God, no. I'd never tell her that." Silently, you're panicking. What would he never tell you? "Lou, it'd ruin everything. Our friendship would go down the drain. What am I supposed to tell her?......Ha, the truth!? Oh, yeh, sure. I'll just wake her up and say 'Hey Y/N, guess what? I'm completely and utterly in love with you!'....That's ridiculous. I could never." You smile bigger than ever, since you've loved him for a long time now. You just never knew what to say to him. Your eyelashes flutter open as you look up into his big green eyes. "You just did," you whisper. He looks down at you, incredibly astonished, but seconds later you turn all the way around to face him, cup his cheeks, and kiss him firmly on the lips. He is so stunned that he drops the phone on the floor and wraps his arms around you, kissing you back. The speaker button on Harry's phone had accidentally been hit when it fell. Both of you hear Louis, but ignore him. "Hello? Harry, are you there? What happened? I heard a thump. Hello!?" Harry slowly breaks the kiss and looks at you. "You sneaky little bird. You were eavesdropping!" "What can I say? I'm a baaad girl," you reply, laughing as you grip his grey t-shirt. He smirks. "Taking after my naughtiness I see." "Harry!" Louis yells. "Who's naughty!? Harry, answer! I want to know who's naughty! HARREHHHHHH!" You start to crack up, but Harry just keeps on staring into your eyes with a smirk that won't quit. "Do I get to call you mine?" he asks. "Yes, Hazza," you answer, blushing. You hear Lou's giggle. "Oooh! I get it now..." Thanks for reading.

Niall Imagine For Anon

You’d been putting up with the abuse for long enough and you’d finally reached your breaking point. You nervously call Niall and tell him that you need to talk to him about something important. He doesn’t hesitate to tell you to come over to talk. When you get to his house, you can’t make eye contact with him, feeling ashamed of what you’re about to tell him. He can tell you’re tense about whatever it is, so he tries to lighten the mood, but fails miserably. You start crying on the spot. “Ohh, baby, I’m sorry! I was just trying to make you feel better, I didn’t mean to-“ “It’s not that, I swear,” you blubber out. Niall takes you in his arms. “Then what is it?” You sigh, gathering up the strength to just come out with it. “My father… He’s not the nicest person.” “What do you mean?” Niall prompts you to continue. “He’s always angry with me. He screams at me constantly and hits me sometimes too,” you explain through your sobs. “What?? How long has this been going on for? Why??” Niall asks, at a loss for what to say. “For years now. He blames me for my mum leaving him to marry to marry her now husband .” “That’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard. Does your mum know?” You shake your head back and forth to indicate that he doesn’t. “Well she should. And I’ll go with you to talk to her about it if you want,” he offers. You nod, stepping forward to press your body to his, seeking out comfort in his arms, feeling like burden had just been lifted off your chest. A couple of days passes since you and your mother had "the talk" about your father, and your mother wanted you to live with her. But the problem is that she only have a one bed room apart which her and her husband share. So for the next few days I was staying with Niall until my mum found another house with three bedrooms. She didn't want me to live with Niall that's much because she's scared I will become pregnant by him. But she knows that he's a good boy. It was a year from that day I finally told my mum about my father. When I came from my mother house (now you're at Niall's house) you opened the door to complete darkness where you saw candles and rose petals leading up to the bedroom "Niall !? Where are you" I yelled out " I'm in the bedroom come here" I started walking towards the bedroom when I got there I let out a surprised gasped Niall was there on one knee Infront of me "Before you speak (Y/N) I just want to say that you mean the world to me, I'll do anything just to see that pretty smile of yours with the sparkle of your (color of your eyes), I love your laugh it's music to my ears so what I'm trying to say is (Y/F/N) Will you please do me the honor of becoming my wife?" I fell to my knees nodding to him because I didn't trust my voice at that point.