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my favorite fics, vol 5

here i am, like every month, recommending you some of my fave fics ! i hope you like them <3

my masterlist

fluff:

i want your belly by @dwdenthusiast

sick by @watchyourbluesturngolden

take it off by @chaoticloving

they say it’s your birthday by @mulledcherrywine

fried rice and…kiwi? by @svnflowervol666

parent trap by @watchmegetobsessed

just us by @harrysonlylover

you are in love by @satanhalsey

kiss and make up by @mouthfulloftoothpasterry

carved by @jarofstyles

poorly by @teawithcyb0rgs

love, harry by @finerllines

neglect by @moonchildstyles

clandestine meetings by @parkersroses

handsome by @harrysmimi

blossom by @dylansslutt

conversations with love by @finelinevogue

the kids, they ambushed me by @wroteasongabouther

queen anne’s coffee by @tobesolonely

new york, new york by @stylesunchained

under summer skies by @helladirections

college!harry by @harrysfluff

i don’t hate you by @hsgucci94

angst:

dumped by @thinkingoutlouddblog

what is grief if not liver persevering? by @missluckycharms

hookup scene by @avatar-anna

four angsty scenarios with boyfriend!harry by meee

scott street by @tbslharry222

take me home by @theshyspy

i’m on the roof by @meetmymouth

because of me? by @gucciwins

wiped out! by @harryscerise

cabin fever by @cherievol6

smut:

feels so good by @shroombloomm

backseat rendezvous by @s-brant

score by @andwhenshesays

a very important assignment by @pleasingforharry

hands on you by @harrytheehottie

hopelessly devoted by @harry-on-broadway

series:

daisy mae by @matildashoney

power by @goldenbuckyyy

how it turned out by @styleslistic

the roommate series by @lukesaprince

billiards and boundaries by @daydreaming-laur

[blazets]

Masterlist

latina! reader

->Jealous

->Como La Flor

->Anon request: h is jealous of bad bunny

->Mamma mia

->bullet blurb: brief break up blurb

->bullet blurb: h performs in her home country

-> bullet blurb: h's first time at a latinx party

->bullet blurb: how they met

->blurb: what's on the menu at harry's house

->h is jealous (again)

→h is banished to the couch (but not for very long)

→Olvera Street

→Christmas

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makeup artist! reader

->vogue beauty secrets

->painting h's nails

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Falling I, part II

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The Professor Series

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anon requests

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grapejuice blues

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blurb: island in the stream

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just the two of us: in which harry is hot and it drives y/n insane (surfer!y/n)

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fake instagram:

-> Dog Mom

→black!reader x single dad!harry

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Better Off- single parent au

Part Two

Part Three

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Part Four

Part Five

Hookup Scene- where harry realizes being single sucks

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Better Off

(Part 2)

summary: Harry and Y/n are parents at a private school, and they do NOT like each other

words: 9-10k

part one

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February

“Y/n!”

I was walking back to my car with Maddison after school when I heard my name being called. Hoping that there was another person with my name walking around nearby, I kept going to my car. Maddie had ballet class today and she didn’t like to be late.

“Y/n! Y/n Y/l/n!”

Looks like they were calling me. I turned around to find a blonde woman who looked to be in her early forties walking with purpose in my and Maddison’s direction. Leaning down to Maddie, I whispered in her ear. “Do we know this woman?”

“That’s Delaney’s mom. At the Christmas concert, you said her highlights looked as fake as her—”

“Okay, thank you my little parrot. I remember her now,” I said hurriedly, putting my hand over my daughter’s mouth. Good timing too because Delaney’s mother finally reached us.

“Goodness, you walk fast,” she breathed, laughing lightly at her own joke. 

I gave her a weak smile. “Well, you know, people to see, places to go and all that.”

“Right, right. I won’t keep you long,” Delaney’s mom said. I really needed to be better with names. “So, as you know, I’m our classroom’s Room Mom.”

I did not know that. “Right! Of course. You’re Delaney’s mom, right?”

She seemed a little put off that I didn’t know her by name, but I didn’t spend a lot of time around the school outside of picking up and dropping Maddison off. She recovered quickly, though, and her smile returned to her face with ease. “Yes, I’m Molly. I actually came to talk to you about your participation and involvement in our school’s activities.”

Participation and involvement in our school’s activities? I went to school already, now it was my kid’s turn. Why would I have to participate? But I knew that answer wouldn’t fly with the likes of Molly, so I smiled and apologized.

“Sorry about that. I just have the craziest work hours.” True. “I keep looking for opportunities, but I’m always working on a case.” Half true. I was typically always on a case, but that didn’t mean I was looking for opportunities to help out around school.

“Yes well, you see, all of our parents are required to help out with at least one school sanctioned event each year, and somehow you managed to avoid doing so last year.” As she said the last part, she gave me a pointed glance. “I’ve been working on rounding up you and a couple of other parents from our homeroom who still haven’t signed up to volunteer.”

What kind of school was this? “Oh. Well, If you just send me an email or something, I’m sure we can work something out.”

I had no intention of participating in any school sanctioned events, but I found it easier to rebuff someone over email than in person. But it seemed Molly saw right through me.

“Oh, but we’re right here aren’t we? And I have the perfect opportunity for you. It can be a bonding experience for you and your daughter.”

And that’s how I got roped into working a bake sale at a Valentine’s Day carnival.

I didn’t even know why the first grade parents were in charge of the Valentine’s Day event. My kid was six. She wasn’t the targeted demographic for this holiday. I tried to voice my opinion to Molly, who had been on my ass all week to ensure that I actually showed up today, but she wasn’t having it. So here I was, in the school’s gymnasium on a Friday afternoon, which I had to take off work for, selling all sorts of baked goods to students and parents alike.

I was told there was supposed to be one other parent helping me, but they hadn’t shown up yet, which was making me mad. If I had to be here, then so did this other person. Slipping the little flask I’d brought with me out of my purse, I ducked behind the table and took a sip. I wasn’t typically a day drinker, but I’d already had to put up with parents complaining about the prices of the baked goods on the table before me, and I was not going to go through this by myself. Jose Cuervo was here to keep me company.

“I’m no expert on elementary school rules, but I’m pretty sure drinking on campus isn’t allowed.”

I froze, my hands stilling as they twisted the cap back on. Of all the people to help with the bake sale today, it had to be him. I was bad with names, but I unfortunately had no issue remembering his. I had said it numerous times on Halloween, after all. As much as I wanted to forget that night, my mind circled back to it more than I cared to admit.

After a full day of nursing my hangover, my night with Harry slowly came back to me. I finished the drink he offered to pay for, but when it was done, I surprised the both of us by telling him to stay. The drinks I’d consumed before I saw him had loosened me up a little, and I was less inclined to smack him, which apparently also meant I wanted his company at the bar. Sadie, Harry, and I talked for hours, laughing and drinking like we were college students and not adults with actual responsibilities.

And of course, because I became a total flirt when I had a couple drinks, my hand started to land on Harry’s arm, I gave him looks that were a little more than friendly, spurred on by the fact that he seemed pleased by my actions. Eventually, I stood up and declared that I wanted to dance. Sadie, who knew exactly where I was headed with that declaration, feigned tiredness and claimed she had to be up early the next morning. Harry didn’t even question it, standing up with me and waving to the bartender to close out his tab before moving to the dance floor in the next room over. While he did that, I quickly thanked Sadie and told her she was right. “I do need to let loose a little,” I’d said, hugging her as she collected her things.

“You absolutely do. Just be safe, alright? No buns in the oven a couple of weeks from now,” she’d replied, and after I assured her that my night with Harry would end after some dancing and possibly sucking him off in the bathroom, she was off.

Despite my promise to Sadie, and myself, really, I went home with Harry without question. He had been almost as intoxicating as the alcohol I’d consumed that night, so when he called an Uber for the both of us to bring us back to his place, I was all for it.

We’d hardly made it into the entryway of his house before we were all over each other. The second he turned to face me after locking the front door, I was on him, kissing him feverishly and like my life depended on it. The noises he made as I kissed his neck and jaw, as I gripped him through the sparkly fabric of his costume, only spurred me on, made me feel on top of the world.

“This doesn’t change anything,” I’d panted, helping him out of his costume. “I still hate you.”

“Yeah? You hate me? Is that why you’re about to get on your knees for me?” he replied. His smirk was so cocky and yet so alluring. It made me want to smack it right off of him and let him do whatever he damn pleased with me.

And the way he spoke to me had grated on my nerves in the best way, too. At home and at work, I was in charge and there weren’t very many people that I answered to. I took pride in my power, in being confident, in having a commanding presence when I needed it. And yet Harry’s words lit a fire inside of me just as much as pissing off stuffy old lawyers who underestimated me did. And by the way his smile grew, he knew it too. I knew then before we’d even really done anything that I was in for it, that the man in front of me, who I had loathed for months now, was going to ruin me, and I didn’t even care. As long as it was one night, I didn’t see the harm.

So for the last four months now, I’d been avoiding him like the plague. It was actually easier than I thought, seeing as I rarely saw him picking up or dropping off his son, which was fine by me. I never breathed a word of what happened on Halloween to anyone except Sadie, who got an earful from me when I made her tell me what the hell she was thinking for leaving me alone with Harry that night.

“I was thinking you needed to get laid and he’s hot,” she said, like that was all she needed to say.

“Sadie, you know I don’t like him, why on earth would I ever—”

“You actually liked him quite a bit last night.” Her smug grin made me blush. I knew I had a habit of flirting after having a few drinks, but I’ve always been able to control myself. What the hell was in those margaritas? “And, not that you’ll like, care or anything, but he’s actually quite nice.”

I opened my mouth to tell her about his shitty attitude in Principal Stevens’ office and every interaction I’d had with him afterwards, but she beat me to it. “I know, I know, he was an ass. That’s why I never said anything. But I didn’t see any harm in him taking you home. Sex with someone you hate can be really hot.”

And boy was it ever. By the time I woke up (again) in my own bed that morning after Halloween, everything had come back to me. Just thinking about that night made me blush—the things he did, the things I did, every dirty little comment he whispered in my ear. How the hell was I supposed to get through a whole afternoon with him when just looking at him caused flashes of our night together to flood my mind?

“Yeah, well, when you want a sip after dealing with these parents, don’t come crying to me,” I told Harry, doing my best to pretend that nothing had ever happened between us. 

Despite how much I might have wanted to stay hiding underneath the bake sale table, I knew I couldn’t. I stood up and turned around to face him.

He looked good, like really good. He was dressed casually in another pair of jeans and a cardigan, but this one was a patchwork of colors and patterns. I looked down at what I was wearing, a pair of jeans and a hoodie I’d had since college, and my birks over socks with little pink hearts on them. I might have been a little underdressed for this stupid thing, but I didn’t want to be here, and I didn’t really care that parents and school staff were giving me disapproving looks, or if a few people asked if I was enjoying my time in college.

When my eyes flicked back to the man in front of me, I could tell he wanted to say something about Halloween, I could see it in his eyes. But I was going to pretend like it didn’t happen until I was blue in the face, so I spoke before he got the chance.

“So, those are fifty cents, those seventy-five, those a dollar, and those a buck fifty. Easy enough to remember. The cash box doesn’t like to open, but if you just kind of, like, pound the top of it with your fist, it gives a little.”

Harry was grinning, but I couldn’t understand why. I certainly had no desire to be here. The only thing keeping me going at this point was that Maddie and I were going to have a girls night tonight. She was around here somewhere with my brother Javi, playing games and winning prizes while I worked the bake sale table, which was not very popular, if sales were anything to go by.

It was silent for a few minutes while a kid who looked about ten came up to the table, stared at the table, and walked away from it without buying anything. Afterwards, Harry blew out a low whistle.

“This sucks,” he stated.

He was preaching to the choir. “Try actually being here on time.”

“Sorry about that,” Harry said, and he sounded genuine. “I got a call that couldn’t wait as I was leaving my house. Would’ve rather been here, believe me.”

I considered his words, and found them to be true. While I tried to be on time to everything, I knew that life got in the way. Lord knows I’d had Sadie take Maddison home on a few occasions because I was held up at work. “It’s fine, I guess,” I said, a little snark in my tone to let him know that it didn’t actually bother me that he was late.

More silence, which was fine with me. Because if we weren’t speaking, there was less of a chance he’d bring up anything that had happened between us four months ago.

For the next hour or so, Harry and I switched off helping out the few people who walked up to our table. He seemed to know most of them, and I half-listened as he talked about one thing or another with a parent. I also didn’t miss the way that the longer Harry had been here, the more people started to come up to our table, the more women started coming up to our table. It was a little creepy how they batted their eyelashes and laughed at the things he said that weren’t funny, but part of me begrudgingly admired the way some of them shamelessly flirted with him.

When the last one walked away with a little wave over her shoulder, I reached into my purse and pulled out my flask to give to him. “Here. You earned it.”

“Thanks,” he said, surprising me by how easily he took it from my hands to take a swig.

He passed it back, and I took a small sip myself before screwing the cap back on and stashing it back in my purse. “Now I know why Molly had you on bake sale duty. You’re great for sales.”

Harry chuckled lightly. “She’s quite persistent, isn’t she?”

I nodded in agreement and grabbed one of the brownies off the table. Tearing off a piece, I popped it in my mouth, only to grab a napkin and spit it right back out. “Holy shit, that was awful! Who made that?”

“Um, I think I did, actually,” Harry said, his voice sheepish. Giving him a funny look, he continued. “My ex, Devon’s mother. She said she’d take care of it.”

“Well, she sucks at baking,” I told him, tossing the wadded up napkin in the trash. “She should’ve done us all a favor and bought something from the store.”

Once again, Harry took me by surprise by throwing his head back and laughing. It was a cute laugh, I thought, but I quickly shook it away.

“Well, then, what did you make?” he asked when he sobered up.

“Those,” I said, pointing to frosted sugar cookies cut into the shape of hearts. “I wanted to do anatomically correct hearts, but Maddie said it would scare the children.”

“She might’ve been onto something,” Harry agreed.

“Yes, well, she’s the smart one in our mother-daughter duo. I just drive her from place to place.”

It was quiet between us again as more women walked up to our table, and I sat back and let Harry handle the housewives, seeing as they were there for him and not the baked goods. I was pretty sure some of them were even here before. Like I said, shameless. When they all flocked away again, I fished out the flask.

“Hold onto it. Something tells me they’ll be back,” I said while he took a couple more sips.

“Are you trying to get me drunk?” Harry asked. Then, getting close enough so that only I could hear him, he whispered in my ear. “Because you don’t need to do that if you’re trying to get me to take you home again.”

My eyes nearly bugged out of my head, panic and excitement warring inside me. He had no business having a voice that low or gravelly.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said, trying to feign cluelessness, but my voice was a little higher pitched than usual.

“I think you do,” Harry sing-songed. “And I think you enjoyed it as much as I did.”

I gulped, hating the way his voice alone was having an effect on me. Where were the housewives when I needed them? I chanced a look at his face, and we were practically nose to nose. He grinned, and that infuriatingly cute dimple indented his cheek.

“I’m going to the bathroom,” I blurted, standing up from the stool behind our table. I didn’t even have to go, but I needed to get away from Harry. He was entirely too charming, his smile a little too smug. I hated him. Hated him. I repeated this over and over and over again as I walked around looking for a restroom. Finding one, I slipped inside and leaned my hands against one of the sinks.

“Pull it together, Y/n,” I said, scolding my reflection. “He’s a cocky asshole with a nightmare son. That’s all.”

I turned on the faucet and splashed some cold water on my face, hoping that the thoughts of kissing Harry again that had popped up again would go away. Just as I was drying my face with a couple paper towels, the bathroom door quickly opened and shut, and I heard the lock click before I saw Harry through the reflection in the mirror.

“What are you doing in here?” I hissed, my eyes widening as he closed the space between us.

“I thought—Well, I thought…”

“Well you thought wrong!” I whisper-shouted. “We are at our kids’ elementary school, there are children and parents everywhere, and I…hate you,” I finished lamely.

Harry had looked sheepish until that point. That cocky grin of his that I was regrettably familiar with taking over his face. “You hate me? I feel like I’ve heard that before,” he said, his nose pressing against my cheek as he pressed a tiny kiss to my jaw.

He was referring to that night. Halloween. I kept saying that I hated him, but it only seemed to spur him on. I would never admit it to Sadie, but she was right. Sex with someone you hated was thrilling, to say the least.

But he was using his gravelly voice again, the one that both grated on my nerves and sent chills down my spine. Not trusting my voice, I just nodded. 

Harry didn’t seem to be swayed by the fact that I nodded. In fact, it only seemed to spur him on, and I hated how thrilled I was by that fact. He stepped closer until there was only an inch between us. “Then I’m very lucky to be hated by you.”

He leaned in so that his lips brushed right up against my ear, and I had to fight off the shiver that was desperately trying to wrack through me. “You wanna know why?”

I gulped again, unable to help my head from bobbing up and down. I felt his hands reach up to my waist and under my hoodie, his thumbs caressing small circles into my skin. My breath hitched in my throat as he spoke again.

“I’ve never been fucked so good in my life. So thank you for hating me.”

His words made me lose all my resolve. Threading my hands through his hair, I brought his lips to mine. It was rushed and hungry, nothing but tongue and teeth as Harry nipped and tugged at my bottom lip.

I absolutely despised how much I enjoyed it, but his lips were too soft, his hands a little too familiar with my body. My eyes fluttered shut as he moved down to my jaw, then the spot just below my ear. Unable to help myself, I gripped his hair harder, and he moaned against my skin. He actually moaned. 

His hands reached higher and came dangerously close to my bra when I started to come to my senses again. We were in an elementary school bathroom, for God’s sake. Fuck, my daughter was around here somewhere. 

“Harry,” I tried to say, but it sounded breathless.

I felt him grin against my neck. “Yeah, sweetheart?”

“Harry, we—fuck—we have to stop.”

He stayed where he was, his tongue soothing over where his teeth were and his hands splayed against my ribcage for a couple more seconds, but he eventually pulled away. Both of us were panting, lips swollen and red. I cleared my throat, feeling awkward all of a sudden now that we’d stopped.

“I’m, um, I’m gonna go before Molly kills one of us. Probably me,” I said, not making eye contact with him once. Quickly brushing past him, I reached for the door.

Harry had the common sense to wait a few minutes before returning back to the table. While I was alone at the bake sale, I pulled my hair out of my ponytail and combed through it the best I could with my fingers, trying to cover up the mark I knew was now on my neck. 

I was not this person. The kind of person who made out in gymnasium bathrooms at a Valentine’s Day carnival for school children. Maybe that’s what it is, I thought. I’m feeling subconsciously lonely because it’s Valentine’s Day. Whatever the case, it needed to end. I needed to go back to ignoring Harry and keeping him in the back of my mind and focus on being the best mom I could be for Madison.

“Mommy!”

I turned around to see Maddison running towards me, Javi not far behind her. She came around the back of the table to where I was sitting and gave me a big hug. I peppered her face with kisses, holding her tighter when she tried to squirm away from me. She finally wiggled enough to the point where I had to let her go, but she stayed close to my side. 

“How’d you do, mija? Win any prizes?”

I humored my daughter for a few minutes while she showed me what she won. It was all stuff I’d probably throw away within the next two days, but in the moment I was happy that she was happy. When she was done, I pointed to the table that still had baked goods on it.

“Guess what, Maddie,” I said, pushing her braids behind her shoulders.

“What?”

“The cookies we baked were a hit. Almost all of them are gone,” I told her proudly, pointing to where there were only two left on the little platter we brought.

Maddison’s face broke out into an even bigger smile than the one she was sporting before, and I smiled back at her. I didn’t really want to be here today, but seeing that smile made almost anything worthwhile. My brother gave me a funny look but didn’t say anything to me, probably clocking the way I was still a little red in the face. Instead, he slipped Maddison a dollar so she could buy something from the table.

“Don’t get those brownies over there. Absolutely dreadful, I hear.” I turned my head to find Harry taking his place back at my side. His face wasn’t flushed anymore, but his lips still looked a little swollen, and I prayed I at least looked better off than he did.

I think he was expecting Maddie to laugh or something, but she just tilted her head as she peered up at him. “You’re Devon’s dad.”

It was like a small bomb had been dropped, and I suddenly felt even worse about sleeping with Harry on Halloween and kissing him in the bathroom just now. To his credit, Harry looked embarrassed as well as he scratched the back of his neck. But his next words took me by surprise. 

“Yeah, I am. He’s kind of a little shit isn’t he?” My jaw dropped as Maddison giggled. My brother nudged my shoulder, bringing me out of my stupor. 

“Harry! You—You can’t say that,” I stuttered. I mean, I agreed, but that didn’t mean he had to swear in front of my daughter. Not to mention that was his kid he was talking about. Harry merely shrugged, and I felt a little sorry for him. I didn’t know what his situation was like, or what kind of relationship he had with his son, but he clearly didn’t like the way Devon was being raised and couldn’t do anything about it. At least that’s what I assumed from the little I’d heard about his ex and the way he talked about her.

“I gave him a stern talking to a few months ago, and I told him he needed to apologize for all of the trouble he’s been giving you. Did he?”

I knew that for as smart as Maddison was, she, like all six year olds, had a short memory span. She’d moved on fairly quickly, coming home from school with a skip in her step and no more tears because the boy who used to pull the bows out of her hair didn’t anymore. I thought back to Halloween, when I dropped off Maddison at school, and Harry had tried to talk to me then. Maybe he was trying to explain what he was telling Maddie now. 

Maddie looked at me, a silent question in her eyes. “Go on,” I told her. Taking my hand in hers, Maddison nodded.

“He did. And he said he liked my backpack too,” she said, her voice shy as she spoke to Harry.

“You never told me that, mija,” I said to her. There was rarely a detail Maddison left out about her day, so why she didn’t tell me about Devon apologizing was beyond me.

“You always call Devon by the wrong name. I didn’t want to confuse you,” Maddie said simply.

“I don’t always say his name wrong,” I muttered, not once looking in Harry’s direction, but I could hear him chuckling quietly to my left.

“Yes you do. Even I noticed,” Javi said, and I cut him a glare for piping up.

Before I could say anything else, Harry and my replacement volunteers came to relieve us. Having recognized them, Harry stayed to talk, but I just grabbed my things, took Maddie’s hand, and started walking with Javi to the car.

As we walked, I asked Maddison what she wanted to watch tonight. It was time to go through the lengthy process of taking her braids out, which was never easy because Maddison always cried and I hated to see her in pain. So I started making a night of it. Anytime I had to take them out, we would watch her favorite movie, eat her favorite foods, and I let her stay up a little past her bedtime.

While Maddison’s father was as white as they came, she took after me in nearly every aspect, especially when it came to looks. Her complexion, while not quite as dark as mine, was still dark, her hair was curly like mine and my mother’s, and she had the prettiest hazel eyes like my father. She was beautiful and she was mine, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

“Y/n, wait up,” I turned to see Harry rushing to catch up to us, and it occurred to me that this was starting to be a pattern. Harry had jogged over to Maddie, Javi, and me, his hair bouncing up and down with each step. “You were going to leave without saying goodbye?”

I looked at him funny. “Um, yes?” I asked like it was obvious, because I thought it was.

Harry frowned, and I could tell he was thinking about our little moment in the bathroom. And while I could admit that he was an excellent kisser, I knew something like that couldn’t happen again. My hands were full with work and with Maddison (in the best way possible). I didn’t have time for entertaining or flirting with men in my spare time, no matter how attractive or good at kissing they were.

To Harry’s credit, he didn’t give up as easily as I thought he would. “Oh, well, I just came over to say that I’d love to, um, you know, like, get…coffee or something sometime.”

I looked over at my brother, who wiggled his eyebrows at me, and then I looked at Maddie. She watched my exchange with Harry with curious eyes, not quite sure why Devon’s dad wanted to get coffee with me, and quite frankly I wasn’t sure either. I was under the impression that what happened on Halloween was a one time thing, save for the one minor slip up in the gym bathroom today. There was also the fact that his son picked on Maddison the first month of school. It seemed like she and Devon had moved on somewhat, which I would have to ask Sadie and my daughter about later, but I still remembered the way Principal Stevens looked down her nose at me, how furious Harry seemed when I suggested that perhaps his son wasn’t totally innocent. Both of those boys were trouble, and I, and Maddie for that matter, didn’t need trouble.

I decided to let him down easy, and if he still didn’t take the hint, then I’d be more blunt. “That’s nice of you, but with Maddison and work, I hardly have time—”

“She’s free in a couple weeks,” Javi cut in. I whipped my head around to glare at my brother, but he just shrugged his shoulders. “Our parents are taking Maddison out for the day, so Y/n’s free.”

Harry’s brows rose, intrigued by this new bit of information. When he saw that I wasn’t arguing this fact, he grinned. Why did his grin always look so smug? Yet another reason to dislike Harry, more fuel to the fire. “Really? Well, I should probably get your number then, so I can call you about this coffee date of ours.”

“It’s not a date,” I said immediately, but it only made him grin even more.

I walked away from Harry after giving him my phone number. It wasn’t a big deal, I told myself. You can always brush him off over text. Or ignore his calls. Javi thankfully kept quiet as we all piled into his car, but I knew his questions would come later when Maddison wasn’t around. I knew for certain that he had picked up on the fact that something went down between Harry and me. As Javi pulled out of the school parking lot, Maddie piped up from the backseat.

“Mommy, why did Devon’s dad ask you to get coffee? Are you going on a playdate?”

These were the kinds of things I wanted to avoid. In the six years that Maddie had been alive, I kept my dating life, if I could even call it that, separate from her. I knew that none of the few guys I went out for drinks with were permanent, so I didn’t see the point of ever introducing them to her, and Harry was no different. We hooked up, that was it. It’s just that I typically didn’t have to worry about seeing a one night stand again in the pick–up line at Maddison’s school.

“He was putting the moves on your mom,” Javi said when I didn’t answer Maddie’s question. I punched his arm at a stoplight, but he just continued on laughing.

“The moves?” Maddison asked, sounding confused.

“Don’t listen to your uncle, Maddison. He’s being silly. And yeah, I guess you could call it a playdate. Is that okay with you?”

I had no intention of taking Harry up on his offer, but I was curious to know her answer. Part of me still didn’t want to have anything to do with Harry or his son because of Maddie, but she was much better at letting go of things than I was. Through the rearview mirror, I could see her playing with the sleeves of her shirt as she considered my question.

“I think so. Devon’s not really mean to me anymore, and you always say we have to be kind to the people around us right?”

“I do say that, don’t I?” I mused. “You’ve got a point, Maddie mine. Always so wise and mature.”

Maddie grinned, pleased by my words. “And Delaney said he has a pool at his house. Maybe if you go on playdates with his dad I can come too.”

Annnd there it was. Unable to help myself, I laughed, and Maddie joined in too. “You might be onto something, kid. We’ll see if we can do something about getting you into that pool.”

I didn’t want to get her hopes up, but after today, I didn’t plan on seeing Harry except occasionally in the parking lot at school. I didn’t like the way he looked so sure of himself when I gave him my number, like he thought it was some big victory. He could have my number, I had no problem with that, but that didn’t mean I was going to answer any of his calls.

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March

“You’ve been avoiding me.”

I nearly jumped out of my skin when I heard Harry’s voice so close to my ear. Looking over my shoulder, I saw him leaning over the little desk he was sitting in behind me. I didn’t see him when I came into the classroom twenty minutes ago, so he must’ve gotten here sometime during Sadie’s presentation. “Jesus, you scared the shit out of me.”

A parent to my left glared at me through her glasses, and I mouthed a quiet sorry to her before facing forward again. Now that I knew he was behind me, I could feel his stare burning holes in the back of my head. I fought the urge to turn around and focused as Sadie gave all the parents an update on what our kids were learning at school. I knew that I didn’t really have to come, Sadie could’ve just given me an update outside of this parent-teacher meeting. But Maddie was excited for me to see all her work and projects displayed in her classroom, so I rushed out the building I worked at and sped over here to make it on time.

“Am I going to have to resort to passing you notes? I think I have some paper somewhere,” Harry whispered, but his voice wasn’t as close as it was before.

Turning in my own desk, I glared at him. “I am trying to listen. Leave me alone.”

Harry only grinned, having finally gotten my attention. He was dressed similarly to when I first met him in the principal’s office, not a full suit, but dress pants and a button up. I wonder what he did for a living. 

“Why are you ignoring my calls?” he asked, his voice staying hushed so that we wouldn’t distract the other parents.

I narrowed my eyes at him. “I am not talking about this right now.”

To my surprise, he looked a little pissed. “When then? You’re a very hard person to get a hold of, Y/n.” 

I hated how much I liked the way he said my name. It brought back memories of Halloween when I was underneath him and he whispered it under the cover of night. Shaking my head, I turned back around before he could see what I was thinking about in my eyes.

Trying my best to focus on Sadie at the front of the classroom, I leaned forward on my desk and as far away from Harry as I could get. Harry thankfully didn’t bother me the rest of the meeting, and when it was over I quickly got up from my seat. He looked like he wanted to follow, but as I predicted, one mom, then two, came up to talk to him. Without a second glance in his direction, I walked towards Sadie.

“Excellent presentation, Ms. Larson,” I said, my voice overly formal. “You had me on the edge of my seat,” I told her proudly, coming to lean against her desk. Looking at the heels I was wearing, I could physically feel how long I’d been on my feet, and was definitely ready to get home and tuck Maddison in for the night and sit in bed while taking one last look at some of my work. Hopefully I could get away without Harry noticing so I could do that.

“Ha. I definitely wasn’t what had you on the edge of your seat. Don’t think I didn’t see you talking to Harry. What did he want?”

I blushed at being caught, but I was glad Sadie didn’t call us out on it during her presentation like we were actual students. “He wants to know why I haven’t answered his calls.”

“Funnily enough, so do I,” Sadie said, tilting her head to the side. “I don’t see the harm in humoring him. It’s one coffee date.”

I sighed, fighting the urge to run a hand through my hair. It was cooperating today and I had no desire to mess it up. I glanced over to where multiple women were vying for his attention. I didn’t blame them, he was a hot young dad who could afford to send his son to private school. And he has tattoos, my mind supplied unhelpfully. If it wasn’t for the way we’d met, maybe I could give him a chance, but I also didn’t need to be public enemy number one with all those mothers, either.

“Look at them, Sadie,” I said, my eyes flicking back to the way they all laughed a little too loudly at something Harry said. “You know how fast gossip travels among these people. If they heard something, I’d have a scarlet letter on my chest. I don’t want that kind of drama for my kid.”

I started helping Sadie pack up her things, not wanting to talk about me or Harry anymore. She could tell I was done talking, and left it at that. While she gathered her stuff, she told me how well Maddison was doing in reading and math, and I couldn’t help the proud smile that erupted on my face. Eventually, though, a couple came up to ask Sadie a question, and I let her be. Picking up my purse and hauling it over my shoulder, I started fishing for my keys so I could head home to Maddie. From the corner of my eye, I could see a pair of shiny black boots walk up and stop right in front of me.

“Done entertaining the bored housewives?” I asked, not even looking up from where I was rooting around my purse. Where were my keys?

“Looking for these?” he fired back, ignoring my jab. Picking my head up, I saw my car keys dangling from Harry's finger. “And before you make some wild accusation about me stealing them so you had to talk to me, it should be known that in your haste to get away from me, they fell out of your bag.”

I tried not to blush because that was exactly what I was going to do. I reached out to take them from Harry, but he pulled them back. I raised a brow at him. “Can I have my keys back?”

“Can you say please?” he asked, that same smug grin on his face. He was enjoying this, I thought. He liked that he had a little power over me. When I didn’t say please like he’d asked, just crossed my arms to show that my patience was wearing thin, he leaned over. “Come on, you’ve said it for me before. Begged for me even.”

My eyes widened. Harry had absolutely no shame. Blushing furiously, I pushed past him and stalked off. I didn’t care if he still had my keys, I’d get a ride home with Sadie, I’d call an Uber. What I wasn’t going to do was let him stand in front of me looking pleased with himself. I meant it when I said that I wasn’t the type of person to kiss some guy I hardly knew in elementary school bathrooms, and I certainly wasn’t the type to make flirtatious remarks or talk about a one night stand in my daughter’s first grade classroom. His comment was disrespectful and out of line, and I wasn’t going to put up with it.

I also didn’t need any of these parents knowing my business. I didn't miss the way the same mothers who had been talking to Harry earlier were watching our interaction like hawks. Harry was definitely more trouble than he was worth. Pulling my phone out of my purse, I started ordering an Uber. I heard the sound of footsteps echoing down the hallway, but I ignored them and kept walking. 

“Y/n, wait—” he started, but I was suddenly tired of this cat and mouse thing we kept doing. Turning around, I laid into him.

“Am I a joke to you?” I asked.

Harry looked surprised that I turned to face him, but that was quickly replaced by confusion. “What? No, of course not.”

“I don’t know what makes you think you can make comments like that when there are other people around. People who would very much like to hear it and spread that shit around like it’s everyone’s business. This is where my daughter goes to school. Her education, and my reputation, for that matter, is important to me.

“Do you know how many parents here think so little of me because I’m a single mother at my age? The last thing I need is for you to add more fuel to their fire, so what happened between you and me?” I told him, gesturing between the two of us. “It has no business being talked about in public where it could somehow reach my daughter’s ears. In fact, let’s just say it never happened. So do us both a favor and hand me my keys, and leave me the fuck alone.”

He looked startled by my outburst, but he didn’t hesitate in doing as I asked. Taking them from his hand, I turned on my heel and walked out the school’s front doors.

My heart was pounding, my anger levels steadily rising. The audacity of this man, I thought repeatedly. It didn’t matter if people might have heard what Harry said or not, that kind of stuff was private, and he obviously didn’t have to worry about being so cavalier about his sex life. The way the two of us were treated by the other parents at this school, despite us both being young single parents, spoke volumes. I saw the way some parents looked at me when I dropped Maddison off at school, knew exactly what they thought of me. There was clearly a luxury of behaving a certain way that Harry had and I didn’t. If that’s who he was, then fine, but it wasn’t me. That couldn’t be me.

Harry might’ve thought he was being cute or flirtatious, but I couldn’t afford to be scrutinized even more than I already was by the parents at this school. Not to mention the fact that it was wildly inappropriate and rude.

I felt a little bad for snapping at him, but I got the feeling that he was the type of person that if you weren’t absolutely clear about these types of things, he wouldn’t get it. I’d been giving him a little slack because I thought he was cute and he seemed like a decent enough guy, but I didn’t have time for games or decent enough guys. I had Maddison, and she was my whole world. And that world did not involve Harry.

***

A few weeks had passed and they were thankfully peaceful. 

I had seen Harry pick up his son on occasion, but he kept his distance. Every time we made eye contact and he quickly looked away, I felt a little bad, but it was for the best. I could only imagine how much messier things would get if Harry had his way and we’d started seeing each other.

It had become a little difficult, though, because after everything that happened, Maddison and Devon had become friends.

It started with Maddie coming home and telling me she and Devon shared the toy cars he'd brought to school. I was happy that they’d come so far since September and that they could play together without any more issues or calls to the principal’s office. But as the days went by and she talked about him more—how they played tag at recess together, or when he showed her his new Black Panther watch—I knew that it was only a matter of time before she asked for a playdate.

Maddie had obviously been on playdates and gone to birthday parties for kids in her class, but I also hadn’t slept or fought with any of their parents. After the little parent-teacher meeting her school hosted a few weeks ago, and Harry and I steered clear of each other, I really didn’t want to have to make that phone call. 

I ended up not having to make any calls because Maddison’s birthday rolled around, and she told me she wanted a Marvel themed birthday party and that all her classmates were to be invited. She looked so excited when she came to me about it that I couldn’t say no, even though I knew it would lead to some sort of interaction with Harry. I did my best to keep things as distant as possible, sending Maddison to school with invitations to put in each kids’ cubby for them to take home to their parents.

This was kind of a big deal for both of us. It was Maddie’s first big birthday party with all her classmates, and it was the first time I would have people over at our house. I didn’t mind the fact that Maddison and I lived with my older brother. In fact, I loved it, and I knew she did too. I just knew for a fact that these parents didn’t share a small one story home with their relatives, and I couldn’t help but feel a little insecure about it.

Pushing those thoughts aside, I focused on making this the best birthday party a first grader had ever been to. I bought party favors with the Avengers and Spiderman and other Marvel superheroes on them after work and before I had to pick up Maddison, I ordered a Black Panther themed birthday cake during one of my lunch breaks, and I even had some of my coworkers in my office sign a card for Maddison.

Before she was in school, I often brought Maddie with me to work, handing her off to some of my friends while I was in meetings and putting her down for a nap by reading cases aloud in my office. Because this immigration law office was the first one to take me in after I graduated, she’d grown up a lot there, and the people I worked with had watched her do all that growing up. They were even a little sad when she stopped coming in with me and started going to school instead. I still brought Maddison in from time to time on the days where I had to work and she didn’t have school. The small office and the people in it were like a second family for us, and I knew Maddie would appreciate the card and little goodies my coworkers got for her.

On Saturday afternoon, I got Maddie dressed up in the Dora Milaje costume she wanted and I couldn’t resist buying while Javi helped me put up the rest of the decorations in our backyard, most of which we spent yesterday setting up. Maddie’s friends were due any minute, and I still had to get ready. I just wanted everything to be perfect for her. She deserved the world.

“Mommy, don’t you have to get ready too?” Maddison asked while I straightened out her costume. When she came to me with her birthday party idea, she insisted that it be a costume party, so that’s what we were going to do. 

“Yeah, baby, but the birthday girl comes first,” I told her, fixing the two buns on the top of her head. “Annnd done. Now give Mom a kiss and ask Uncle Javi if he needs help.” Maddison gave me a kiss on the cheek and scampered off to find her uncle. 

Between working, getting ready for this birthday party, and taking Maddison from place to place on time, I didn’t have time to put a costume together for myself. It was on the warmer side today, so I settled for a blue Captain America t–shirt tucked into a pair of denim shorts, my hair pulled up into a ponytail. As I left our bedroom, I heard the doorbell ring. Time for the chaos to begin.

***

 Maddison’s birthday party was fantastic. Every one of her classmates that she invited came, and some of the parents even offered to stay and help keep all the six and seven year olds in line. I was taken aback, to say the least. For most of my time at Maddison’s school, I felt like an outsider, but after spending some time with a girl’s father and another boy’s mother while the kids played pretend in the backyard, I felt like I had made some friends of my own.

One thing that unsettled me was Devon. Not Devon himself, who, after being on his best behavior the whole party, I came to like quite a lot. The weird thing was how he got dropped off. A woman about my age, his mother, I assumed, came to the front door.

Her hair was the perfect shade of blond and styled to perfection. She was tan, but judging by the very subtle lighter tone of her face, it wasn’t natural. Her eyes were hidden behind a pair of obnoxiously large sunglasses that I could see my reflection in, and even though I knew we were probably about the same age, I looked like a teenager compared to her. In her jeans that I’m sure cost more than what I paid to put Maddie’s birthday party together and a white tank top tucked into them with an expensive looking jacket over it, a part of me wondered what she or Harry did for a living.

I couldn’t dwell on that, though. Not when she quickly said she’d be back in a couple of hours, and walked off without so much as a glance at Devon, her heels clip-clopping down the front porch of my brother’s house and leaving her son and me alone.

Devon had looked more than slightly uncomfortable, and in that interaction alone, I could see where him acting out at school came from. It didn’t make his behavior okay, but as a mother, my heart went out to him. Bending down, I took the little gift bag clutched in his hand and brought him inside and towards the backyard where some of the other kids were already playing.

“I love your costume. Is Iron Man your favorite superhero?” I asked him. Devon nodded, but he still looked sullen. I leaned down to whisper in his ear. “Don’t tell Maddie, but he’s my favorite too.”

Devon had the ghost of a grin on his face, and I hoped that once he started running around with his classmates, he would be smiling from ear to ear.

And he did. He laughed, he played with Maddison and the other kids there, and was incredibly polite to me, Javi, and the two parents that stayed to help out. Once I saw that Devon was having a good time, any feelings about his mom were forgotten for the time being, I focused on Maddison. From what I could tell, she had a blast—playing the games I planned beforehand, opening presents, and wiping cake frosting on my cheek after everyone sang her happy birthday.

When it came time for everyone to go home, it didn’t come as a surprise when Devon was the last kid to be picked up. I asked him if his mom said anything about when she was coming, but he just shrugged his shoulders and began to look like he did when he first arrived. Not wanting him to feel bad, I quickly moved on, bringing him and Maddie inside to watch a movie. After everyone else had left and Javi went out for drinks with a couple of his friends, it was just me and the two kids.

“Do you have anything on underneath your costume, bud? Maybe get comfortable until Mom comes to get you?”

Devon nodded, and I sent Maddie to our room to go get changed while I helped our last remaining guest out of his Iron Man suit.

“You and Maddie share a room?” he asked as I helped him with his zipper. 

I was quiet for a moment while I held him steady so he could step out of his costume. “Yeah, we do,” I answered honestly. “We live in a bit of a smaller house, so we sleep in the same room. Like roommates.”

Devon blinked, long eyelashes framing bright blue eyes. “I kind of like that. My bedroom is on the other side of our house.”

I knew kids had a penchant for telling the honest truth like nobody’s business, but I didn’t expect him to say that. The few times I heard Harry refer to Devon’s mom, he called her his ex, and from that I had to guess that they didn’t live together, so I wondered where Devon fit in this equation. I didn’t want to ask out of respect for Harry’s and Devon’s privacy, but I was incredibly curious.

A few minutes later, Maddison came out of our room, bounding over to me in her gray sweatpants and the university hoodie I’d gotten for her last year. I put on a movie for the two of them in the living room while I figured out dinner for the three of us. While I considered ordering in or making dinner, my phone chimed.

Unknown: Hey, this is Harry. I’m so sorry. I know the party ended a while ago. I’ll be there within the hour.

After Harry and I exchanged numbers, I never saved his to my phone. It was easier to ignore his calls or texts when it came from someone that wasn’t in my contact list. Now though, I saved it and sent him a text back.

Me: No worries. We’re just hanging out.

I didn’t want to worry him, not when I had gotten a small glimpse at Devon’s situation at home. Obviously I didn’t understand everything, but I knew enough to be sympathetic. Going into the living room, I relayed the information Harry gave to me. Devon didn’t seem to mind, content to play with Maddison and watch their movie. I finally decided that I’d spent enough money on Maddie’s birthday party, so I got started on making rice, beans, and chicken.

“Maddison! Come help me set the table for us and our guest please,” I shouted from the kitchen when I was almost finished, and I heard her shout something back.

I brought plates of food over as Maddison put forks on the table. Devon was still sitting on the couch, but he was watching Maddie and I work with wide eyes. Grinning, I bumped my hip with Maddison’s and called out to him. “Come sit, kiddo. Dinner’s ready.”

Devon grinned and bounded over to where Maddison and I were getting ready to sit down around the dinner table. Sitting down with us, it looked like he’d never had a home cooked meal in his life. I was a little unsure at first about making dinner because I knew kids could be picky, but Devon picked up his fork and happily ate what was in front of him. Halfway through dinner, the doorbell rang.

“Sit tight, you guys,” I said, standing up to answer the door.

When I opened it, Harry was there, looking more frazzled than I’d ever seen him. Even though it was Saturday afternoon, he was dressed in a pair of dark green dress pants and white button down, much in the same way I’d seen him a few weeks ago. The minute I opened the door, he started rambling through an apology and something about being at a work event and it wasn’t his turn to have Devon this weekend and so on.

“It’s fine, Harry,” I told him, opening the door a little wider. “Would you like to come in? Devon’s finishing up dinner, hope that’s okay.”

He stopped his rambling and just stood on my front porch for a few seconds. He looked confused, I thought. I suppose after our last interaction, the way I was acting now might have been cause for confusion. But we were both parents, and young ones at that, I could understand running late for pickup, especially now that I knew a little more about their situation. It also made me feel a little bad for the shit I’d given Harry a few months ago, but that apology would come later.

I led him towards the kitchen where Maddison and Devon were still eating. “Hey, Devon, look who’s here.”

Devon lifted his head and beamed when he saw his father standing next to me. He ran over and hugged his dad, and I had to admit it was a very cute sight to behold. Walking over to Maddie, I leaned down to press a kiss to the top of her head and whispered for her to help me clean up the table. Maddison nodded and got up from the table, picking up the empty cups while I took care of the plates. Taking the cups from her and setting everything by the sink, I walked with her back to the kitchen.

“Well, we won’t keep you,” Harry said, his initial panic having worn off. But now I noticed he seemed tentative while speaking to me.

Devon frowned. “Can we stay a little longer? The movie’s almost finished.”

Harry sighed, rubbing a hand over his tired face. I wouldn’t have minded if they stayed, but it was clear Harry had had a long day today and probably wanted to leave. Not to mention the fact that Harry looked the tiniest bit afraid of me, which I kind of liked but mostly didn’t.

“You’ve had a long day, kiddo,” I told Devon gently. “And you know what? This movie will still be here the next time you come over, okay? Maybe you can bring over the lego set you were telling Maddie about too.”

He nodded and grinned a little, the dimple he got from his dad indenting his cheek.

Maddie and I walked Harry and Devon out. When we reached the door, I told Maddie and Devon to go play on the front lawn for a few minutes while I talked to Harry. They ran off, playing a game that only they seemed to know.

Harry turned to me, his face a mix of emotions. “Thank you,” he said when I handed Devon’s costume over. “And I mean for everything. I’m sorry it took so long to get here. Taylor was supposed to pick him up, but she bailed again, and I was on the other side of town—”

“It’s okay,” I cut in. “It happens, and Devon’s great.”

“Really?” Harry asked, like he couldn’t quite believe that those words were coming from me.

I nodded. “Yeah. I’m not going to pretend to know what’s going on at home, but I know now that he was probably just acting out a few months ago.”

Harry’s shoulders slumped and nodded a little, and I could physically see the way that their situation weighed heavily on him. Playing with his lower lip, he looked me in the eye. “Look, I’m sorry. About the Parent Night at school. You were right, I shouldn’t have said those things, I wasn’t thinking.”

“No, you weren't,” I agreed. “But thank you for apologizing.”

“Seems like I do a lot of that around you,” he said, laughing a little but it sounded weak. 

“I mean, in fairness, I probably owe you an apology as well. My kid did punch your kid.” 

Harry’s laugh was a little fuller this time, and I grinned with him. Looking at where Maddison and Devon were playing on the front lawn now, I was glad they’d made up; it looked like he needed a friend, and maybe so did his dad. 

“I think we got off on the wrong foot,” I said, making him look at me.

“That’s a nice way of putting it,” Harry joked. “But yes, I would agree.”

I stuck out my hand for him to shake. “I say we start over. Clean slate and all that.”

Harry grinned, grasping my hand in his. “I'm Harry.

“Nice to meet you, Harry. I’m Y/n.”

[blazets]

Birthday

A/n : it's me again with a lil bit of angst and my favorite trope.

Warnings : Angst, lil bit of swearing. That's it I think. Maybe a shitty ending. Not proof read, sorry.

Pairing : Actress!y/n and Harry

Summary : Harry forgot Y/n's birthday.

She woke up , by feeling Harry's warm body next to her.

It's a beautiful and cozy winter morning in London and she is feeling lazy to wake up but she had to because it's a special day.

Today is Y/n's birthday.

Well it's special because it's her first birthday with Harry. This is the day she had been waiting for , to spend her special day with her lover. This is the reason why she wanted to spend a month of her break in London with Harry. She don't know a lot of people in London, except Harry and few of his friends. But she came to London for him to spend time with him while he work on his new album.

She closed her eyes again to just embrace the fact that she is with Harry today. And god , she is soo in love with him. And she drifted back into sleep slowly while feeling content with Harry's embrace.

After few minutes she woke up again to the sound of the shower. She rubbed her eyes with the heal of the palm to erase the sleep completely. She can smell Harry's shower gel from the bathroom. He is taking a shower. She smiled to herself.

She sat and leaned to the headboard. She is very hardly trying to submerge the idea of taking her phone and scroll and check notifications.

Soon after she sound of the shower came to halt. She can hear the shower door opening.

Harry walked out of the ensuit bathroom with all his naked glory. He is all wet from the shower. His hair is still wet and he smell soo delicious. She love his shampoo's and body wash's smell. He always smells like a bowl full of summer fruits. It's one of her favorite smell. He also had this signature scent which is sweet and at the same time masculine and spicy . She is a gonner for him.

"Like what you see ?" Harry interrupted her thoughts.

"I love what I see." She answered with a cheeky grin.

He just chuckle and went in to his closet.

Don't get her wrong. She is not one for the total attention, or one who wants every one to wish her on the special day. But can you blame her now, it's her first birthday with him , she is just so fucking excited about it. So she thought that the minute Harry saw her , he is going to wish her. But he didn't. So she is a bit disappointed. But she again thought maybe he is just playing with her.

Harry returned back wearing a casual white t-shirt and pants. That's odd , because Harry always wear sweats or shorts in home. And he then he applied perfume which made to seem even more odd. Is he going out? She thought.

He is gathering his stuff and searching for his glasses when she spoke.

"What are you doing?" She asked him in confusion.

"Going to studio? Like everyday?" He said to her with a funny look on his face.

"Um-..." she couldn't speak anything. Did he really forgot? Or is he just playing with her and teasing her.

"I told you yesterday , that we are recording this new song today. We have to complete as soon as possible. So far what I know is this one is the hard on to do." He said to her while he made his way to the night stand near the bed to collect his phone.

That, he told her yesterday while having dinner. But she obviously forgot.

This can't happen right now. Did he really forgot her birthday ? She is already one the verge of crying. But she didn't. She can't.

He leaned down to her gave her a kiss. His lips always feel like heaven to her. She can never get bored of them.

"Bye, baby. Love you. I try to get back early today but can't promise you."

She was quite. Don't know what to speak. Afraid that if she speak, she will say something stupid or will directly ask him about if he really forgot her birthday.

"What , love ?" He asked while running his finger on her bottom lip.

"Will you like... maybe . Um-.. be able to make it for lunch. Maybe for an hour?" She asked him with doe eyes.

"Sorry, baby. Maybe I can not. But I promise that I'll make up to you for dinner. Yeah?"

She just noded and gave him her best fake smile to make it seem really genuine.

He gave her on last peck on her lips.

"Bye, puppy. Love you"

"Bye, baby. I love you."

With that he is out of the room. With in minutes he is out of the house.

She fell back on the bed with a sigh. She is disappointed. Not with him. But with herself. For expecting something.

She is never the one for celebrating her birthday days. Actually there is time where she used to despise birthdays. She felt everything is fake. The love , the attention, everything is fake. It only lasts for 24 hours. And later everything is gone. So she is not really interested in them.

Even in her childhood her parents didn't payed too much of time and attention to her. They always saw her as a responsibility and burden. So there are no memorable moments with her family on her birthdays.

High school was a bit different. She had some good friends. They made her feel a bit valuable by not showing fake love only on her birthdays.

And now it's entirely different. They is lot of people's attention now because she is an actress, a public figure. Now she is receiving both true love and adoration and fake love and attention. Her fans are angels, everyone of them. They are her loves. They made her feel like she is worthy of true love. There are people who really adore and love her. She had never been happier in life.

At the same time there are people who are like double masked. People who talk behind her back and praise and wish her in front of her face. She try not to get bothered by them not to let them get to her.

With another sigh she rolled on the bed to reach her phone on the night stand.

She unlocked the phone. Immediately she is met with many notifications. Many people are wishing her. Her friends, her team, her fans.

She felt overwhelmed by all the love. She replied only to few messages from her close friends.

And noticed that there is no single message from her parents.

Well, she expected that. Her parents never loved her. They always treated her like a burden even though she is the only child. They were never happy for achievements in her childhood. So she expected the same for the rest of the life. But once she became an actress and got money and fame. Her family started to show love and care that they never showed before. She felt strange and uncomfortable at beginning. But later she understood that they don't love her , but they want her money and fame. She felt disgust and she said them right across their faces that she never had them in her life before and don't want them anymore. So she didn't wanted to be treated like. So she cut her ties with them though she always sends them money, bought them a new house. But she don't want them in her life showing fake love.

So this a not a shocker that they didn't even cared to message her.

The shocker is the fact that Harry forgot her birthday. Not that she wanted him to do something extravagant and all. She just thought it would be a bit special if he remember and wished her. Harry had always been a wonderful boyfriend. Still is. Every single day. Every single minute. So expecting him to wish her is not her fault

But at the same time. She have to understand him. He is soo stressed with the album right now. That's all he is focused on now.

And also why would he remember? It's just birthday. He have lot more important things to do. An Album, a tour is coming up and many more things. So her birthday must be the last thing on his mind, right?

She don't want to cry but she is crying now. Maybe it's just a birthday rule that she have to cry atleast once on that day.

Hot tears running down her cheeks. Wishing that her parents loved her a bit more. Wishing that Harry remembered her birthday.

Finally what felt like an hour later she got from bed and went to take bath.She spent more time than usual. Pampering her self. Just laying in the tub.

After fourty five minutes she got out of the bathroom.

She went into the closet and picked some casual lingerie. And picked some loose baggy jeans and Harry's old t-shirt which is her favorite. Considering that she have no plans so she don't have to get all dressed. And atleast she will have a peice of him today.

She went down to the kitchen and made herself some smoothie for breakfast.

She sat down on the couch and decided to watch a movie or catch up with some shows since she have nothing to do.

Before she knows it it's past noon. She thought about calling Harry. She messaged him first to see if he is free.

To Harry: call me once your free

Within minutes her phone rang , and Harry's contact id popped up.

She answered it immediately.

"Hello."

"Hi , baby. What's up?"

"Nothing just wanted to talk." She said into the phone.

"Aww is my puppy is already missing me?" Harry said and she can see that shit eating grin with out even seeing it physically.

She started blushing. "Nope, not at all missing you. Im peacefully watching movies without you."

"Hey ! That's rude."

"Haha, fine I'm missing you. Just wanted to talk and see If you had lunch yet."

"No, not yet. But I will. Have you eaten yet?" He asked.

"No, actually not feeling hungry. I will later. How is the recording going on?"

He chuckled at the phone she can hear Jeff's voice from the other side saying something . "Yeah , it's actually going good. Making fun and goofing around now. But yeah we are making progress though." He said

She still is waiting for him to remember today. But that felt like being a bitch for some reason. Like those people who always seeks attention.

"Ok, baby I need to go. I call you later. Yeah?" Harry said

"Yeah OK,bye. love you." She said in a small voice.

"Bye baby, love you more. And eat something." With that he cut the call.

She just sat there in silence. She feels soo sad. Overwhelmed. Because a lot of people are wishing her. All strangers are being exited for her. But her own boyfriend don't even remember.

At the top of this her anxiety is not helping her. She is over thinking everything.

Does he really love her ? Or did he find her boring?

Sure there is nothing special about her. She is so little compared to Harry styles. She is new to industry, very young , not as popular and beautiful as his other Victoria secret models. She have many insecurities and now she even more feeling insecure.

But she don't want to think about them. Maybe Harry just forgot. It's not a big deal. Not at all. Maybe by the end of the day he will remember and will come back.

She stopped thinking about all of that and spent the rest of the day. She spent the day by reading all the messages, watching all the fan edits on social media and watching movies.

And time just flew by. Before she knew it's almost seven pm already.

Harry said he will make it for dinner. So she excited to see him. She took her phone and messaged him asking about dinner.

To Harry: hey ! Do you want me to start preparing dinner? Or you want to order in? At what time will you be back?

She waited few minutes for the reply.

From Harry: shit ! I'm sorry , puppy. Maybe I can't make it early today. We still have a lot to complete. I'll have something in the studio.

She felt her heart crack. This can't be happening. No.

To Harry: Oh. It's ok , fine.

From Harry: sorry , baby. :(

To Harry: it's fine, bubs. Just come home safe. Bye.

From Harry: bye baby, love you. Sorry again.

She kept her phone aside. This is not happening. The universe is plotting against her. Why ?

There is no use of waiting anymore so she just want to do something and just sleep.

She went into the kitchen. She want a cake. After all there is no birthday with out cake , even if your not celebrating.

But she don't want to bake a pity cake for herself. That's too much. And she even don't want to order one. And either way once when Harry comes back he will find out. She don't want that. He will feel bad and she don't want that too.

And then she remembered that they have some cupcakes that Harry brought yesterday.

She went and took the cupcakes box from the fridge. And for her luck there is only one cupcake left. One with white colour frosting and colourful sprinkles.

She bought a small candle and placed at the top of the cupcake and lit it.

She sang a pitiful birthday song for herself while tears rolling down her cheeks.

☆♡☆♡☆♡☆

Harry is going through the lyrics once again. Everyone are on break. This is the third break. And they are about to complete it for today. As Harry thought it is by far the toughest song.

As Harry is just reading again and again. He heard Jeff's voice.

"Harry , why didn't you tell me it's Y/n's birthday today?"

It's not Y/n's birthday. It's not today. He thought to himself.

"No , it's not today. It's on..."

Then it clicked. Something in his mind just went off.

Oh god, no no no. Not today

"What date is it today ?" Harry asked with a fear in his eyes.

"Umm. January 20."

No.no.no.no. NO FUCK! SHIT. It's not happening

"What ? You don't know its her birthday today? " Jeff asked in a shocked tone.

Harry just hung his head low and shook his head.

"How do you know ?" Harry asked Jeff.

"I just saw Y/n's instagram story. She wrote a thank you letter." Jeff handed Harry his phone.

Harry opened her story. It's just a simple paragraph with black background.

'Hello guys. Thank you soo much for all the love and wishes guys have sent me. I'm soo happy to see all the love you guys have given me. It's one of my best days and you guys made my day. And I'm sorry that I was not able to respond to all the wishes. I was busy , I'm sorry. And I wish to celebrate many more birthdays like this with you guys. Lots of love. <3'

Y/n. x

Harry felt like a moron after reading that.

'Busy' It's a lie. She was not Busy, she was just lonely the whole day alone waiting for him.

'Best day ' That's the biggest lie. Maybe this is her worst day ever. Because her boyfriend didn't even remember her birthday.

What kind of a boyfriend is he ?

He felt like an absolute idiot. They felt defeated. He officially is the worst person ever. He knew that her parents don't wish her anymore. He knew that he was only person that she wanted to spend with. She came to London for him. She don't know a lot of people.

He felt sick.

With sadness written all over his face, Harry returned the phone to Jeff.

"So, as per I understood today is Y/n's birthday. But you forgot. And you spent the whole day in the studio. When she is alone in your house. And top of that you didn't even wish her." Jeff said , which actually didn't make Harry's condition better.

He just nodded.

"One a scale from one to I'm the world's worst boyfriend, how much do you think I fucked up ?" Harry asked Jeff.

"I don't know, man. But I'm pretty sure that you just fucked up , big time."

Harry just buried his face in his hands.

"I didn't do it intentionally. I obviously know, but I was a bit behind days with all this album and all. I thought it's still a week later. I even planned a bit for it. But...."

"I know, this album is making you so stressed. And I also know that Y/n will understand it. She is not like every one else. She will get it. "

Obviously she will understand. His Y/n always understands.

"She didn't even bring it up once today. Nothing seemed off. She didn't even sounded mad earlier. She could have just reminded me. GOD. I feel like an idiot. "

"Why does she have to remind you ? As a boyfriend it's your duty to remember, it's not her duty to remind you. And also it's not like that she is gonna come near you and be like.' Hey, Harry it's my birthday today. Wish me and give me gifts.' You have to remember."

Harry just groaned. He is so damn angry at himself.

"You better start now and go. Before the days ended. Make up for her. Take a day off tomorrow. We will manage later. Just take care of her. And tell her my wishes. "

That's what Harry heard before he is running around the studio and collecting his stuff. He said bye to everyone and quickly hoped into the car.

He is driving soo fast. It's already nine pm. He have to be fast. As soon as possible.

He don't even know whether y/n is going to forgive him or not. But he will apologise until she did.

He heart is beating so fast. What if she don't want him anymore? What if she leaves him.

He shook his head to remove those thoughts.

After thirty minutes he reached home.

He stood at the front door for a minute gathering his courage.

He opened the door and met with familiar smell , her smell. The smell he always crave for.

He made his way to the living room, he heard the TV playing. And he saw her.

She was sleep on the couch. The TV was running in the background playing some reality show. She fell asleep while watching TV.

Did she eat ? He thought to himself.

He walk infront of the couch. And he kneeled in front of her.

She looked beautiful. As always. She looked like angel. With her eyes lashes falling on her cheeks. Her chest rising up and down by breathing. A few strands of hair falling on her face, she looked breath taking.

He slowly brought his hand to push a strand of hair behind her ear. He slowly ran his thumb over her cheek.

She slowly shifted in her sleep. And she opened her eyes.

She blinked her eyes a few times to get rid of the sleep.

Then she smiled at him. Smiled.

He was expecting her to be angry and push him away. But she didn't.

She slowly bought his thumb to her lips. And gave it a gentle kiss.

Now Harry is really beating up himself. How could he do that for her. She is literally an angle.

She slowly sat straight on the couch.

"Your back. Sorry, fell asleep. Felt little bit tired."

She stood up from couch. So did he.

"Did you eat anything? You said you'll have dinner. Or do you want me to make something ?" She asked very casually.

He just stood there and looked at her.

"I'll get some water for you." She said with a smile. And turned to get some water for him.

But he grabed her arm and turned her back to face him. And he took two steps and stood directly infront of her.

She looked up at him with confusion. And asked him what happened with her eyes.

He just shook his head and hugged her. He buried his face into her neck. And he inhaled her sent.

On the other side Y/n is in utter confusion. What happened to him? Did anything happened at the studio ?

She brought her hands to his back and hugged him tightly. She lifted one hand to his head and ran her fingers in his hair.

"What happened, bubs ? " She asked few moments later.

"I'm sorry , baby. I'm sorry so much." He wishpered into her neck.

And then she understood. He remembered now. But she didn't want to jump into the conclusion. So she asked him.

"Sorry for what, Harry?"

He removed his face from her neck and stood straight. He looked into her eyes. There is no anger. Just sadness.

"I forgot your birthday."

"That you did." She just said as if it's nothing.

"I'm sorry baby. I didn't mean to."

"It's fine , Harry." She just smiled at him .

"No it's not. I'm supposed to be the first one to wish you. Im supposed to be there with you and celebrate."

"No, it's fine. I don't-"

"No, stop doing that. It's not fine. I'm your boyfriend. I'm supposed to be there for you and celebrate . Not to leave you in an empty house. I fucked up. I'm sorry."

"Harry, it's fine. Really. You forgot. Yes, but it's ok. Atleast you remembered now. And I know you are soo busy and you have a lot on your plate now. I can understand. I always will. My birthday will come again next year we can do it again. "

He is melting at her words. Damn sure he didn't deserve her. He don't. He forgot her birthday and her she is assuring him that he it's fine. She is an angel.

"But -"

She placed her hand on his mouth to stop him.

"No buts. I'm sad yes. I was alone all day. But it's ok. It's ok until I know that you will come back home to me. That's all I want. And also your work is important. So I understand. "

"Nothing is more important to me more than you." He said.

She smiled "I love you. And nothing is more than you for me too."

Then he kissed her. The kiss is slow and sensual. Passionate. His lips are so soft around hers. Their lips fit perfectly like pieces of puzzle. It's an amazing feeling and Y/n is already feeling light headed. When he licked slowly at her bottom lip she opened her mouth and his tongue met hers.

They both are moaning into the kiss. It's a euphoric feeling.

Harry parted his lips from her and connected his forehead to hers.

"Happy birthday, my love." He said while looking into her eyes.

She just smile and gave him another kiss on lips.

"Will you let me make it up for you now ?" He asked in a low voice.

She just nodded with a grin on her face.

"I'm going to make it up to you darling. A lot. All night. All day, tomorrow. I'm not leaving until tomorrow night."

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Guide: ** - Smut & ^ - Angst

Preacher’s Daughter ** , Part II ** - Y/N is the preacher’s daughter and Harry isn’t exactly an angel.

Be My Mistake ** ^, Part II ^ - Y/N is the other woman & Harry lets her take all the blame.

The MET ** - Harry wants Y/N to know just how much she means to him.

CEO Harry ^** - Harry hires Y/N and as it turns out, she's everything he's ever wanted.

Guardian Angel**^ - Y/N is Harry’s guardian angel.

Roomies^** - When Harry’s living arrangement falls through Y/N lets him live with her...she’s kinda growing tired of him. But the more they get to know each other the more she wants him to stay around.

Golden Trunks** - “So in response to what you whispered in my ear, I’ll be upfront. Sometimes, I fantasize about you too.” Inspired by Golden Trunks by Arctic Monkeys

The Calm Story - Harry’s colab with Calm elicits an unexpected reaction from his friend, Y/N.

A Keeper** - Y/N and Harry are seeing each other for the first time since the pandemic and he has a full-grown mustache.

Falling ^ - Harry falls in love with someone else and leaves  Y/N.

No Coincidence** - Y/N & Harry happen to vacation in Italy at the same time and it seems that one way or another, their paths were meant to cross.

Cupid Harry - A cute and fluffy oneshot about Eros (cupid) falling in love with a human girl.  BLURB** for Harryween 2020

Strawberry Fields Forever** - In which Harry’s had a BAD day and ends up where he feels the happiest, which is at his best friend’s house (Non-famous AU).

Sometime Around Midnight^ , Part II ^**- Harry & Y/N have been broken up and run into each other at a bar. Y/N seems to be over it, but truthfully, Harry is more in love with her now.

A Perfect Christmas - Harry and Y/N are coworkers and he can’t go home for the holidays. Y/N’s family believes she is dating someone, so she hesitantly invites Harry to spend the next few days with her family. + A Perfect Start** - NYE Blurb.

Overheard** - Y/N & Harry are friends and there’s always been some tension.+ Happy Birthday** - Y/N wants to wish Harry a happy birthday

Come So Far^ - Y/N and Harry try to piece their lives together after he cheats on her.

Flash Warning**- Y/N sees a trend on TikTok and needs to try it on Harry.

Knowing Me, Knowing You^ - Where Y/N realizes that she needs to make a tough decision.

Don’t Forget ^** - Y/N is dealing with the stresses of life all while trying to navigate past her break up with Harry. However, after a drunken night out she finds herself in front of Harry’s home.

Twin Souls^ - (TW: some physical abuse) A period piece. Harry has just sailed back to England from America and Y/N has just returned from university, both just in time for the debutante season. Where this time around, they were expected to find their lifelong partner. Part 2^** (TW: some physical abuse) 

The Electric Ballroom** - Seeing Harry rapping with Stormzy does things to Y/N.

Somebody Else^ - Y/N moves on and Harry isn’t taking it all that well.

Baby Fever** - The one where Harry has baby fever and he can’t wait to start a family with Y/N.

Starry-eyed ** - Harry & Y/N are friends with benefits and he’s been thinking about going down on her all day.

The Nearness of You - A short fluffy pice that was an anon request inspired by the DWD trailer back in May.

Keep Driving , Part II^** + this blurb^ -  Harry & Y/N meet on the celebrity dating app Raya in the middle of the pandemic and start getting to know each other better.

Unavailable** - Y/N has a very specific preference for unavailable/inappropriate people and Harry is her therapist who is supposed to help her work through this.

Wasted Time^ - Harry has a girlfriend after telling Y/N he's not ready for a relationship.

Night XV - After 15 consecutive shows at MSG Harry's girlfriend tells him how proud of him she is.

The Divorce - After several years of marriage and two children Y/N’s worried that Harry’s not been himself. Then, Y/N sees something she clearly wasn’t supposed to.

One Week - Harry & Y/N  are exes who haven’t seen each other or spoken in years. Now, they both happen to go on a weeklong holiday for Nick’s birthday.

Fine Line - Harry and Y/N are best friends who are in love with each other. When they discover each other’s feelings will it be too late?

Wolves - Harry is a werewolf and Y/N seems to be an inconvenience he can’t get rid of.

Threat of Joy - Harry has a big crush on the hair & makeup girl from the Don’t Worry Darling set. The only problem is that she has a boyfriend.

Roxy's Record Store - Harry and Y/N don’t get along despite their tight knit friend group. Amidst the fights and make-ups some lines get blurred and they just need to figure out what they want and where they stand.

The Assistant - Y/N gets hired as Harry’s assistant and as much as they don’t want to be some romance novel trope, it’s kind of hard to not fall for each other when they just get along so well.

Meet Me in the Hallway (complete)- Lucy and Harry are soulmates, but something seems to always be in the way. However, they’re both willing to wait for each other and they’re both willing to make it better.

Compromised (complete)- Harry is involved in a branch of the European mafia called the B.F. Clan. Y/N is an American spy who has been trying to dismantle them for years. Her objective now, get close to Harry and burn it all through him.

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Harry leaves Y/N for someone else. 

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Just a Little Bit of Your Heart | h.s.

summary: you and harry met in 2013 when he wrote a song for your album. since then you’ve grown close and recently got married. you guys have never performed the song together…until now.

a/n: this came to me after his first performance and i couldn’t get it out of my head

warnings: cringey cuteness

word count: 2.44k

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You sat on a stool inside the recording booth, exercising your voice and testing out the equipment. You sang a couple of ranges and moved the microphone around until it was in your face. You watched your manager rush in, a big smile on her face. You smiled nervously at her antics since she was always composed and professional. “What’s with you?” You asked as you took off the headphones from your head and walked out of the booth. 

“It’s been so hard to keep this from you, but I have been in talks with someone who wanted to work with you and he’s written a song for you. He’s on his way up to show you the demo.” Your manager, Sofia, does a little dance behind Lily, who was your sound producer for this album. 

“Who?” You chuckled, looking over at Lily, who just shrugs at you.

Sofia giggles as she plops down on a sofa that’s tucked into a corner of the studio. “You won’t believe me. He’s very famous right now and gorgeous.” 

Your eyes widen at her choice of words. “You, Sofia, find a man attractive?”

She playfully rolls her eyes. “I’m gay not blind.” 

Both you and Lily start to laugh but it's shortened by a knock. Sofia jumps off the couch, “Come in, Harry!”

Your eyebrows furrow, that name sounds familiar, you thought. 

And you would be right, because the door diligently opens to present a tall man, tattoos on display on his golden skin, and his brown hair styled to look messy. He wore a plaid shirt that had the first couple of buttons open, showing off his multiple necklaces and more tattoos. 

Harry Styles. 

You’ve only seen him in passing at award shows, since you can’t get close enough to mutter an introduction. Sofia was right, he’s very popular. He was in the biggest boyband in the world, and he wanted to work with you?

“(Y/N), pleasure to meet you. I’m Harry.” He stood before you, his green eyes piercing into yours, a hand adorned with rings staying between you two. 

You gave him a tight lipped smile and took his hand, shaking it firmly to hide your stress over the situation. “It’s nice to meet you too, Harry. I’ll be honest, I didn’t know you were coming until thirty seconds ago.” 

He laughs and looks over at Sofia. “Yes, well I had asked Sofia to keep it a secret.” He chuckled nervously, his dimples indenting his cheeks. “Thought it would be fun.” He fully smiled down at you. 

He introduces himself to Lily, who was a little starstruck. Before you knew it, he got to work. Pulling out his phone from his back pocket and going into detail about his song. 

Just a little bit of your heart. 

+++

 That was almost ten years ago. After that day, he came by for every recording session, and not just for the song. But for the entire album. Outside of your family, he was the first person you showed the album to, and it was then you realized how important you were to each other. 

You hung out more after that, mainly as friends at first. But it soon turned into more. Harry kissed you at your release party, when he had pulled you away from the bustling crowd to give you a gift. You did your best to keep your relationship a secret, but it became harder as you both acclaimed more fame. 

Around the time he became a solo artist, you both decided that you didn’t care. You guys would go on dates and kiss in public, and everyone ate it up. You would talk about each other in interviews, and you guys would even do some together. His favorite thing to do is talk about you.

It was during lockdown that he had proposed to you. It was late at night (it was barely 10PM, but that was late for you guys) and you were lounging around in your shared living room. You guys were sitting silently when he jumped off the couch, startling you. 

“I’ll be right back.” He mumbled before he ran off to go upstairs, nearly tripping as he took two steps at a time. 

You could hear him shuffling around, his feet loudly stepping as he looked around for whatever he wanted. You hear him running back down the stairs, your smile softening as his hair bounced with every step he took. 

Before you knew it he sat back next to you and took your hand, smiling nervously at you. He opens a velvet box to show a beautiful diamond ring. “I have been meaning to do this for a long time.” He spoke softly, his voice breaking. Tears flooded his eyes. His painted fingers rubbed the skin of your hand delicately as he sniffled before he spoke up again. “I’ve known you for a long time and I have been in awe of you. I’ve spent every day for the past nine years with you, and I want to spend my life with you. Will you marry me?”

You chuckled through tears, your smile just as bright as his when you nodded. 

You got married in May of 2021 in an intimate ceremony with your closest families and friends.

And the rest was history. 

Here you were now in LA, two weeks before his Coachella performance. He was making his rounds on radio shows to promote his new song As It Was and his upcoming album Harry’s House. He sat in the dining room, playing around with the computer as he got ready for another interview. 

“Baby!” He whispered harshly. 

You turned around from making your coffee, seeing him looking at you in distress. You walked over to him, resting your hand on his back. “What?” 

“I can’t hear anything.” He looked at the screen nervously, seeing the interview laughing. 

You leaned down to look at the screen better, lighting smiling at the interviewer who waved but you couldn’t hear. “Computer…audio.” You pressed a couple buttons before turning towards Harry who was already looking at you. “Does it work now?” You asked him, looking over at the earphones in his ears. 

He nods and mouths a thank you before he kisses your arm. You kiss his head and walk back to your coffee. 

“Oh,” He chuckles. “Yes, that was the missus.” He looked over at you for a second. “After so long, you’d think I would get this zoom stuff down by now.” He giggled. 

It’s silent for a little longer. “It’s good, married life isn’t as different as I thought, but it's better if that makes sense.” He smiles as he talks, his eyes shifting towards you for a split second.  

You smiled into your mug, turning around to wave at him behind the computer before walking out, sending him a small wink. 

+++ 

Harry had been sitting in the same spot all morning, busy with interviews and meetings about his upcoming performance at Coachella. 

He had told you a couple of nights ago that he was going to have Shania Twain perform with him the first night, and you could tell by his little smile that he was excited but nervous. 

He had just gotten off the phone with her and Jeff when he called for you. You stayed put on the couch, your feet tucked under your bent legs. Your fingers played with the ends of the page of your book, your nail picking at the corner as you waited for him to find you. 

He appears a second later by the hallway, and a smile spreads on his face when he locks eyes with you. You smiled back at him as he made his way to you, a boyish smile playing on his lips. You bookmarked your page and placed your book on the coffee table in front of you as he jumped next to you, a giggle leaving his lips. His arms wrap around your middle and bring you to sit on his lap, your hands rest on his shoulders to steady yourself. 

“How’d it go?” You asked softly, your gaze shifting between his emerald eyes and his rose lips. 

His finger played with the frayed string from your shirt when he leaned in to kiss the corner of your lips. “Really good actually. I’m really excited.” His hands had moved to the inside of your shirt, his warm hands rubbing up the curve of your back. He kisses your clothed shoulder. “I actually wanted to talk to you about something.” His eyes stayed away from yours, showing just how nervous he was about what he wanted to bring up.

Your hands moved from his shoulders up the expanse of his neck and into his hair, taking off the clip on top of his head and ruffling his hair, giving him a middle part in his hair. 

“What if…in the second show, you come on stage with me? We could sing just a little bit of your heart.”

Your hands stilled in his locks and you looked at him with widened eyes, shocked at his sudden interest to perform together. In all the years you’ve known each other and your relationship has grown, he had never mentioned wanting to perform together, even when fans urged for it. You both have sung it separately, and you would be lying if you said you never thought about it, if you never hoped for it.  

“You wanna sing with me?” You asked, your smile growing, as well as his. 

“Of course I do, I feel like it’s the right time.” His dull fingertips scratch at your hips. “So is that a yes?” 

You answer him with a kiss. 

+++

April 22, 2022

You watched from backstage as Harry and the band finished a song, your hand wrapped around a wireless microphone, your in-ears tucked into your ears as you waited for Harry to introduce you. 

The band calmed down and got ready for the next song, a stagehand giving Harry an acoustic guitar to swing around his neck. Harry stands in front of his mic stand, his guitar pick in between his teeth as he runs his hands through his hair. 

He clears his throat. “This next song, I haven’t performed in a long time. Um, as many of you know, or maybe not. I wrote this song and gave it away-” He’s interrupted with screams. “I gave it away to a wonderful, talented singer. She’s a very indie artist, I don’t know if you know.”

You chuckle as his little joke, your foot tapping nervously. 

“Who knew that down the line, she would become my wife.” Everyone awes and screams. “Please help me welcome my beautiful wife, (Y/N) Styles!” The crowd gets louder as you walk out, your eyes adjusting to the change of brightness. You stand next to your husband and take his hand he held out. He kisses the ring on your finger that he gave you, making you blush. You wave to the crowd as stagehands bring you and Harry stools to sit on. Harry keeps a hold of you as you sit up. He adjusts himself on his seat and rests his guitar on his lap. He looks over at you, giving you a small nod with his eyebrows raised. 

“This is just a little bit of your heart.” 

The crowd claps and cheers as Ny Oh plays the piano behind you, a metronome and countdown playing in your ears before the backtrack starts. 

You sing the first verse, your eyes shut as you feel the music and lyrics. You both sing the chorus and then he sings the second chorus, your voice vocalizing behind him. 

When it comes to the bridge, you both sing, taking turns at singing each line. 

You inhale deeply, your eyes slightly opening to meet Harry’s as you get ready for your high note.He sends you a wink as he continues to strum his guitar. 

As you belt out, you realize that you can’t hear his voice in your ears but you don’t think much of it since you start to hear again a few seconds later, just before the song ends. 

You open your eyes fully to turn to the crowd and then to your husband, who had since stopped playing his instrument. He takes his microphone off the stand and takes your hand in his other one as you sing the last words together, the band behind you closing out the notes. 

The large audience erupts in screams, making you smile. You start to stand off your stool, your hand still in his as he yells “Give it up, for (Y/N) Styles!” 

You squeeze his hand and smile up at him, your eyes squinting at the changes in light. 

Before you walk off stage, you wave off into the crowd just before Harry pulls you into a hug and kisses your head then playfully shoves you. “Alright, my turn to shine now.” 

You shake your head and chuckle at him, secretly blowing him a kiss before walking off stage. But not before you give excited waves to the band before they continue on with the show. 

+++

It’s a couple of days after the show and you guys are back into hiding, staying in the comfort of your home before it all gets chaotic again, since his album is set to release in about a month. 

You’re bundled up on the couch, a fluffy blanket covering you up just below your ears as you scroll on TikTok; your latest obsession. 

You come across a video from your Coachella performance, both you and Harry sitting up on stage with a mic against your faces. You notice how Harry looked at you the entire time, his eyes trained on you as you sang your verse and the chorus. The video captures the moment between the two of you before your high note, your cheeks lightly heating from the memory of the wink. Even after so many years together, heh can still make you nervous. 

This video gives you the answer as to why you couldn’t hear his voice. He had completely stopped singing, had halted his fingers on the strings of his guitar as he admired you, a smile splitting his face. You see the moment he realizes he stopped performing all together, and as he starts up again his eyes never leave you. 

You can’t resist as you look at the comments, your face heating up at every lovely post. One pinned comment catches your eye. 

harrystyles: She has every bit of my heart. 

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Angst Masterlist

this is my favourite thing to read so i’m going to recommend my favourite angst one shots/blurbs below;

If I Could Fly - y/n wants harry to come home

Green’s Her Favourite - y/n is suffering the loss of her mother

Why Would You Keep Something Like This From Me? - y/n is suffering with harassment at work

And I Can’t Give That To You - harry suffers from seasonal depression

Untitled - y/n gets upset because she doesn’t want harry to go on tour

Harry’s Stylist Right? - y/n is harry’s personal stylist

You Can’t Have Both Of Us - harry is made to choose between y/n and his girlfriend

Bad Mothers Raise Sad Children - harry questions with y/n is such a bad mother

Go Home - harry is jet lagged and you get humiliated

Double Edged Sword - harry is a mafia leader and he doesn’t come home on time

Nose Kisses - you and harry have nose kisses after a fight

Thank God For Sewing Needles - harry is a prince and you are his seamstress

A Fathers Duty - harry is a superhero to his little girl

I’ve Got You - you get sick on tour but it’s worse than you think it is

Why Aren’t You Calling Me Baby? - harry acts different to you when he’s in la

Drivers License - based off the song by olivia rodrigo

My Muse - y/n is insecure over the release of fine line

We’ll Be Alright - y/n and harry have a fight before he goes on stage

Jealousy, Jealousy - harry gets jealous of y/ns classmates

Merry Fucking Christmas - y/n gets drunk at christmas because harry’s with his girlfriend

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Seatbelt

A fight between Harry and Y/N has driven them apart, but when they’re called to complete another hit, an unforeseen conflict forces them to work together again. (or hitman!h part four)

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HARRY STYLES FIC RECS 1!

A collection of all of my favourite Harry Styles fics! Theres definitely waaay more that I want to fit in here so I’ll probably do a part two, (and might do one for Eddie Munson too!!)

Fluff:

Pulling A TikTok Prank On Harry @pancakes4two

Types Of Kisses You’d Share With Harry @harrysfolklore

Brand New Puppy @moonchildstyles

You, Me And The Coin Trick @astranva

Harry Can’t Sleep Without You @stylesharrys

Italian Hearts @finelinevogue

H Overhears Y/N Giving Advice II @and-im-okay-with-it

TikTok Duets @astranva

Crying In Love @satanhalsey

Needy @shroombloomm

Smut:

Slow, Sloppy Sex @for-fucks-sake-h

Tank Top Masterlist @shroombloomm

Harry Is A Pornstar And Y/N’s New @jawllines

Talking Filthy @jarofstyles

Subrry Falls Deep Into Subspace @missluckycharms

And They Were Roommates @atlafan

Blowie While Deep In Subspace @harryforvogue

Harry Takes Care Of Y/N @harrywritingsbyme

Finds Out She Can Squirt @harryistheonlyoneforme

Hidden Videos @stylesharrys

Angst:

Drive Me Wild @harry-writings

I Never Meant To Make You Cry @ohsweetkiwi

Love Me, Please? @finelinevogue

Vegan Cupcakes @stylesberries

Delicate @gucciharrywritings

Loss @bfharry

Winter Flakes @oghoneytryst

I’ll Be Home For Christmas @tokyoharry

One Very Big Mistake @avatar-anna

She Can’t Finish And They Fight II @antiodote

Series:

Love Island Universe @finelinevogue

Since Forever Universe @satanhalsey

Babysitter @harrysfolklore

ErodasFishTacos’ Entire Masterlist @erodasfishtacos

My Shy Little Boy @all-my-love-for-harry

BBF (Brother’s Best Friend) @helladirections

Since 2010 @watermelonsugacry

Level Up @jarofstyles

Online @missluckycharms

Swiftie!Y/N @harrysfolklore

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𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙢𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨

✘ 42 hours part 2 by @sunflowervolvimp3

✘ the view from both sides of the mirror by @vadersdarths

✘ here's to us by @vadersdarths

✘ similar tastes part 2 by @finestoflines

✘ little border town part 2 part 3 by @finestoflines

✘ you make me so angry sometimes by @finestoflines

✘ traditions by @hsogolden

✘ under the amber light by @starsstruck

✘ diplomacy by @nationalharryleague

✘ steal your heart by @havethetimeofyourstyles

✘ quid pro quo by @talesofstyles

✘ y/n and harry hate each other, until they don't by @hazzastitties

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my stories

so I remodeled this list and now the stories close to the top are my newer and better ones while the ones further towards the bottom are my older stories - feel free to read as you like, the order is quite messed up to be honest. I hope you enjoy them anyway.

the vanishing of us

they didn’t realize their relationship isn’t what it was

dancing with a stranger

she tries to find a distraction in somebody else after he has, too.

dancing with a stranger - pt2

he can’t fathom how he feels without her.

a hint of yoghurt

she’s reluctant to forgive him for forgetting about her while he was spending time with an ex.

moments after

intimacy

spoken in whispers

a quiet moment together.

our bruised souls

he does something he didn’t thought himself capable of.

warm affection

there’s nothing like being in love with each other

salted wounds

Harry is hurt and in need of a good friend, which she is.

salted wounds - pt2

H misunderstood something she said, but they might be okay.

she might be right

she might just be the girl for him, he might just be the guy for her, and it seems as though his mother knows that, too.

unwelcome hands

they meet when she is stuck in an uncomfortable situation.

your mouth and mine

H and the girl spend some lovely moments kissing each other.

not quite honest

he’s with her now, after he hadn’t intended to be.

unscripted - part1 

how to feel when the man of your heart is talking about one night stands.

unscripted - part2

how to feel when the man of your heart might have had a one night stand.

in need for more

she wants to stay after sex.

a good guy

he receives a very unwelcome call at night.

smelly pillows

H smells a familiar perfume on her pillow.

lovers.

all that’s important is being there.

not much of a surprise

she has something to tell him.

afraid of march

when one month can scare two people.

golden slumbers

life isn’t fair.

won her over

he wins her over.

cheese toasties

when she wakes up, H isn’t there.

absolutely infatuated

H loves taking pictures of her.

crossroads

He betrays his wife.

favorite means first

H doesn’t know how to feel when she mentions somebody else.

committed to you

they reassure each other.

screaming contest in schweizerdeutsch

H forgets she’s bilingual.

drops and cheeks

she panics and he didn’t expect it.

not together together

they’re not a couple, but kinda act like one.

woman.

she wants him to say it.

everything for you.

she makes his home a home.

overstepping a line.

he is kissed without consent.

behind closed doors

they’re together, but only when the door is shut.

locked doors and broken hearts

they argue, they try to make up.

tangled up 

how are you supposed to feel when H seems to not be serious. - first story with no specific gender for the main lead.

common ground

when there is love, there is a common ground.

ahead is my older stuff. not saying it’s bad. it’s just old. (er).

Teardrops and a Mug of Tea

You’re Harry’s rebound.

Regrets and a happy Smile - ( kind of a Part2 to Teardrops and a Mug of Tea )

Harry’s heart hurts when he realized how big of a mistake leaving Y/N was.

Need for Breath and finding Each Other - ( kind of a Part3 to Teardrops and a Mug of Tea )

… Cheating Series:

He has Someone Else

Harry’s girlfriend is confronted with the knowledge that he’s cheating on her and has no choice but to deal with the consequences.

He’s with Me - (kind of a Part2 to He has Someone Else)

Harry cheated on his girlfriend and now has to deal with her having left him for it.

How could I be sure? - ( kind of a Part3 to He has Someone Else )

Harry cheated on his girlfriend but finds it hard to let her go.

…

This could be Our Thing

Harry and his lovely girlfriend decide to have a little bake competition

Don’t want You to Hate Me

When Y/N awakes in a hospital, she has no idea what could have possibly happened to her and that Harry thinks telling her would make her hate him, doesn’t exactly help either.

Enchanted by Her

Harry simply cannot look away when he sees her whispering along to Pink Floyd.

You Never Disappoint

Inexperienced Y/N wants Harry to finally introduce her to a more intimate level of their relationship.

A Little Bit of Jealousy

Hardly anything upsets Y/N as much as when her Harry is being hit on.

Ordinary Things

Harry can’t make time for simple things.

No

Harry wants to have sex and Y/N… doesn’t.

Party Monster

Harry is left with taking care of his ex girlfriend, Y/N, after she’d had a drink that was a little too heavy.

You’re My Favorite

What to get to the man who has everything?

Unwanted Attention

Harry has this one friend who loves hitting on Y/N.

Search for Loneliness

Harry breaks Y/N’s heart.

Search for Loneliness - Part2

Harry broke Y/N’s heart but how come he misses her now?

Needing Comfort

Harry and Y/N have been fighting for days. On day four, Y/N starts to cry.

Sick of Losing You

Harry and Y/N lost each other when he found someone else.

Look at Me

Y/N can’t understand why H never looks at her.

No Need to Worry

H is grumpy and jealous but Y/N knows how to cheer him up.

Still in Love

H and Y/N used to have a bond until they cut each other out of their lives.

Words Aint Enough

Y/N never asked him to commit himself to her, but when Harry flirts with someone else it breaks her heart.

Only You

Y/N cries over having seen Harry kiss someone else and he tries his best to comfort his friend.

Driving Lessons

Harry is convinced he has to teach Y/N how to drive.

No more Crying

It’s after an argument that Y/N realizes she cannot take it anymore.

What We once were

Y/N is in love with Harry and doesn’t understand why he cuts her off.

A Tenderness They don’t Understand

Harry and Y/N are utterly in love with each other.

Why are You like this?

Y/N feels overwhelmed and doesn’t know how to let her Harry know.

Ambiguous Love

Jealous Harry rather leads Y/N on than sharing her with somebody else.

Cold on Your Fingertips

Y/N can’t feel her heart beat anymore.

Warmth on Their Fingertips ( Part2 to ‘Cold on Your Fingertips. )

H tries to win Y/N over.

Guess He’s really into Her, Mate

Harry really likes Y/N and is surprised when his friend is less supportive.

Reminder

Harry doesn’t hesitate to reassure Y/N of his loyalty to her.

Reversed Roles

H and her have lost their minds.

Pretty Close

H is pretty damn sure that Y/N is in love with him.

I’m happy for You

Dinner is really hard to enjoy when Y/N notices her ex, Harry, is on a date.

Drunk & in Love

Drunk Y/N can get very, very, smitten with Harry.

…

Christmas Harry - my blogmas Masterlist.

a collection of festive themed stories.

…

Choosing the wrong Priorities Part 1

Harry is urged to get back into the spotlight by staging a make out session with Kendall Jenner. His girlfriend isn’t too happy about that.

Choosing the wrong Priorities Part 2

Follow up to Choosing the wrong priorities part 1.

Choosing the wrong priorities part 3

Follow up to Choosing the wrong priorities part 2.

It never faded

You and Harry had a messy break up and after suffering a terrible heartache you’re ready to move on. That’s until he shows up at your door in the middle of the night.

Overhearing a confession

This is a One Shot about Harry being your best friend and falling asleep on top of you. Unfortunately, that’s the exact time your friend decides to talk about how obvious it is that you have feelings for each other.

A Difference between Like and Love

Harry and you are best friends stuck in the awkward transition between being friends and lovers.

On a scale from one to ten

Harry is caught up in his job and his girlfriend is fed up with it so they make a deal to put away their phones for the weekend and to spend some quality time together.

Admitting it

You’re Harry’s best friend who happens to be hopelessly in love with him. He doesn’t know, though and is dating Kendall Jenner. Until he shows up at your door.

A threatening Kiss

You and Harry are arguing after pictures of him making out with a girl are published online. He claims he’s innocent, but fed up and hurt you make him sleep at a hotel for the night.

A half full Coffee Mug

Requested AU imagine; In this one shot, Y/N is CEO Harry’s new assistant, whom he really likes to poke fun at. That is, until one evening on which Y/N has finally had enough.

From Friendship to more

Harry and Y/N are close friends and have a rather serious conversation at a mutual friend’s party.

You gave up on us

This is a one shot about Harry and his girlfriend talking and crying about how their relationship has developed and changed.

You gave up on us - Part 2

Follow up to ‘You gave up on us’ part one.

Settled Down

Harry entrusts Y/N with the first draft of the ‘Another Man’ article, in which he happens to talk about her as well.

Anger

Y/N loves Harry to pieces, however, not when he switches from being the nicest man to the complete opposite whenever he’s angry.

New Love

Harry is quite new at dating and though unsure how to behave around her, he knows he’s already in love.

A Duet sung by Himself

Harry takes his time for many people, however, not for his girlfriend.

A Duet sung by Himself - Part 2

Follow up to ‘A Duet sung by Himself’.

Ex-Girlfriend Troubles

Harry and Y/N’s Skype call is interrupted by no one other than his ex, Kendall Jenner.

There’s an Intruder in her Home

When Harry enters his girlfriend’s apartment, he’s quick to discover she has an uninvited guest.

The Styles Christmas Celebrations Routine

Harry and Y/N are a newly wed couple and disagree on when it’s time to open the christmas presents.

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my stories

so I remodeled this list and now the stories close to the top are my newer and better ones while the ones further towards the bottom are my older stories - feel free to read as you like, the order is quite messed up to be honest. I hope you enjoy them anyway.

the vanishing of us

they didn’t realize their relationship isn’t what it was

dancing with a stranger

she tries to find a distraction in somebody else after he has, too.

dancing with a stranger - pt2

he can’t fathom how he feels without her.

a hint of yoghurt

she’s reluctant to forgive him for forgetting about her while he was spending time with an ex.

moments after

intimacy

spoken in whispers

a quiet moment together.

our bruised souls

he does something he didn’t thought himself capable of.

warm affection

there’s nothing like being in love with each other

salted wounds

Harry is hurt and in need of a good friend, which she is.

salted wounds - pt2

H misunderstood something she said, but they might be okay.

she might be right

she might just be the girl for him, he might just be the guy for her, and it seems as though his mother knows that, too.

unwelcome hands

they meet when she is stuck in an uncomfortable situation.

your mouth and mine

H and the girl spend some lovely moments kissing each other.

not quite honest

he’s with her now, after he hadn’t intended to be.

unscripted - part1 

how to feel when the man of your heart is talking about one night stands.

unscripted - part2

how to feel when the man of your heart might have had a one night stand.

in need for more

she wants to stay after sex.

a good guy

he receives a very unwelcome call at night.

smelly pillows

H smells a familiar perfume on her pillow.

lovers.

all that’s important is being there.

not much of a surprise

she has something to tell him.

afraid of march

when one month can scare two people.

golden slumbers

life isn’t fair.

won her over

he wins her over.

cheese toasties

when she wakes up, H isn’t there.

absolutely infatuated

H loves taking pictures of her.

crossroads

He betrays his wife.

favorite means first

H doesn’t know how to feel when she mentions somebody else.

committed to you

they reassure each other.

screaming contest in schweizerdeutsch

H forgets she’s bilingual.

drops and cheeks

she panics and he didn’t expect it.

not together together

they’re not a couple, but kinda act like one.

woman.

she wants him to say it.

everything for you.

she makes his home a home.

overstepping a line.

he is kissed without consent.

behind closed doors

they’re together, but only when the door is shut.

locked doors and broken hearts

they argue, they try to make up.

tangled up 

how are you supposed to feel when H seems to not be serious. - first story with no specific gender for the main lead.

common ground

when there is love, there is a common ground.

ahead is my older stuff. not saying it’s bad. it’s just old. (er).

Teardrops and a Mug of Tea

You’re Harry’s rebound.

Regrets and a happy Smile - ( kind of a Part2 to Teardrops and a Mug of Tea )

Harry’s heart hurts when he realized how big of a mistake leaving Y/N was.

Need for Breath and finding Each Other - ( kind of a Part3 to Teardrops and a Mug of Tea )

… Cheating Series:

He has Someone Else

Harry’s girlfriend is confronted with the knowledge that he’s cheating on her and has no choice but to deal with the consequences.

He’s with Me - (kind of a Part2 to He has Someone Else)

Harry cheated on his girlfriend and now has to deal with her having left him for it.

How could I be sure? - ( kind of a Part3 to He has Someone Else )

Harry cheated on his girlfriend but finds it hard to let her go.

…

This could be Our Thing

Harry and his lovely girlfriend decide to have a little bake competition

Don’t want You to Hate Me

When Y/N awakes in a hospital, she has no idea what could have possibly happened to her and that Harry thinks telling her would make her hate him, doesn’t exactly help either.

Enchanted by Her

Harry simply cannot look away when he sees her whispering along to Pink Floyd.

You Never Disappoint

Inexperienced Y/N wants Harry to finally introduce her to a more intimate level of their relationship.

A Little Bit of Jealousy

Hardly anything upsets Y/N as much as when her Harry is being hit on.

Ordinary Things

Harry can’t make time for simple things.

No

Harry wants to have sex and Y/N… doesn’t.

Party Monster

Harry is left with taking care of his ex girlfriend, Y/N, after she’d had a drink that was a little too heavy.

You’re My Favorite

What to get to the man who has everything?

Unwanted Attention

Harry has this one friend who loves hitting on Y/N.

Search for Loneliness

Harry breaks Y/N’s heart.

Search for Loneliness - Part2

Harry broke Y/N’s heart but how come he misses her now?

Needing Comfort

Harry and Y/N have been fighting for days. On day four, Y/N starts to cry.

Sick of Losing You

Harry and Y/N lost each other when he found someone else.

Look at Me

Y/N can’t understand why H never looks at her.

No Need to Worry

H is grumpy and jealous but Y/N knows how to cheer him up.

Still in Love

H and Y/N used to have a bond until they cut each other out of their lives.

Words Aint Enough

Y/N never asked him to commit himself to her, but when Harry flirts with someone else it breaks her heart.

Only You

Y/N cries over having seen Harry kiss someone else and he tries his best to comfort his friend.

Driving Lessons

Harry is convinced he has to teach Y/N how to drive.

No more Crying

It’s after an argument that Y/N realizes she cannot take it anymore.

What We once were

Y/N is in love with Harry and doesn’t understand why he cuts her off.

A Tenderness They don’t Understand

Harry and Y/N are utterly in love with each other.

Why are You like this?

Y/N feels overwhelmed and doesn’t know how to let her Harry know.

Ambiguous Love

Jealous Harry rather leads Y/N on than sharing her with somebody else.

Cold on Your Fingertips

Y/N can’t feel her heart beat anymore.

Warmth on Their Fingertips ( Part2 to ‘Cold on Your Fingertips. )

H tries to win Y/N over.

Guess He’s really into Her, Mate

Harry really likes Y/N and is surprised when his friend is less supportive.

Reminder

Harry doesn’t hesitate to reassure Y/N of his loyalty to her.

Reversed Roles

H and her have lost their minds.

Pretty Close

H is pretty damn sure that Y/N is in love with him.

I’m happy for You

Dinner is really hard to enjoy when Y/N notices her ex, Harry, is on a date.

Drunk & in Love

Drunk Y/N can get very, very, smitten with Harry.

…

Christmas Harry - my blogmas Masterlist.

a collection of festive themed stories.

…

Choosing the wrong Priorities Part 1

Harry is urged to get back into the spotlight by staging a make out session with Kendall Jenner. His girlfriend isn’t too happy about that.

Choosing the wrong Priorities Part 2

Follow up to Choosing the wrong priorities part 1.

Choosing the wrong priorities part 3

Follow up to Choosing the wrong priorities part 2.

It never faded

You and Harry had a messy break up and after suffering a terrible heartache you’re ready to move on. That’s until he shows up at your door in the middle of the night.

Overhearing a confession

This is a One Shot about Harry being your best friend and falling asleep on top of you. Unfortunately, that’s the exact time your friend decides to talk about how obvious it is that you have feelings for each other.

A Difference between Like and Love

Harry and you are best friends stuck in the awkward transition between being friends and lovers.

On a scale from one to ten

Harry is caught up in his job and his girlfriend is fed up with it so they make a deal to put away their phones for the weekend and to spend some quality time together.

Admitting it

You’re Harry’s best friend who happens to be hopelessly in love with him. He doesn’t know, though and is dating Kendall Jenner. Until he shows up at your door.

A threatening Kiss

You and Harry are arguing after pictures of him making out with a girl are published online. He claims he’s innocent, but fed up and hurt you make him sleep at a hotel for the night.

A half full Coffee Mug

Requested AU imagine; In this one shot, Y/N is CEO Harry’s new assistant, whom he really likes to poke fun at. That is, until one evening on which Y/N has finally had enough.

From Friendship to more

Harry and Y/N are close friends and have a rather serious conversation at a mutual friend’s party.

You gave up on us

This is a one shot about Harry and his girlfriend talking and crying about how their relationship has developed and changed.

You gave up on us - Part 2

Follow up to ‘You gave up on us’ part one.

Settled Down

Harry entrusts Y/N with the first draft of the ‘Another Man’ article, in which he happens to talk about her as well.

Anger

Y/N loves Harry to pieces, however, not when he switches from being the nicest man to the complete opposite whenever he’s angry.

New Love

Harry is quite new at dating and though unsure how to behave around her, he knows he’s already in love.

A Duet sung by Himself

Harry takes his time for many people, however, not for his girlfriend.

A Duet sung by Himself - Part 2

Follow up to ‘A Duet sung by Himself’.

Ex-Girlfriend Troubles

Harry and Y/N’s Skype call is interrupted by no one other than his ex, Kendall Jenner.

There’s an Intruder in her Home

When Harry enters his girlfriend’s apartment, he’s quick to discover she has an uninvited guest.

The Styles Christmas Celebrations Routine

Harry and Y/N are a newly wed couple and disagree on when it’s time to open the christmas presents.

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𝙧𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩 2

𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘴 𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘶𝘱𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘪 𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦. 𝘪 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 ��𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘦!

𝕤𝕞𝕦𝕥

≈ subspace

≈ overstimulation

≈ anal

≈ aftercare

≈ mean dom

≈ one of the boys walks in on you backstage

≈ smut on the tour bus

≈ grinding

≈ long hair harry smut

≈ praise kink

≈ wedding smut

≈ safe word

≈ asking harry to be rough in bed

≈ rimming

≈ thigh riding

≈ dad harry smut

≈ pegging

≈ handjob

≈ dry sex

≈ smut about harry's necklaces

≈ harry teaching y/n how to masturbate

≈ edging

𝕗𝕝𝕦𝕗𝕗

≈ insecure harry

≈ bad dream

≈ cuddling

≈ honeymoon

≈ harry gets protective over pregnant y/n

≈ domestic harry

𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕤𝕥

≈ clingy angst

≈ pregnancy scare

≈ swarmed by paps

≈ fav angst 2

≈ he spends more time with his ex

≈ harry falls out of love

𝕒𝕦

≈ gynecologist!harry

≈ neighbor!harry

≈ actor!harry

≈ soccer player!harry

≈ lawyer!y/n

≈ firefighter!harry

≈ tattoo artist!harry

≈ teenage kids

≈ hockey player!harry

≈ witch!harry & y/n

≈ sugar daddy!harry

≈ camp counselors

≈ greek mythology au

≈ journalist!y/n

≈ interviewer!y/n

≈ dentist!harry & patient!y/n

≈ artist!harry

≈ journalist!y/n

𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕡

≈ secret relationship

≈ harry likes y/n but she has a boyfriend

≈ wedding

≈ harry is dating y/n's best friend

≈ harry hates everyone but y/n

𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣

≈ camping

≈ short y/n

≈ inspired by taylor swift songs

≈ long hair harry

≈ instagram fics

≈ pining

≈ boyfriend headcannons

≈ 1900s-1930s

≈ niall is harrys bestfriend

≈ one bed trope

≈ bi y/n & harry

≈ dunkirk/alex

≈ birthday

≈ harry on vacation

≈ y/n's birthday

≈ harry and y/n have a dog

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~Just a list of my favorite Harry styles imagines/fics~

Smut:🖤 Angst:🤍 Fluff:♥️

He’s in love- he realizes he’s in love with you ♥️ (emotionally-imbruised)

Cardigan-he loses his rainbow cardigan 🤍♥️(stylesberries)

Moments after- you guys share your love for each other ♥️🖤(harryimaginedstories)

After the gala-the morning after the met gala♥️ (emotionally-imbruised)

PDA-you kiss at a Fleetwood Mac concert♥️ (kind-heart)

Candy girl-you have a picnic in your backyard♥️🖤 (songbirdstyles)

Harry’s moans-he’s insecure about his moans ♥️🖤 (harrywritingsbyme)

Talk to me-he cries ♥️🤍 (harrysgoldenline)

Reassurance-Harry feels insecure and needs reassurance that You won’t leave him ♥️🤍 (lovemesomeharry)

Domestic-“no ones ever loved me like this before” ♥️ (hes-writer)

Guitar- Harry accidentally breaks his favorite guitar, which makes it an obvious choice of a present for his upcoming birthday ♥️ (stylesberries)

Kisses-he won’t stop asking for kisses ♥️ (iconicharry)

Praise kink-he has a praise Kink (p2) 🖤 (trulymadlysydney)

Pearls-You have a gift for Harry on Adore You day ♥️ (thinkingoutlouddblog)

Golden hour-you admire Harry at the crack of dawn ♥️ (hes-writer)

You’re not jealous-you’re jealous ♥️🖤 (smugzayn)

Sick-you take care of him while he’s sick ♥️ (harrystylesandharrypotter)

So lucky-he cries during sex ♥️🖤 (academiaghosts)

One day-he asks to marry you while he’s drunk ♥️ (nationalharryleague)

You’re my forever-Harry has never felt more certain about your forever together ♥️ (kind-heart)

He’s sick- You wake up in the middle of the night to take care of a sick Harry ♥️ (glitterygayvodka)

Sunshine-you have had a tough day and you come home to find Harry watching one of your favorite shows ♥️ 🤍(glitterygayvodka)

He’s insecure-he’s insecure so you make sure he knows he’s beautiful ♥️ (justice4canyonmoon)

Grammy night- you want to show your grammy winning boyfriend just how proud you are of him 🖤 (tobesolonely)

It’s the truth-Harry’s tiddies have been all over the internet and you pull a joke on him for it ♥️ (watchmegetobsessed)

You’re so golden-you’ve never been as nervous to perform as you were when your boyfriend’s family was in the audience ♥️ (anabsolutetrainwreck)

Lace love-An emotional H after his first MET Gala as a co-chair ♥️🖤 (for-fucks-sake-h)

The wait-harry is back from tour and you finally have a quiet night at home. feat. a messy attempt to braid hair & reading some romantic poetry aloud ♥️ (pingutats)

Giggly sex-they can’t stop laughing ♥️🖤 (iguessweallcrazyithinktho)

Evening in roma-A quiet evening in Italy with Harry ♥️🖤 (givemesomeboobies)

Cut the calls-you and Harry finally manage to get a night to make as much love as possible but someone doesn’t get the hint and keeps on calling ♥️🖤 (vocalharry)

Rocking the boat-you guys have sex on a boat in Italy 🖤 (dontworrysunflower)

Green-eyed-monster-he’s jealous of a co-worker ♥️🖤 (stylesmessiah)

Oscar-you win an Oscar ♥️ (mysweetcreaturestories)

Condoms-you forgot to take your birth control so you guys have to go and get condoms 🖤 (confidently-dasiavuu)

“I can’t write songs!”-Harry can’t write songs so you comfort him ♥️ (academiaghosts)

“And I can’t give that to you”-Harry suffers from seasonal depression and you don’t know how to help ♥️🤍 (meetevieinthehallway)

Cause y’laugh is pretty-Harry gets his wisdom teeth taken out ♥️ (meetevieinthehallway)

“You’ve been spraying my perfume?”-Harry misses you while your away ♥️🤍 (meetevieinthehallway)

“Let’s us heal, first together.”- you have a miscarriage 🤍 (meetevieinthehallway)

Interview- Harry pretends to be your interviewer ♥️ (mysweetcreaturestories)

Doubt us-Harry is less famous than you, causing the whole world to believe he’s using you for your success ♥️🤍 (thinkingoutlouddblog)

Muse-you’re his muse ♥️ (lovemesomeharry)

Pest-you’re trying to do your makeup but he won’t stop bothering you ♥️ (confidently-dasiavuu)

Drunk sex-you guys are drunk and have funny sex ♥️🖤 (confidently-dasiavuu)

Period sex-after months of him trying to convince you to have sex on your period you finally give in ♥️🖤 (confidently-dasiavuu)

Embarrassed-You’re in the middle of giving Harry a blowie in the dressing room & someone walks in 🖤 (confidently-dasiavuu)

Clingy-he’s clingy during quarantine ♥️ (harryhoney-bee)

Spill or fill-you and Harry play spill your guts or fill your guts ♥️ (harrysgoldenline)

Faking it-you fake an orgasm 🖤🤍 (harrystylescherry)

Pool-you give him a hand job in a public pool 🖤 (secret-rendezvous1d)

Italy-he proposes to you in Italy ♥️🖤 (adore-laur)

Blowjob-you give him a bj 🖤(harrystylesslut)

Morning-you have morning sex 🖤 (harrygivenchy)

Insecure-you're insecure about Harry being friends with Camille 🤍 (p2) (hes-writer)

Early- he comes while eating you out 🖤(watermelonlovershigh)

Perhaps the World Ends Here - you go camping 🖤 (iconicharry)

Issues - Harry’s aware he should learn to keep it in his pants but it’s just really hard- literally. 🖤 (@adashofniallandasprinkleoflunacy)

early rising - in which it’s way too fucking early and harry is horny 🖤 (autumn-sunflowers)

your mouth and mine - H and the girl spend some lovely moments kissing each other. 🖤 (@harryimaginedstories)

Mon Plaisir - 🖤 (@sensual-styles)

Carolina. - Y/N listens to Carolina for the first time and finds out it’s about herself. ♥️ (@pinkliquorstyles)

Italy - sometimes bottling up certain feelings isn’t so bad after all. ♥️ (@hes-words)

Camille - Y/N meets an ex and she’s quick to remind her that their relationship will never be as strong as their previous one 🤍 (@imaginesbymonika)

— - The missus faking an orgasm (@secret-rendezvous1d)

Love a Little Longer - Y/N and Harry have a big fight before Harry’s show, almost breaking up. 🤍 (@inkslingerharry)

My Muse - Y/N is insecure about the release of “Fine Line” (@harrysgoldenline)

Little Horny, S’all - “Y/N felt personally victimized. It’s as if whatever higher power controlled Harry’s ability to be incredibly fuckable had chosen this specific day at this specific time to make her life utterly impossible.” 🖤 (@adashofniallandasprinkleoflunacy)

Backstage Business - The adrenaline on stage can be felt all over. Especially once he gets off. 🖤 (@jarofstyles)

Waterfalls - Harry gets a bit possessive at a pool party and Y/N is needy 🖤 (@jarofstyles)

A Show - 🖤 (@harrywritingsbyme)

Praise Kink - you know exactly what to say to get Harry riled up 🖤(@blessedbyharrystyles)

The one where he’s jealous at an award show - (@sunfloweradoring)

Primal - Harry desperately begging to come inside you. 🖤 (@permanentcross)

Love You Most - 🖤 (@aqua-harry)

Too tired - Where Y/N visits Harry in his studio one late night after he’s been avoiding her the whole day. 🖤 (@harryskalechips)

Fucking Try Me - 🖤 (@harrywritingsbyme)

Nice and Warm - 🖤♥️ (@harrywritingsbyme)

A Celebration - 🖤♥️ (@harrywritingsbyme)

Branding - 🖤 (@harrywritingsbyme)

More About Waiting - squirting and alot of dirty talk 🖤(@permanentcross)

Delicate - Harry is waiting for the day when Y/N leaves him. 🤍♥️ (@gucciharrywritings)

Needy - you just really need dick 🖤 (@harrystylescherry)

grammy night - y/n wants to show her grammy winning boyfriend just how proud she is of him 🖤 (@tobesolonely)

Bathtub Riding - riding him while you’re taking a bath together. 🖤 (@swiftmendeshoran)

anywhere - 🖤 (@heartbreakweatherharry)

Compensation - In which your faked orgasm drives Harry to prove himself to you. 🖤 (@sorrynotharry)

— - the one where Harry makes you cum so hard 🖤 (@harrywritingsbyme)

You Get Tired During Sex & Harry Has to Take Over - 🖤 (@watermelonlovershigh)

Flying High - You give him a Handjob while on a plane. 🖤 (@permanentcross)

— - the missus and Harry join the mile high club. 🖤 (@secret-rendezvous1d)

Face Sitting - you sit on Harry’s face while he eats you out for the first time 🖤 (@watermelonlovershigh)

Under the table - harry eats y/n out under the table 🖤 (@hes-writer)

Behind the curtain - harry and y/n go on a date 🖤 (@hes-writer)

Girls’ night - Harry doesn’t want y/n to go to her sleepover ♥️ (@hes-writer)

Don’t Make A Scene - y/n is an actress and harry is jealous ♥️ (@hes-writer)

— - H can’t keep his hands out of Y/N’s panties 🖤 (@jarofstyles)

Never Coming Back Down - H just released Lights Up and also made another surprise video just for you. 🖤 (@for-fucks-sake-h)

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H4RRY STYL3S M@ST3RL!ST ?!%

MORE M@ST3RL!STs ↖︎HERE

my fav writers that i highly recommend! ｟@watermelonlovershigh , @harryhoney-bee , @fool-for-harry , @finelinevogue , @damnasstyles , @let-me-write-shit, @sunandherflores , @hazgoldenstyles , @erodasfishtacos , @harryfanfics, @lollypopsx , @hes-writer , @lovecanyon , @harrystylesficreccomendations ｠

⌗fluff !

*house hunting - ⌗ summary : you and harry look for a house

*baby it's cold outside - ⌗ summary : you try to leave harry's house after watching a movie together but harry convinces you to stay the night for the first time ever because its cold outside.

*a trim - ⌗ summary : a cute lil boyfriend!harry moment where you’re cutting his hair in quarantine enjoy peeps

*fall to fast - ⌗ summary : y/n falls to fast & harry's her bsf

*we have tonight - ⌗ summary : the one when y/n and harry get back together.

*meeting the parents - ⌗ summary : as the title says :)

*cramps- ⌗ summary : you have bad cramps & he comforts

*she was gorgeous

*girls night - ⌗ summary : where she has a sleepover with her best friends but he gets clingy and drives over to them? or harry doesn’t want y/n to go to her sleepover

*uncle harry- ⌗ summary : harry as an uncle & leo- ⌗ summary : harry finding out he's gonna be an uncle!

*baby - ⌗ summary : seeing harry handle your child confirms your feelings for himwarnings; teeth rotting fluff, talks of a shitty ex-boyfriend, talks of pregnancy, cursing, verbal abuse if you squint, harry being too cute

⌗smut !

*a hairy blowjob - ⌗ summary : harry is hairy in certain area's

*head - ⌗ summary : you're hesitant to let harry eat you out

*anal/ fem reciving - ⌗ summary : she and harry do anal for the first time

*doggy style - ⌗ summary : you and harry doing it doggy style

*anal/ male reciving - ⌗ summary : you fuck harry for the first time

*harry plays you fine line, the album - ⌗ summary : harry plays you his new album but what you don't realize is some of the songs are about you

*cockwarming - ⌗ summary : as the title says :)

*he's shy - ⌗ summary : harry's a lil insecure

*cock warming ii - ⌗ summary : some more harry cockwarming!

*cockwarming iii

*a sight for sore eyes - ⌗ summary : he wakes her up with oral

*innocent baby - ⌗ summary : y/n is a virgin pt ii, teach me & iii

*sliding into home - ⌗ summary : virgin y/n

*fuckable - ⌗ summary : harry can't believe his best friend is a virgin (smut + platonic?)

*make it fit - ⌗ summary : you guys try to make 'it' fit

*make a movie - ⌗ summary : y/n and harry are bored one rainy day and use the camera from the watermelon sugar set to make their first sex tape together

*try again later - ⌗ summary : you're a virgin, and think you're ready to have sex but you quickly learn you're not. 

*his first time - ⌗ summary : it's his first time ;)

*a bit nervous - ⌗ summary : y/n is a virgin and is nervous to have sex with harry because he’s very experienced and she doesn’t want to let him down.

*help - ⌗ summary : virgin!harry getting a blowy

⌗angst !

*y/n doesn't want kids - ⌗ summary : y/n doesn't want kids but harry does « absolutely love this

*the making of ‘‘from the dining table’’ - ⌗ summary : the reasons that led harry to write from the dining table are finally revealed.

⌗dad!harry !

*birthday dinner - ⌗ summary : harrys daughter has a "friend" at her birthday dinner..

*spit up - ⌗ summary : harrys daughter spits her milk on him

*harrys daughter calls him harry - ⌗ summary : basically the title haha

*first-period - ⌗ summary : harrys daughter has her first period

*pregnacy scare - ⌗ summary : harrys daughter has pregnancy symptoms

*dazed photoshoot ft dad!harry - y/n and beau accompany harry at the dazed photoshoot

*harry during birth

⌗platonic !

*cherry - ⌗ summary : they're exes but harry writes songs about her

⌗headcannons !

*things he does in bed

*nfsw alphabet list

*things he does as your bf

*things he does as a new dad

*how he is as a dad

*things he does during sex

*how is he when finding out your pregnant

*harry as a dad

*holidays with haz!

*harry at christmas

*nsfw alphabet

*cute things he does in the relationship

*your fav sex positions

⌗masterlist !

@fool-for-harry 's masterlist

@aqua-harry 's masterlist

@watermelonlovershigh 's 12 days of x-mas

@fool-for-harry 's recommendations

@thebigbutterflytattoo 's masterlist

@and-im-okay-with-it 's model!yn & ceo h

@harryhoney-bee 's singledad!h and babysitter!yn

@harrysfolklore 's masterlist

@stylesmessiah 's masterlist

@muffindaddystyles 's masterlist

@harrystylesficreccomendations 's this

@meet-me-in-the-kitchen 's masterlist

@finelinevogue 's insta concepts

@harryfanfics 's smut recommendations

@onlyangel-k 's friends to lovers fics

@damnasstyles 's masterlist

@let-me-write-shit 's masterlist

@sunandherflores 's masterlist

@theharryficdiary 's harry divorce/cheating fics

@harrysgoldenline 's masterlist

@berrynarrybanana 's sex bucketlist challenge

@daaydreamy 's masterlist

@harryfanfics 's pregnancy fics recommendations

@gucciharrywritings 's singer!yn & harry

@thinkingoutlouddblog 's masterlist

@harryfanfics 's husband & dad fic recommendations

@autumn-sunflower 's masterlist

@harrywritingsbyme 's masterlist

@lollypopsx 's masterlist

@harryfanfics 's masterlist

@amethystnalaah 's masterlist

@lovecanyon 's masterlist

@harrystylesficreccomendations 's recommendations & innocent harry & y/n

@harryfanfics 's innocent y/n fics

@wroteasongabouther 's masterlist

@erodasfishtacos 's masterlist

@daaydreamy 's one direction masterlist

@satanhalsey 's masterlist

(i can't tag people anymore lol!)

@cuddlingwitharry 's masterlist

a/n : i have hit the limit of links I can add.. so im making a second harry masterlist :) you can find it here ←