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[julia-harrys-only-angel]

he’s so sweet 🥺

Leaked Nudes /blurb/

AN: this idea popped in my head and i knew i just had to write it. let me know what you think. > enjoy....

This story contains: mentions of a verbally abusive ex boyfriend, mentions of sex, the leaking of nudes, comfort

{ boyfriend!harry - softrry - current harry era }

word count: 934

You wake up to find out your ex boyfriend has leaked your nudes all over twitter and Harry comforts you.

Before you started dating Harry, you had came out of a pretty bad relationship that had a pretty shitty boyfriend. A boyfriend who would degrade you and tell you how worthless you were. You honestly don't even know what you saw in that man. He couldn't even do one thing right, especially when it came to sex, but that's a story for another day.

There are so many things you regret in life when it came to your past relationship. You regret ever letting your ex take your virginity. You regret telling him you loved him. Which in hindsight was what you thought you felt but now realize you just loved the idea of being with someone, anyone. But something you regret most of all is when he basically persuaded you into taking nudes for him to jerk off too when you weren't around to be used by him.

Well you thought that's why he asked you for the nude photos but now you realize he just wanted them to show to all his friends and now, the whole world. Yes, the unthinkable happened to you this morning. It started off as normal with you waking up in Harry's arms from where you fell asleep during the movie you watched together last night, fully clothed because you want to take this relationship slow and he's fully down with that.

You and Harry haven't had sex yet but you know it won't be long before you do. You just know Harry will be way better than your ex was in bed. Anyways, back to what happened. When you went to the bathroom this morning and looked at your phone, you nearly had a panic attack when you saw all the notifications being sent to you. Ones saying your nudes got leaked.

Hesitantly you clicked on a link that was attached to one of the tweets and seen exactly what you were afraid of. The naked photos of you that was meant to be private between you and your ex. Fuck, you cursed, he must have leaked them. Why, you don't know but probably out of spite and jealousy. He's incredibly jealous you're dating Harry now. Harry's famous and well he, he's a nobody except to his small group of douchebag friends.

As panic sets in, all you can think about is Harry seeing them. He hasn't even seen you naked in real life, you don't want his first view of your body to be some skanky photos from twitter. Slowly you emerge back into his bedroom to see he's awake now and right when he reaches for his phone, you stop him with, "Wait, no."

Harry sits up on his elbows confusedly and questions, "What? What's wrong?"

You come closer to the bed and whine out with tears in your eyes, "It's bad, Harry. So bad."

"What's bad, love? You're scaring me." Harry retorts with his face now showing worry. You're usually a very calm person but right now you're anything but calm.

Getting up on the bed, you lean down to bury your head into the pillows and cry out, "He, he leaked them. Everyone has seen. Don't...... don't want you to see, too."

Harry scoots over and gently helps you off the pillows so he can see your face, though you do try and fight him on it. Once he has you in his arms, he carefully asks, "Who is he and what did they leak, baby? I need to know so I can help you."

With your head now smushed into Harry's chest, you answer in-between your cries, "My ex boyfriend. Whe- when we were together, I, well I took some nude photos for him. He said he'd, that he'd keep them for only him and nev-never share them. But he did. He leaked them for the internet to see. I, I don't want you to see them. I wanted it to be special for us when we have our first time together."

Harry is fuming that anyone would do this to you. Hell, even if in the future the idea of you sending him a risque photo aroused him, he wouldn't let you. Not with his level of fame. He'd be scared it would somehow get leaked, but not by him of course. So the only way he'd have you send him naughty photos, with your consent, is with a polaroid camera where the photos are hard copies imidiantly.

With you wrapped in his arms still, Harry reaches for his phone again but instead of checking his notifications like he normally would in the mornings, he hands it to you and says, "Here, take my phone. I never, ever want to see those photos of you. I too want the first time I see your body in its entirety to be special, okay. You can delete any notification I have about the matter and I'll stay off social media for a few days. And after, I think it's best if you do the same. I don't want you worrying yourself sick about this. One day everyone will forget and no one will talk about it. It's all gonna be okay."

"M'kay," you mutter quietly, not crying anymore but still clearly shaken up. You sit up and take his phone, unlocking it because you know the passcode already, and began doing what he instructed.

Once that's done, Harry asks, "Wanna get out of bed and have some breakfast? I'll make waffles and add those berries you like on top." You nod and that's exactly what he gets up and does for you.

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My Masterlist Masterpost

[julia-harrys-only-angel]

still trying to process the fact that H won aoty 🥹

harry and y/n attend the grammys 

Word count: 2318

A/N: hi friends! grammys night was huge for harry and I thought a little blurb would be fitting (wrote this in mind with harry and bel but can be read as a stand alone) 🫶 love you!!!

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Harry was nervous, and you could tell because he was picking at his nails. You took his hand in yours and gave it a tight squeeze. “You’ll be alright. It’s a big night, I know, but you didn’t make this album for the awards,” you remind him. “You do it because you love the music you’re making, and sharing it with everyone is the real reward.”

He lets out a deep breath he was holding, “what would I do without you?”

You shrug, “go insane, maybe.”

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[julia-harrys-only-angel]

baby deserved all the awards he got 🥹🥹

grammys night

not my best but i needed to post something for the grammys, congrats for the wins harry ilysm

gif credits to @chriswevans

MASTERLIST | MY PATREON

Adrenaline and anxiety ran through Harry's veins as he sat on his table, the night had been excellent for him so far, winning the first award they announced and delivering an outstanding performance that he was very proud of despite all.

However, you knew that his nerves were through the roof before the most important moment of the night was coming up. The Album of the Year category.

You had endless conversations with Harry about how he made an amazing album and he didn't need any awards or nominations to validate that he's a great singer and songwriter, and you were still going to be proud of him no matter what, but he still felt pressured and nervous when it came to award shows as prestigious as the Grammys.

"Baby," you quietly spoke, making him look up at you after spending minutes staring into his clammy hands on his lap, "It's going to be okay," you smiled softly grabbing his hand and caressing his knuckles, "Even if you don't win it, you still owned the night and I'm so proud of you."

"Thank you," Harry simply said, and pressed his lips to the back of your hand for a moment, "For being here and for everything, really."

"Oh don't mind me, I only came with you because I knew Taylor Swift was going to be here." you joked, and the small laugh he let out made your own never cool down.

"I love you," he stared right into your eyes, as if you were the only ones in the room, "I know I've said it more times that I can count, but none of this would be possible without you."

"I love you too, baby. More than you can imagine."

And despite not being a fan of PDA, he connected your lips with his in a small kiss, a kiss you knew he needed.

"It's show time." you heard Jeff say when the lights went down again and Trevor Noah came on stage to announce the most important award of the night.

Harry's eyes were fixed on your hands holding his own on your lap, his nerves not allowing him to put his gaze anywhere else.

The fans the recording academy invited to talk about the artists nominated for album of the year stood in a line behind Trevor, and you couldn't help but smile tenderly at the old lady that adored Harry just as much as you did.

"And the Grammy goes to..." Trevor spoke into the mic, and when he opened the card and moved to stand in front of Harry's fan, you knew the award was his,

"It's you, baby!" you whisper-yelled into his ear, and he turned his head to give you a confused look.

"What do you-" and before he could even finish his sentence his name was being called out and the trumpets from Music for a Sushi Restaurant filled the place.

He covered his face and shook his head in disbelief, and you could only let small happy tears come out of your eyes.

"Baby! You did it! It's yours!" you said as he stood up in shock and wrapped his arms around you, swaying you for a moment before grabbing your face with both of his hands and placing a firm kiss to your lips, the cameras capturing the moment that you knew would make his fans go insane.

"I love you so much." he pecked your lips one final time before he got on stage with Tyler and Tom.

With his Grammy in hand, Harry stood in front of the mic, "Shit!" he begun, "I mean—shit! Man—um—I’ve been so, so inspired by every artist in this category with me. At a lot of different times in my life I listen to everyone in this category when I’m alone.” he took a breath, "I think on nights like tonight, it’s obviously so important for us to remember that there is no such thing as best in music. I don’t think any of us sit in the studio thinking, making decisions based on what is gonna get us one of these.”

You looked at him in complete awe, you weren't looking at a Harry Styles winning album of the year at the Grammys, you were looking at the love of your life accomplishing one of his biggest dreams.

"I would like to thank my family for always supporting me, my collaborators for creating this record with me," he paused to smile, "And I would love to thank the amazing woman who's here with me tonight, my girlfriend. Thank your being my muse and my biggest supporter, I love you."

And as if it was the first sentence you ever learned, you instantly mouthed an "I love you" back to him, unaware of the cameras catching your reactions.

"This is really, really kind. I'm so grateful. This doesn't happen to people like me very often. Thank you."

After Tyler and Tom took the mic to say their speeches, the three of them were off the stage.

"How do you feel?" he asked you as soon as he approached you, wrapping his arms around you in a hug.

"I'll give you a sappy speech later, right now I just really want to kiss my Grammy winner boyfriend."

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[julia-harrys-only-angel]

STOP IM LITERALLY CRYING RN 😭 THIS IS SO GOOD

tears of love

summary - a whole bunch of tears and a whole bunch of love for the album of the year grammy winner

warnings: swearing, tears, shyness?!, slight media hate mention

word count: +3.6k

pairing: new-boyfriend!harry x reader

The night before the Grammys, Harry had never been more stressed.

He had tried everything to get himself to sleep, but no amount of lavender spray or chamomile tea could get his eyes to close. 

He knew he needed a good night's sleep if he wanted to survive the next day, but not even a soothing bubble bath helped him settle down. So he resorted to the one person he knew would help him fall asleep, but he had been too shy to contact at first. 

His phone rang as he waited for you to pick up, his bitten nails a clear sign that he was stressed with both not being able to sleep and calling you. 

“Hi lovie. I’m not keeping you from anything am I?” He asked, not wanting to ruin your nighttime routine.

“Hi lovie. I’m not keeping you from anything am I?” He asked, not wanting to ruin your nighttime routine.

“No, no. Not at all. Wouldn’t even matter if you were anyways.” 

Harry smiled and laid back on his bed, running a hand over his forehead and back through his hair. He pictured you in a similar position, laying in your own bed across the city. He wished you could be laying beside him instead, but your relationship was only recently new and it was too soon to be sleeping over. 

There had been too many people coming and going in Harry’s life that it took him a little longer than most people to become comfortable, and safe, around the people he was dating. He was beginning to think you may be the exception though. There weren't many nights he wasn’t thinking of having you next to him always. He craved the intimacy of falling asleep with you and then waking up in the morning with you still wrapped around him. 

For now, he would have to deal with the fact you were across town and would see you in a matter of hours to get ready for the Grammys.

“Thank you.” Harry said quietly, more for himself than you.

“I forgot to tell you earlier, but my mum says have fun tomorrow.” You said.

“I wish she could be there with us all. I wish my own mum could be there, y’know?” Harry sadly chuckled, wishing more than anything he could spend more time with his loved ones and ones who love him.

“I have no doubt she has subscribed to Paramount plus especially to watch the Grammys, lovie.” That much you knew. Harry chuckled and nodded because he knew you were right. His mum was his biggest supporter, as any mum should be, and he was lucky to have a mum like her.

“I know.”

“She’s so proud of you, H.” You made sure he was reminded.

“I’m more proud of her.”

“Give yourself a little credit. You’ve not always had it easy either. The way the media harrasses you, I would have given up years ago.” 

“I wouldn’t have let you give up, just like you don’t let me.”

“You didn’t know me way back when, H.” You chuckled over the phone and Harry’s heart beamed like sunshine at the sound. There was no better sound for him now. Not even awards calling his name. 

“I wish I did. I wish I could have met you sooner.” He replied honestly, moving one hand onto his chest and over his heart where it stopped. If he pressed hard enough he could feel you there, where his heart was beating a little extra rapidly for you. No one had ever made him or his heart feel the way you do and his biggest regret in life was not having found you and that feeling years ago. Now you existed in his life, it made all the other moments seem insignificant to the ones you were now creating together. 

“Don’t think about it like we’ve wasted time, lovie. Think about it like we needed to break and fix our own hearts, to become stronger, before we could find the strength to begin again with each other. I think my heart is stronger for you than anyone else because of all the heartbreak it took to find you.”

Late night conversations with you were not a rarity, but it wasn’t common for you both to be so ‘heart-on-sleeve’ with each other. You were only 3 months into your relationship, having spoken for a couple months before that too, but both of you clearly felt something more than just a simple attraction for one another. Harry didn’t want to call it love, because he knew the consequences of falling in love too quickly, but he was scared that’s just what his feeling for you was. Little did he know you felt exactly the same way.

“I…” Harry had to stop himself short, “I think my heart is stronger for you too.” 

Harry looked up at his white ceiling, running a hand over his stubble beard that he would have to shave in the morning. Then he looked over to the other side of the bed. The neat side of the bed, where the sheet was still tucked into the mattress. He ran his hand over the expanse of the vacant bed and swallowed back a tearful lump at the back of this throat.

“I miss you.” Harry said softly. 

What he really meant to say was; I need you here. I love you.

You were quiet for a moment, making Harry think he said the wrong thing, but it was only because you were trying not to cry. Your heart hurt over the thought of it taking so much courage for Harry to be so open with his words. His feelings had often been so vulnerable to the crazed media and ex-partners, but with you he had never felt so safe. His feelings had never felt more protected and accepted. You knew what his words really meant and he could tell what you meant when you whispered the words back too. “I miss you too.” 

I love you too. 

•••••••••

Harry had gotten a good seven hours of sleep.

You had gotten a few more, since Harry had stayed on the phone to tell you stories of his life to lull you to sleep. Something about knowing you were peacefully sleeping made Harry fall asleep so easily. He knew you would be able to help, even if you didn’t realise it.

It was now only an hour before Harry had to head off to the Grammy red carpet venue. It was so hectic in his house, where he was hosting pre-drinks and the getting ready antics. Harry Lambert was busy ironing all of Harry’s outfits for the 15th time and Anthony would not stop taking photos. Jeff was busy social networking with Harry’s friends and family, whilst Harry was busy checking his phone for text messages off you.

Y/N: I’m here xx

Harry smiled, leaving his phone on top of his kitchen counter before jogging to his front door in excitement. He was dressed in a rainbow patterned jumpsuit and white boots, his hair styled so perfectly. He looked so fun and young, representing the younger generation of artists this evening.

He opened his front door and smiled so brightly when he saw you standing at the front door looking so pretty. Your hands were cradling a box of cupcakes, a bunch of flowers and a heart-shaped balloon. All of the gifts were lovely, but nothing could put a bigger smile on his face than you.

“Baby…” He pouted when he saw you, cupping his hands over his cheeks as his mouth gaped in shock.

“Surprise! Happy Grammy day!” You giggled excitedly, laughing at his initial shock and love-heart eyes on you.

“You didn’t have to do any of this.” He put his hands over his heart, itching to just have you in his arms now. 

He moved forward to take the cakes and flowers off of you, placing his other hand on your waist to tug you closer to him. He softly laughed as he desperately pulled you closer and titled his head down to kiss you. He didn’t wait a single second to kiss you senseless, giving you more than just a sweet peck. Your hand not holding the balloon snaked up to around his neck and held him close, making his lips crush over yours again and again. 

He tasted like a winner already with your cherry soaked lips on his.

You pulled away flustered, cheeks blushing and lips wanting so much more. You licked your lips to conceal Harry’s taste with you and Harry’s beady eyes watched every movement like he would be tested on it later.  

“Y’look amazing.” Harry spoke quietly, just wanting his words to be heard by your ears. 

“Thank you.” You blushed, not knowing how else to respond. “Did you forget a t-shirt?” You joked, snaking your hand down from around his neck and over his chest. His skin reacted by giving him a chill of goosebumps and a sense of pride rushed over you for being able to make him react in such a way.

“Just thought I’d get my tits out for you, baby.” He joked in return.

“And your millions of fans.” You patted his chest right over his heart he had been touching before.

“No. Just for you.” Harry reiterated, needing you to understand, like most things, he did this for you. He knew how much you loved it when he embraced his own masculinity and showcased who he truly was with his clothing, so when it came to choosing outfits for events he always kept you in mind and what you thought might be a good option. It seemed he had chosen well with the way your eyes had dilated upon taking him all in. 

Harry couldn’t help but lean in to kiss you one more time, turning into two, three and four. You smiled into the end two, making it harder for Harry to kiss your soft lips but he made do anyway. He couldn’t get enough of you, not even caring that he now had lipstick on and around his own lips.

“Are you coming in?” Harry asked, always making sure you were comfortable with everything before making you actually do it.

“I need the loo, so yes please.” You nodded. Harry took your spare hand in his and he walked you through the front door, shutting it with his foot behind him. 

He could tell you were nervous by the slight tremor in the hand he was holding, but he gave you a soft squeeze to let you know you were alright. He realised it was daunting to be in a room with a group of people you barely knew, apart from Harry Lambert and Jeff, so he made sure to stick close by. 

All Harry ever talked about to his friends was his undying adoration for you, but the majority of them had yet to meet you because Harry enjoyed keeping you just his for as long as possible. Your relationship wasn’t public, but even if it was your social media were private so the fans wouldn’t get a hold of anything anyways. Harry’s friends knew he had someone romantic in his life, because his smile hadn’t been so bright in years. 

They were all excited to meet the person responsible for the rebirth of Harry’s happiness. 

“Y/N!” Harry Lambert shouted across the room, putting down his iron and walking over to you with open arms. You would’ve done the same, but Harry kept a grounding hold on your hand, which you were very thankful for, and so you let Harry Lambert reach you before hugging him the best you could. 

“Hi!” You laughed as Harry Lambert hugged you.

“Oh you look incredible, darling!” He gasped as your outfit, similar to the way your Harry had. 

“Thank you.” You, once again, blushed.

“Harry is very lucky.” 

“I know.” Your Harry spoke up, pulling you back into his side with a tug of your hand. You smiled as he kissed the top of your head, feeling the butterflies all over. Your nerves were already calming just by having him close by like this.

“I need pictures of you two later, okay?” Harry Lambert warned you, knowing that you would both try and get out of it.

Once he had walked away, Harry walked you into the kitchen some more and dumped the cakes and flowers on the obscenely large kitchen counter. A chorus of hellos sounded as you both walked in the room and made yourselves present.

Harry took his time introducing you to every person, getting you to hug them as you did so. Everyone was so kind and lovely, complimenting you on your beauty and your outfit and your ability to bring out the best in Harry. You began to feel a little tearful towards the end of greeting people and after you were done you told Harry you were going to the toilet.

He didn’t think twice about it, until you still hadn’t come back after ten minutes. Yes, women stereotypically take longer than men in the toilet but ten minutes was quite long for you. So he went in search of you, seeing as you had to leave in five minutes anyways.

He went straight upstairs to his bedroom, knowing you would’ve chosen his bathroom rather than the downstairs one out of familiarity. He knocked on the door softly before opening it slowly. When he made it inside, he softly shut the door behind him to notice you weren’t in the bedroom. He rounded the corner to the bathroom and that’s when he saw you standing at the bathroom mirror with a tissue, drying away the tears that had clearly been running stray. 

“Baby… What happened?” Harry cooed, walking in the room and urging you to face him by cupping your cheeks delicately. 

You looked to the ceiling, trying to keep the next round of tears at bay, before shrugging your shoulders at Harry with a sad chuckle. “I don’t know what came over me! Just feeling a lot of emotions right now. Proud of you but then just feeling so loved and accepted by your friends.. It’s.. I.. Just, it’s a lot!” You laughed at how silly it sounded now you were trying to explain how you felt.

“Oh you emotional softie. You’re going to be a right water fountain today, aren’t you?” He rhetorically asked, but you nodded with a laugh regardless. 

“I can’t control it!” You exclaimed, your eyes watering over again. Harry chuckled at you, eyes crinkling and dimples showing from smiling so hard. “I’m not even sad. If anything I’m too happy!” 

“Well that’s a good thing, hmm?” 

“Yes, it is. Sorry!” You apologised for crying, feeling silly. “This is so embarrassing.” 

“Cry all you want, baby. It’s your day as much as it is mine. Any wins are yours to celebrate too.”

“Oh fuck off, you’re making me cry again…” You whined and Harry laughed along with your tears, before helping you reset your makeup in time to leave. 

•••••••••

You were backstage at the Grammys, in a room large enough to house all of Harry’s friends and family he had brought with him. 

Since you two weren’t publicly official, you decided it best if you stayed in the back room whilst Jeff, Kid and Tyler sat at the table with Harry. 

You had cried so much already from Harry winning best pop vocal album and his performance was just absolutely perfect. Someone had even had to bring another box of tissues for you, since you’d finished the first one you had been given. 

Anthony Pham had been taking photos of all the backstage fun and reactions, since Harry had asked to be kept updated on everything. Especially all of your reactions and enthusiasm. You had recorded yourself dancing and singing to his performance, ready to show him later.

“Oh my god, it’s the album of the year category.” Someone screamed and you pulled yourself away from the conversation you were having with Sarah to watch the screen.

You were already sitting on the sofa, but the next few moments of your life would be grateful for that.

The fans of the artists lined up on the stage, ready to give their respective artists the Grammy. Harry’s fan was an older woman and you aspired to be her when you were older. You couldn’t wait for the day you were 70 years old and still attending a Harry Styles concert with a feather boa. The woman was so cute and she reminded you of your grandma. Harry loved interacting with old people, so you were sure he would find her and hug her no matter the outcome of the award.

Trevor Noah stood centre stage and held the card in his hand. Everyone was on the edge of their seats waiting to hear the reveal for the biggest and most prestigious category the Grammys offered. 

“And the Grammy for album of the year goes to…” Trevor said.

He opened the envelope and paused for dramatic effect. 

You sat on the edge of the sofa, your leg bouncing anxiously. You clasped your hands together and stared at the screen so you didn’t miss a single moment. 

You were confused when Trevor didn’t announce the winner and instead moved over the fan of Harry. People in the room around you started to gasp lightly, catching on to what might be. Then the woman shakily held onto Trevor as she said the name.

“H-Harry Styles.” She said before screaming in congratulations. 

Your head fell into your hands as you sobbed. You had never cried so hard before, but this was an emotion worthy moment. Your sobs were heavy and loud, but they were silenced by the roar of cheers and laughter in the room. You were too buried in your hands to see, but everyone was up and screaming for Harry, running around the room. Sarah and Mitch had collapsed on one another in happiness. 

Someone came and hugged you from where you were hunched over. “He did it, Y/N, he did it!” They screamed excitedly and you couldn’t help but just cry and cry. You had never felt pride like this. 

Your emotions were so strong for someone who you’d only gotten to know for a mere five months. You were overwhelmed by how you felt for Harry in that moment, feeling nothing but… love.

Taking your face out of your hands you sat up and watched him with blurry eyes on the screen with his award. He himself looked really tearful and shaky with adrenaline. You just couldn’t put into words how you felt in that moment. 

The next five minutes were a complete blur. From Harry accepting the award from the woman, to Harry’s speech with Tyler and Kid. After they walked offstage you started crying all over again the minute someone said; “Harry is a three time Grammy winner!” 

You had no idea what you were going to say to him when you saw him, even if you saw him again tonight. No doubt he would be swept up in interviews, photos and parties. No matter, because you would have the rest of forever to express how proud you were of him. 

Anthony was busy snapping photos and you reminded yourself to have a look at them later, when you could actually see past your blurry eyes. 

As you started blowing your nose on a new tissue the uproar in the room started again and you shot your head around to see what was going on, only to see your boyfriend walk into the room with his Grammy held high. He cheered as his eyes watered, people patting him and ruffling his hair. Sarah gave him a tight hug and he kept on thanking her, no doubt because she had much of a part in the album as Harry did. 

You kept back, wanting Harry to get treated with the love from his closest friends and family first. You kept crying, picking out new tissues from the box every twenty seconds from how quickly you were using them. You definitely knew you looked a state, shoulders shaking from crying and clapping your hands in cheer. 

Harry’s eyes kept on you as he hugged the last few people, not turning his head away for one moment. You shook your head as you warned him not to come close, because he would only make the crying worse. You held out your hand to keep him at bay, walking backwards as he walked forwards. Harry was quicker than you, though, and used the arm not holding his Grammy to pick you up at the waist and give you a twirl. He spun you around, before safely landing you back down. 

You laughed out a sob when you finally got to look up at him close. A strand of his hair had fallen down over his forehead, but you made no effort to move it back into place. 

Cupping his cheeks with your shaky hands you licked your lips to wipe away the salty tears. His own tears were now silently falling, his eyes intensely focusing on you. His thumb was stroking soothing lines into your back and all you could think about was how he made you feel.

“Harry… I..” You started, hiccuping in between words.

Harry nodded encouragingly, “It’s okay. You can say it.” His eyebrows frowned as he anticipated what you’d say next.

“I.. I love you.” You said with a smile. 

Harry smiled nodding. He knew that’s what you wanted to say, because luckily he felt exactly the same way about you.

“I fucking love you, Y/N L/N.” And his lips were on yours for the rest of the night. And the rest of forever.

[julia-harrys-only-angel]

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"You Are Beautiful" /blurb/

AN: this was highly anticipated so here you go!!! enjoy!!

This story contains: talks of body image, talks of weight and dieting, insecurities, crying, comfort

{ dadrry - husband!harry - softrry }

word count- 1,300

After one of the other moms at brunch mentions how she's getting plastic surgery and asks if you're getting any, you start to get insecure over your body and later that night Harry finds you crying in the shower and proceeds to comfort you.

Since becoming parents ten years ago, you and Harry have collected quite a few friends that are also parents. Whether you met through school activities your kids participated in together, living in the same neighborhood, or from playdates your kids had with their kids. It's nice to have other parents you can go to for parenting advice or other parents who have the same struggles as you.

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Today you and a few of your mom friends went out for brunch where you ordered mimosas and chatted about the upcoming PTO meeting at your kids school. Everything was going great until one of the other moms got on the discussion of dieting and losing weight. Not that the topic of weight loss and diets triggered you but it was something you hating talking about. Mainly because you were insecure about your body.

Your body has housed four babies and it doesn't look as fresh and new as it once did. You have stretch marks and extra skin on your hips and tummy. Your boobs sag and your thighs have grown thicker over the years. Though you know your husband Harry loves you, you sometimes wonder if he misses the old you. The one who was as skinny as a barbie doll and had smooth skin with barely any imperfections.

One of the other moms, Rachel, mentioned how she had booked a surgery to remove her belly fat and a boob job and that she and her husband were ecstatic. Why her husband was excited you didn't really understand. Because shouldn't he love her how she was. Anyways, Rachel could have asked anyone of the other moms at the table, but instead she decided to look directly at you and ask, "Y/n, have you looked into any surgeries? You know, from having all those kids, I'm sure your body needs a good pick - me - up."

It took everything in you not to burst out crying at the table in front of everyone. What was she implying? That you needed surgery because your four kids ruined your body? You always tried to wear baggier clothes to cover up your pudgy stomach but maybe it was still noticeable to everyone. Maybe the support bras you usually wear doesn't hide the fact your boobs sag and point to the floor.

You managed to finish the brunch, acting as if Rachel's words didn't bother you. But as soon as you were on your drive home, your tears started flowing. If her husband was excited about her upcoming surgeries then maybe Harry would be excited for you to book some surgeries too. Maybe he thinks your body needs a pick - me - up. The thought of that crushes you because you don't want any surgeries. Though you do feel insecure in your body at times, you wouldn't want surgeries to fix it.

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Harry had to work late in his office so that meant you were the one to put all your kids to sleep. You didn't mind because you know how much Harry loves to share the task of tucking your kids into bed with you and if he could have been there to help, he would have been. After your kids were all snug in their beds, you decided to hop in the shower and decompress for the night.

As you're in the shower, all the bad memories from today's brunch starts playing in your head and all you can do is stare down at your wet body. Maybe you do need to get surgery. To remove your belly fat and lift your boobs up higher. Even a surgery to remove your stretch marks. You didn't realize as your hands run across your body that you have tears running down your face. You also didn't realize Harry had come home.

After he went to each of your child's rooms to place a gentle kiss on their little foreheads as they sleep, he made his way into your shared room where he thought you'd be. When he sees you're not there, he steps into the bathroom where it's clear you're in the shower. But not only does Harry hear the sounds of the shower going on, he also hears the sounds of your cries from within the shower.

"Y/n, baby, what's the matter? Are you cryin'?" Harry questions worriedly as he steps closer to the steamy shower. You jump slightly from being startled but relax when you realize your husband is finally home.

Not really knowing what to say, you stutter out, "Um, I'm fine. All good." But Harry isn't buying it. He can tell you're upset about something and knows you need a good cuddle (hug).

"Love, can I come in? Wanna see your pretty face. Make sure you're okay." he asks, wanting to comfort you anyway he can.

You nod your head yes but realize he can't see your movements due to the glass of the shower walls and door being fogged up. So you reply quietly, "Yeah." That gives Harry the okay to start shedding his clothes and joining you. As soon as Harry walks into the shower and closes the door, he steps forward and wraps his arms around you from behind. You're too embarrassed to turn around right now and face him.

Harry props his chin on your shoulder and hugs your body close to his front. The feeling of him so close to you makes you start crying even harder. You bring your hands up to cover your face as sobs leave your body. "Baby, gotta tell me what's the matter?" Harry whispers in your ear, "Don't like seeing you so upset."

Taking a deep breath, you answer through your cries, "Today, at....... at the brunch with the group of other moms, Rachel, she, she talked about how she's getting surgery to remove her belly fat and is getting a boob job. And how her and her husband are so excited. Then she looked directly at me and asked if I was going to get surgery. Implying I needed surgery. Do you think I need surgery? I know my body isn't as good as it use to be but I did have four kids and I don't know, she just hurt my feelings."

Your confession has Harry's eyes tearing up. How dare anyone imply your body is anything less than perfect. Because it is perfect to him. Slowly, Harry turns your naked body around in his hold so you're facing him. He tilts your head up and gently pryes your hands away from your face. "Love, look at me. You are beautiful. You don't need anythin' like surgeries that would change your body. I love your body the way it is. It's what makes you, you. Don't listen to those snobby rich mums, m'kay. I love you and would never ask you to change for me."

With a weak nod, you mutter, "Okay. Love you, too." Harry leans down and places a delicate kiss to your lips. You have snot running down your face but he doesn't care. After the kiss is over with, you wrap your arms around his wet body and he re-wraps his arms around you. Then for the next couple of minutes the two of you sway back and forth under the cascading water that's drenching your bodies.

Harry's the one to end your cuddling moment when he decides it's time to actually bathe your bodies. He helps you wash your hair and body so you don't have to lift a finger. Then he washes himself while you stand under the water stream to stay warm. Once you're all clean, Harry helps dry you both off and get changed. Then helps you into bed, where he cuddles you with a heavy embrace until you fall asleep.

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My Masterlist Masterpost

[julia-harrys-only-angel]

😽 it was a really good fic

january fic recommendations:

fluff:

•home by @daaydreamy

•you learn to crochet by @theshyspy

•labitule by @finelinevogue

•the morning after by @finelinevogue (the whole love island series)

•the haircut by @avatar-anna

• cinema by @foolforharrry

•brasil by @watermelonsugarcry (the whole since 2010 masterlist)

•harry accidentally posts a picture by @gucciwins

•this little love of mine by @p0pstars

•birthday by @avatar-anna

•leather pants by @watermelonsugacry (the whole since 2010 masterlist)

•ripped pants by @harrysfolklore (bandmate!y/n masterlist)

•los angeles XIII by @stylessupremacy

•the first meeting by @harrysfolklore (babysitter!y/n masterlist)

•red carpet by @watermelonsugacry (the whole since 2010 masterlist)

•new years, new family by @chaoticloving 

•<3 by @watermelonsugacry (the whole since 2010 masterlist)

•<3 by @harrysfolklore (bandmate!y/n masterlist)

•wedding planning gone wrong by @fetusharryluvr

•first night sleeping over at boyfriend!harry’s house - headcannon by @harrysfolklore

•<3(part 1) (part 2) (part 3) by @gucciwins

•sweet nothings by @pancakes4two

•home for the holidays by @samaraannhan20

•the midnight game show by @finelinevogue

•<3 by @avenging-fandoms

smut:

•glitz and glamour by @enthusiasticharry

•gala after gala by @gucciwins

•the clip by @chaoticloving 

•best friend’s dad (part 1) (part 2) by @jarofstyles

•the con artist (part 1) (part 2) (part 3) (part 4) by @gurugirl

•shy lover by @loversipod

•you’re all i want by @goldenbuckyyy

•learn to knock by @eveningepiphany

•rich (part 1) (part 2) by @lukesaprince

•a delicate thing by @gurugirl

amazing writers that i recommend in general <3

@harrysfolklore

@gucciwins

@avatar-anna

@lovecanyon

@watermelonsugacry

@finelinevogue

@watchmegetobsessed

@erodasfishtacos

@moonchildstyles

@astranva

@gurugirl

@stylesloveclub

@adashofniallandasprinkleoflunacy

@shroombloomm

@haaarry

@jawllines

@adoredaylight

@satanhalsey

thank you all writers for writing and posting such amazing stories and content. 🫶🏻

[julia-harrys-only-angel]

i love this sm 💕

birthday boy

summary - harry’s birthday party ends up with cake frosting in his hair and your eyes

warnings: twinge of sadness but like it’s barely even there tbh, swearing, kissing, lots n lots of frosting

word count: +2.3k

pairing: fiancé!harry x reader

“Anyone need a top up?”

You were laughing with Glenne as she finished telling a funny story about her new intern. You couldn’t really hear what the story had been about, due to the obscene amount of noise in the room, but you laughed anyway.

“Yes please!” Glenne slurred, drunk on her birthday alcohol.

You were just as drunk, not because it was your birthday but because it was your fiancé’s birthday.

“Me too, please!” You held out your glass flute as the kind server poured more champagne into it, after topping up Glenne’s first.

“Me too, please!” You held out your glass flute as the kind server poured more champagne into it, after topping up Glenne’s first.

After you’d both thanked the server politely, you both returned to your conversations with each other. You’d both just needed a moment away from crowds to catch up on the evening gossip so far, so you’d come to sit on the velvet sofas in the corner of the room.

“Y/N, I have to say, you did a fabulous job on decorations this year.” Glenne cheered.

“I did?”

You looked around the room and evaluated what you had achieved. The mirrorball in the middle of the room shone a thousand diamonds down onto the dance floor, which was a black and white chessboard set up. There were fairy lights hung up around the walls. A balloon arch was in another corner of the room, where there was a rose wall behind it, for photo opportunities.

“Yeah! I love it!” Glenne looked around the room too, taking in all your hard work. “Jeff could never pull off something like this.”

It had taken you a couple of hours to set up the decorations and Harry had been all pouty that you had to leave him for so long on his birthday, but when you’d showed him what you’d been up to he fell in love with you a little bit more.

“I would’ve said neither could Harry, but something tells me he actually could.” You laughed, Glenne laughing along with you.

“Speaking of Harry… Have you two decided on a date yet?” Glenne nudged your leg with her heeled foot.

“Maybe May? I… We don’t know yet.” You sighed, shoulders slumping thinking about how you and Harry couldn’t agree on the perfect date for your wedding. “I mean, my dad can’t make any time in April, but Harry’s dad can’t make any time in June and we definitely want to be married before July, but…”

“Babe, woah, slow down. Y/N, this wedding, no matter how much you don’t want to upset anyone, is about you and Harry. It’s the one day in your life, apart from your birthday, where you get to be selfish. Take it as an opportunity to build a wedding day that you want, not anyone else.”

“Yeah you’re right.” You said so quietly not even Glenne heard.

“H’s version of a perfect wedding will be a day where you’re nothing short of perfectly happy.” Glenne shot back the rest of her champagne and placed it on the table in front of you two. “So, really, plan whatever you want.”

“Yeah” You nodded and placed your half full glass on the table too. “Alright, excuse me, I’m just going to go to the bathroom.”

“Sure.” She nodded and stood up herself, pulling down her short skirt and tottling off to find Jeff.

You walked past flurries of people, waving hello to people across the room who caught your eye. A lot of people you didn’t know, but Jeff had told you to send invites to because Harry and Glenne would know them. They were mainly Hollywood people that worked in the music industry, but there were a couple of faces you did know.

Gemma Chan was there and you made sure she knew you’d come and steal her away later for a catch up. Asif Ali was also there and you would have to go see him too, in order to bring some more smiles to your face.

After you’d finished in the toilets you walked back into the room to see a congregation in the middle of the room. Since you had organised the event and had no additional entertainment booked other than the live band, you were curious to see what was going on.

When you got to the back of the circle, trying to peer over the tall people at the back, you noticed Glenne sat on a chair with her back to Harry who was sat on another chair.

You could tell by the look in your fiancés eyes that he was very tipsy. His hair was messy on the top of his head from all the dancing around he had been doing this evening. He still hadn’t pulled you for a dance yet, but you two had been separated ever since you’d walked inside the venue. Harry was whisked away by Jeff to meet people, having a drink each time he came across someone new, and before you knew it he was dancing to Gloria Gaynor with the chief executive of Columbia.

You missed him.

When it came to events like these, even though it was actually his birthday, he was always so whisked up in the business side of it that you had to entertain yourself. It was never that Harry abandoned you, but you would rather not have to over-socialise. You put it down to your social anxiety and fear of social burnout.

“Now, a little surprise for my two best friends.” Jeff spoke into a microphone so he could be heard by everyone.

Some sensual music started playing and you automatically assumed that it was strippers. Your heart sunk at the thought of Harry having a gorgeous girl straddle him and perform intimate positions with him. It would be unkind of Jeff if he had planned something like that. Your heart lightened when you saw Jeff stand in front of Glenne and start pulling off his jacket sexily, before rounding to Harry’s side and wiggling his bum in Harry’s face. Harry’s drunk self slapped Jeff’s bum and everyone laughed. Even you.

Harry looked around the crowd, his eyes not pausing their movement until they met yours. The mischievous glint in his eyes made you wonder what he was thinking. No doubt it was something to do with wanting you as his lap dance, rather than Jeff. Jeff was doing a good job though, making everyone laugh and making his wife embarrassed that she ever married him. Luckily everyone was too drunk to care.

After Jeff buttoned his shirt back up and put his jacket on, he was handed back the microphone, nodded at you and you knew that was your queue to go and get the cake. They were sharing a cake, as they often did, so you picked it up from the kitchen with its candles and sparklers in before carrying it back carefully.

When you returned to the room, the lights went dim and the birthday tune started to play. People made way for you to squeeze through the crowd as you walked towards the birthday kids.

You smiled when Harry’s gaze caught yours. He mouthed ‘wow’ at you, but you knew he wasn’t saying it about the cake. As you stopped short in front of both Glenne and Harry, they stood together whilst people finished the song. You sang out too, looking at Harry the entire time and watched his smile remain constant as he watched you sing out.

The cake was heavy and Harry must have noticed because he picked up the side closest to him and took the weight off you slightly. As the song finished Harry and Glenne both shared the job of blowing out the candles.

Jeff helped take off the candles and sparkler to clear the cake so it was just a plain cake remaining. Harry took the opportunity to try and smash Glenne’s face into the cake, but she restrained enough to resist the force of his hand. Harry wasn’t paying attention to Jeff though and missed him coming behind him and pushed his head down into the cake, until it was too late. The side of his face and a loose curl of hair got caught up in the frosting and people cheered as he made a mess of his face.

You laughed as he stood back up and licked the frosting from the corner of his mouth, as if that was all there was to clean up. You stood still holding the cake and looking at Harry with endearment. He looked so soft and cuddly, and maybe a little delicious too.

“What are you laughing at?” Harry asked, as he lifted the strand of hair back onto his head even when it was still full of vanilla frosting.

You shook your head and laughed at him, knowing he would be a mess to clean up later. It wasn’t a second later after that thought that Harry used his own hand to push your face into the cake this time. He also pulled your head back, using your hair, so you didn’t suffocate inside the sponge. You managed to get more on your face, looking like you were wearing a face mask. So much so you couldn’t open your eyes.

“Fucking dickhead.” You muttered, but it turned into a chuckle because you were drunk and didn’t care.

Harry must have asked someone else to get a hand on the cake so it wasn’t your responsibility anymore. It wasn’t like it was very edible to anyone, considering it now had to face impressions in it.

You felt Harry take your hands, your eyes still closed from the frosting, and you could feel him guiding you through the crowds of people. His hands were warm and even though you couldn’t see whether it was him that was leading you off, you could feel it in your hands that it was Harry.

No one else's hands felt like home other than his.

His hands cupped perfectly in yours and you tailed him like a bind and lovesick puppy. His polite excuses to get through the crowd made him feel closer to you also, his voice so comforting.

When the crowd noise disappeared you assumed you must have been in a quieter room now.

“Harry where are…”

You couldn’t ask him more than that because his lips were on yours. And they were his because no one else's lips felt like home other than his. They were perfect against yours, moving over yours with such delicate precision that only came with knowing how best to kiss you. Harry knew exactly how you liked to be kissed and he was doing everything you wanted. His hands were even cupped in the right places under your jaw.

“You taste like frosting.” He chuckled.

You laughed with him, probably looking silly with frosting in your eyes. Harry had frosting in his hair though and there was no one that you’d rather be in this situation in rather than him.

“Happy birthday, H.”

“Thank you.” He said softly.

You felt Harry’s fingers wipe carefully over your eyes and relieve them of frosting. You opened your eyes carefully to watch Harry lick the frosting off his fingers with his tongue. He then brought his other finger to your lips to allow you to lick it clean, which he watched with beady eyes as you did.

“Good frosting.” You hummed in delight, knowing you had made the right call with the vanilla, not strawberry, frosting.

“Mm. Tasted better off your face.”

You laughed, hitting him softly over his ribs, “Oh, stop it you.”

“Never.” He shook his head and smiled at how he managed to make you laugh.

“I hope you had a good night tonight.”

Harry had looked like he had had a good night, but you could never be too sure until you asked him. He was very good at putting on a front, especially in show business , but with you he was nothing but honest.

“I loved it, baby, I really did. Just wish I got to spend more time with you. I mean, I love my friends and, y’know, all of them other people… but they’re not you.”

You pouted, somehow wishing you could’ve spent more time with him. You tried your hardest to finish all the decorations as quickly as possible, but you were a perfectionist so it did take longer than originally planned. As for the party itself, you couldn’t stop him from talking to people, no matter how badly you did want him all to yourself.

“Sorry.”

“No, baby, there’s nothing you need to be sorry for. Just one of those things, where too many people want my attention and yet I only want yours.” He shrugged his shoulders and he made you smile.

“You always have my attention.” You promised him, cupping his cheek softly.

“And I’ll try to give you more of mine this year. In fact, come my next birthday you’ll be sick of me.” He chuckled and stepped closer to you, not liking the 10cm of space between you.

“Could never get sick of you, H. Never.”

“Feelings mutual, lovie.”

He leant down to kiss you again, kissing your bottom lip with his and sucking on it lightly. His lips grounded you and reminded you that he was right here and he was all yours. You kissed back with force, wanting to show how much you really did love him, pushing into his lips with your own.

A minute later and your lips both raw from such loving kissing, you gave each other one last peck.

“More of that later, baby. For now, let’s go the chippy? I’m fucking starving.” Harry whined.

“Alright, birthday boy, let’s go.” And the rest of the evening was filled with chips, gravy and lots and lots of love.

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this is so cute 🥹

birthdays with harry

this was inspired by @sirtommyholland’s four years of birthdays blurb ! one of my fave blurbs ever <3 i hope you like this

happy birthday harry, i love you

MASTERLIST | MY PATREON

2011 - 17th birthday

"Happy birthday, dear Harry, happy birthday to you!"

Harry smiled as everyone around him sang, the room full of the people he loved: his mom, stepdad, sister, bandmates that he loved like his brothers, friends from school and the girl who he was head over heels for.

His best friend and now his girlfriend.

"Make a wish, bro!" Niall cheered and ruffled Harry's curls for a second.

"All of my wishes are coming true right now." Harry said and the entire room awed, making him blush before blowing his candles.

After the cake was cut and everyone spread around Harry's childhood home, he looked for his girlfriend, finding her in the kitchen helping his mum put away some dishes.

"YN, would you go out with me for a minute?" Harry asked, still shy to call her pet names in front of his mum even tho Anne was ecstatic over the fact that Harry was dating the girl she adored like a daughter.

"Sure, let me just finish up these dishes."

"Oh don´t worry about it sweetie, I can handle them myself." Anne told her with a small smile and motioned then to go.

Once they were outside and away from the chatter and laughter, Harry stood in front of her and grabbed her hands.

"You know, I'm so happy you agreed to be my girlfriend." Harry shyly told her, still new to the feeling.

"And I'm so happy you asked me to be your girlfriend." YN said with the same shy smile on her face.

"No matter how big the band becomes, you'll always be my number one girl, I'll never forget about you." Harry told her sincerely, knowing it was one of YN's biggest insecurities.

Harry was just turning 17, but he made a promise that would last forever.

2015 - 21st birthday

"This party is insane!" Niall said as they entered the club where Harry's birthday party was taking place, the room full of celebrities and close friends.

"Damn, Jeff really went all out with this," Harry held his girlfriend's hand, keeping her close, "Do you want me to get you a drink?"

"I'm not drinking tonight."

"Why? It's my birthday, baby." Harry grabbed her hand and kissed her knuckles softly.

"Exactly, and I want you to enjoy it. So no drinking for me so you can go all out." YN kissed his cheek softly, his long hair getting in the way and tickling her face a bit.

"I don't even want to drink that much tonight darling, don't want to have a killer handover tomorrow."

However, that statement was thrown out the window as Harry chugged down his 7th tequila shot of the night.

"Baby! Come up here!" Harry yelled, standing on top of the bar with Jeff's arm around his shoulder.

"Harry, get down, how did you even climb up there?"

"Tequila gives me special powers!" He started jumping up and down and that was her cue to get him down the bar with Glenne's help.

"My love! I've missed you." Harry obnoxiously wrapped his arms around her in a hug, placing sloppy kisses on her neck.

"Harry, you're hammered!" YN grabbed his face to look at him, his eyes giving away his drunken state.

"I know!" he let out a loud laugh, "I have an idea!"

And before YN could stop him, the music was going down and he had a microphone on his hand.

"Hello! Hello! Can everybody hear me?" Harry said into the mic, making everyone turn to look at him, "Sorry to interrupt your partying, I just wanted to thank my amazing friend Jeff for throwing this party for me."

At the mention of his name, Jeff let out a whistle and cheer, making Harry laugh as if it was the funniest thing in the world.

"And I would also love to thank my incredible, stunning, gorgeous girlfriend YN for... just being hot and charming," he drunkenly spoke into the mic again, making YN blush and hide her face in her hands, "You know, I'm going to propose that girl one day! I will!

The entire room erupted in cheers and claps, and years later, the drunken promise he made on his 21st birthday became true.

2019 - 25th birthday

"Happy birthday, baby." Her soft voice made its way to Harry's ears, waking him up from his slumber and instantly smiling at the feeling of her lips pressing kisses to his jaw.

"Thank you, my love." He mumbled sleepily, tightening his arms around her and dropping his head to lean his forehead against hers.

After YN gave Harry his "traditional birthday shag", they headed downstairs to cook some breakfast before starting Harry's big day.

"How do you feel about being 25?" YN said as she took out the ingredients to cook him some pancakes, "Any expectations for today?"

"I just know it'll be my best birthday yet," he smiled softly as he watched her move around the kitchen, "You know, my first birthday as an engaged man, soon to be husband."

YN couldn't help but smile at the sound of that, still not quite used to the fact that they would be husband and wife soon.

"Who would've thought my high school boyfriend would become my husband." YN turned around to face him, meting his soft green eyes instantly.

"I always knew it," he shrugged before continuing, "I knew you were the one for me from the moment I laid my eyes on you."

Getting closer to him, YN grabbed his face and placed a kiss on his lips.

"I love you so much, baby. Thank you for letting me spend another birthday with you." she kissed him again her smile mirroring Harry's when they pulled away.

"This is just the beginning of the rest of our lives, darling."

And as Harry stood in his kitchen with his fianceé wrapped around his arms, he knew his 25 was going to be one to remeber.

2023 - 29th birthday

Harry found himself in the same position he was during his 17th birthday, in a room full of people he loved while the sang happy birthday to him.

But he wasn't on his childhood home anymore, he was backstage in Acrisure Arena surrounded by his tour crew, bandmates, managers, family members and his beloved wife.

"Blow the candles and make a wish!" Sarah said after they were done singing to him, and the words naturally came out of Harry's mouth.

"All of my wishes are coming true right now."

"Awe! You're all grown up now mate." Jeff hugged Harry tightly, making everyone in the room look at them fondly.

"Okay Azoff, that's enough, I need to give him his present now." YN said as he grabbed Harry's hand and dragged him out of the room.

"Make sure to be quiet! The walls are thin around here." Lambert joked making the group laugh, and YN only rolled her eyes and flashed her middle finger to him before they were out of the room.

"Sooo, you're going to give me my present now?" Harry teased as they walked down the corridor to his dressing room.

"Not that kind of present, you menace," YN turned to look at him quickly as she opened the door to his dressing room, "That one is the reserved for when we're alone in our hotel room."

"Don't tease me, baby. I have a show in two hours." Harry said with a serious tone, making YN laugh as she approached the tote bag where she was keeping his gift, taking the box out and placing it on his hands.

"Okay, open it." YN took a step back and clasped her hands together, her nerves kicking in.

"Told you you didn't need to get me anything," he said as he opened the box, not looking inside of it yet, "I would've been more than satisfied with a 29 minute long blowj-"

"Just look at it!" YN cut him off before he could finish his sentence, making him laugh and turn his gaze to the box in his hands.

And when he realized what was inside, he froze at his spot and his eyes got instantly tearful.

"YN wha-" he stopped himself as his voice began shaking, "Is this...? I mean are you...?"

"I'm pregnant, Harry." She simply said, smile wide on her face and tearful eyes that matched his.

"Fuck," Harry finally took the pregnancy test out of the box and gave it a proper look, noticing the unmistakable two lines that indicating that his wife was expecting his child, "Fuck YN, you're pregnant, we're going to be parents."

"We are, baby." YN couldn't keep her cool anymore as she threw herself at him, wrapping her arms around his neck and making him wrap his around her waist, both of them letting out happy tears.

And in that moment, Harry knew that becoming a dad was the best way to end his twenties.

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you’re welcome 🥹💖

january fic recommendations:

fluff:

•home by @daaydreamy

•you learn to crochet by @theshyspy

•labitule by @finelinevogue

•the morning after by @finelinevogue (the whole love island series)

•the haircut by @avatar-anna

• cinema by @foolforharrry

•brasil by @watermelonsugarcry (the whole since 2010 masterlist)

•harry accidentally posts a picture by @gucciwins

•this little love of mine by @p0pstars

•birthday by @avatar-anna

•leather pants by @watermelonsugacry (the whole since 2010 masterlist)

•ripped pants by @harrysfolklore (bandmate!y/n masterlist)

•los angeles XIII by @stylessupremacy

•the first meeting by @harrysfolklore (babysitter!y/n masterlist)

•red carpet by @watermelonsugacry (the whole since 2010 masterlist)

•new years, new family by @chaoticloving 

•<3 by @watermelonsugacry (the whole since 2010 masterlist)

•<3 by @harrysfolklore (bandmate!y/n masterlist)

•wedding planning gone wrong by @fetusharryluvr

•first night sleeping over at boyfriend!harry’s house - headcannon by @harrysfolklore

•<3(part 1) (part 2) (part 3) by @gucciwins

•sweet nothings by @pancakes4two

•home for the holidays by @samaraannhan20

•the midnight game show by @finelinevogue

•<3 by @avenging-fandoms

smut:

•glitz and glamour by @enthusiasticharry

•gala after gala by @gucciwins

•the clip by @chaoticloving 

•best friend’s dad (part 1) (part 2) by @jarofstyles

•the con artist (part 1) (part 2) (part 3) (part 4) by @gurugirl

•shy lover by @loversipod

•you’re all i want by @goldenbuckyyy

•learn to knock by @eveningepiphany

•rich (part 1) (part 2) by @lukesaprince

•a delicate thing by @gurugirl

amazing writers that i recommend in general <3

@harrysfolklore

@gucciwins

@avatar-anna

@lovecanyon

@watermelonsugacry

@finelinevogue

@watchmegetobsessed

@erodasfishtacos

@moonchildstyles

@astranva

@gurugirl

@stylesloveclub

@adashofniallandasprinkleoflunacy

@shroombloomm

@haaarry

@jawllines

@adoredaylight

@satanhalsey

thank you all writers for writing and posting such amazing stories and content. 🫶🏻

[julia-harrys-only-angel]

💖

january fic recommendations:

fluff:

•home by @daaydreamy

•you learn to crochet by @theshyspy

•labitule by @finelinevogue

•the morning after by @finelinevogue (the whole love island series)

•the haircut by @avatar-anna

• cinema by @foolforharrry

•brasil by @watermelonsugarcry (the whole since 2010 masterlist)

•harry accidentally posts a picture by @gucciwins

•this little love of mine by @p0pstars

•birthday by @avatar-anna

•leather pants by @watermelonsugacry (the whole since 2010 masterlist)

•ripped pants by @harrysfolklore (bandmate!y/n masterlist)

•los angeles XIII by @stylessupremacy

•the first meeting by @harrysfolklore (babysitter!y/n masterlist)

•red carpet by @watermelonsugacry (the whole since 2010 masterlist)

•new years, new family by @chaoticloving 

•<3 by @watermelonsugacry (the whole since 2010 masterlist)

•<3 by @harrysfolklore (bandmate!y/n masterlist)

•wedding planning gone wrong by @fetusharryluvr

•first night sleeping over at boyfriend!harry’s house - headcannon by @harrysfolklore

•<3(part 1) (part 2) (part 3) by @gucciwins

•sweet nothings by @pancakes4two

•home for the holidays by @samaraannhan20

•the midnight game show by @finelinevogue

•<3 by @avenging-fandoms

smut:

•glitz and glamour by @enthusiasticharry

•gala after gala by @gucciwins

•the clip by @chaoticloving 

•best friend’s dad (part 1) (part 2) by @jarofstyles

•the con artist (part 1) (part 2) (part 3) (part 4) by @gurugirl

•shy lover by @loversipod

•you’re all i want by @goldenbuckyyy

•learn to knock by @eveningepiphany

•rich (part 1) (part 2) by @lukesaprince

•a delicate thing by @gurugirl

amazing writers that i recommend in general <3

@harrysfolklore

@gucciwins

@avatar-anna

@lovecanyon

@watermelonsugacry

@finelinevogue

@watchmegetobsessed

@erodasfishtacos

@moonchildstyles

@astranva

@gurugirl

@stylesloveclub

@adashofniallandasprinkleoflunacy

@shroombloomm

@haaarry

@jawllines

@adoredaylight

@satanhalsey

thank you all writers for writing and posting such amazing stories and content. 🫶🏻

[julia-harrys-only-angel]

awww 🥹🥹 i remember always refreshing my feed to see if you posted the next part and when you did, you didn’t disappoint 😽

tumblr wouldn’t let me mention more than 50 people on my fic recommendation but i wanted to also tag @be-with-me-so-happily because their series and one-shots are also amazing 🫶🏻

[julia-harrys-only-angel]

i couldn’t forget about you my lovely! your stylist fic is my favorite 😽

tumblr wouldn’t let me mention more than 50 people on my fic recommendation but i wanted to also tag @be-with-me-so-happily because their series and one-shots are also amazing 🫶🏻

[julia-harrys-only-angel]

tumblr wouldn’t let me mention more than 50 people on my fic recommendation but i wanted to also tag @be-with-me-so-happily because their series and one-shots are also amazing 🫶🏻

[julia-harrys-only-angel]

ofcc 😽🫶🏻

january fic recommendations:

fluff:

•home by @daaydreamy

•you learn to crochet by @theshyspy

•labitule by @finelinevogue

•the morning after by @finelinevogue (the whole love island series)

•the haircut by @avatar-anna

• cinema by @foolforharrry

•brasil by @watermelonsugarcry (the whole since 2010 masterlist)

•harry accidentally posts a picture by @gucciwins

•this little love of mine by @p0pstars

•birthday by @avatar-anna

•leather pants by @watermelonsugacry (the whole since 2010 masterlist)

•ripped pants by @harrysfolklore (bandmate!y/n masterlist)

•los angeles XIII by @stylessupremacy

•the first meeting by @harrysfolklore (babysitter!y/n masterlist)

•red carpet by @watermelonsugacry (the whole since 2010 masterlist)

•new years, new family by @chaoticloving 

•<3 by @watermelonsugacry (the whole since 2010 masterlist)

•<3 by @harrysfolklore (bandmate!y/n masterlist)

•wedding planning gone wrong by @fetusharryluvr

•first night sleeping over at boyfriend!harry’s house - headcannon by @harrysfolklore

•<3(part 1) (part 2) (part 3) by @gucciwins

•sweet nothings by @pancakes4two

•home for the holidays by @samaraannhan20

•the midnight game show by @finelinevogue

•<3 by @avenging-fandoms

smut:

•glitz and glamour by @enthusiasticharry

•gala after gala by @gucciwins

•the clip by @chaoticloving 

•best friend’s dad (part 1) (part 2) by @jarofstyles

•the con artist (part 1) (part 2) (part 3) (part 4) by @gurugirl

•shy lover by @loversipod

•you’re all i want by @goldenbuckyyy

•learn to knock by @eveningepiphany

•rich (part 1) (part 2) by @lukesaprince

•a delicate thing by @gurugirl

amazing writers that i recommend in general <3

@harrysfolklore

@gucciwins

@avatar-anna

@lovecanyon

@watermelonsugacry

@finelinevogue

@watchmegetobsessed

@erodasfishtacos

@moonchildstyles

@astranva

@gurugirl

@stylesloveclub

@adashofniallandasprinkleoflunacy

@shroombloomm

@haaarry

@jawllines

@adoredaylight

@satanhalsey

thank you all writers for writing and posting such amazing stories and content. 🫶🏻

[julia-harrys-only-angel]

january fic recommendations:

fluff:

•home by @daaydreamy

•you learn to crochet by @theshyspy

•labitule by @finelinevogue

•the morning after by @finelinevogue (the whole love island series)

•the haircut by @avatar-anna

• cinema by @foolforharrry

•brasil by @watermelonsugarcry (the whole since 2010 masterlist)

•harry accidentally posts a picture by @gucciwins

•this little love of mine by @p0pstars

•birthday by @avatar-anna

•leather pants by @watermelonsugacry (the whole since 2010 masterlist)

•ripped pants by @harrysfolklore (bandmate!y/n masterlist)

•los angeles XIII by @stylessupremacy

•the first meeting by @harrysfolklore (babysitter!y/n masterlist)

•red carpet by @watermelonsugacry (the whole since 2010 masterlist)

•new years, new family by @chaoticloving 

•<3 by @watermelonsugacry (the whole since 2010 masterlist)

•<3 by @harrysfolklore (bandmate!y/n masterlist)

•wedding planning gone wrong by @fetusharryluvr

•first night sleeping over at boyfriend!harry’s house - headcannon by @harrysfolklore

•<3(part 1) (part 2) (part 3) by @gucciwins

•sweet nothings by @pancakes4two

•home for the holidays by @samaraannhan20

•the midnight game show by @finelinevogue

•<3 by @avenging-fandoms

smut:

•glitz and glamour by @enthusiasticharry

•gala after gala by @gucciwins

•the clip by @chaoticloving 

•best friend’s dad (part 1) (part 2) by @jarofstyles

•the con artist (part 1) (part 2) (part 3) (part 4) by @gurugirl

•shy lover by @loversipod

•you’re all i want by @goldenbuckyyy

•learn to knock by @eveningepiphany

•rich (part 1) (part 2) by @lukesaprince

•a delicate thing by @gurugirl

amazing writers that i recommend in general <3

@harrysfolklore

@gucciwins

@avatar-anna

@lovecanyon

@watermelonsugacry

@finelinevogue

@watchmegetobsessed

@erodasfishtacos

@moonchildstyles

@astranva

@gurugirl

@stylesloveclub

@adashofniallandasprinkleoflunacy

@shroombloomm

@haaarry

@jawllines

@adoredaylight

@satanhalsey

thank you all writers for writing and posting such amazing stories and content. 🫶🏻

[julia-harrys-only-angel]

i would love to have li!y/n as my bestie tbh

the morning after

Gwen and Aria's POV:

"Babe are you ready? It's about to start!" Gwen shouted to Aria from the sofa.

Aria was busy making them both hot chocolates in the kitchen, so they could enjoy a drink whilst watching the newest episode of Love Island together.

"Coming!"

Gwen's face lit up when she saw her girlfriend walk in the room, Aria's tongue slightly sticking out from concentrating on not dropping the drinks. She graciously took her hot drink and made room for Aria to sit down next to her, cuddling close.

"Thank you." Gwen kissed Aria's cheek and Aria kissed her cheek back in response, before both of them quietened down as the Love Island recap appeared on the screen.

"Last time..." Ian's voice sounded over last nights episode montage, "The heart rate challenge got everyone feeling flustered and even took two people to the hideaway."

"Oh my god! I forgot about that!" Aria gasped, watching Y/N and Harry in the hideaway together. "I've missed them so much."

"Babe, they were literally on our screen last night." Gwen laughed, thinking about how Aria had only become hers last night too.

"Feels like a lifetime ago..."

The screen then cut to the present and the episode began.

The lights turned on in the bedrooms and everyone started greeting each other with a good morning. Y/N and Harry's light turned on soon after, but you couldn't see them because they were buried underneath the covers.

"Morning everyone!" Antigoni shone bright as usual. A chorus of mornings replied.

"Do we think anything happened in the hideaway last night?" Ekin-Su asked, sitting up in bed.

"I think so, yes." Antigoni nodded.

"Yeah I think so too." Gemma added, smirking.

"I think Harry would want to take it slow though, y'know?" Luca added, spooning close to Gemma.

"Yeah maybe they didn't do everything." Dami chimed in.

Gwen and Aria sipped their hot chocolates, knowing full well that something happened last night because the cameras were cut off all too soon and they'd spent a lot of time deep under the duvets.

The screen then cut to the couple everyone adored.

Y/N's head was barely poking out the top of the duvet, whilst Harry had the duvet pushed down to his chest. He was smiling down at Y/N, who could be seen smiling up at him.

"What?" Y/N giggled, pulling the duvet more over their head to hide their morning after shyness.

"Hey, don't hide from me. Want to see you." Harry whined, pulling the duvet back down so more of Y/N could be seen. Y/N looked well rested, especially after how stressful the last few days had been. They both looked at peace, a soft morning glow about them both.

"Better?" Y/N's face now clearly seen by Harry.

"Would be better if y'gave me a morning kiss." Harry negotiated.

"Hey, sounds like you." Aria laughed, nudging Gwen's side. Gwen responded by flicking Aria's ear with her finger.

"I have morning bre–" Y/N couldn't find her sentence before Harry's lips were on hers. Y/N moaned in delight as Harry's lips softly brushed over theirs, feeling those emotions from last night all over again. They were both still sore and spent in places that hadn't been active in a while, but they would never get tired of kissing one another.

Harry made sure Y/N knew he loved kissing them with morning breathe and all, pushing her down into the bed more as he grew hungry for more of them.

"Wait.. Wait." Y/N spoke, pushing Harry away only slightly.

"What? Y'okay? Y'hurting anywhere? Is it your head?" Harry asked with concern, moving his hand to touch the back of Y/Ns head where they had fainted the other day.

"No, no. I'm fine. Just I won't want to stop if we keep going." Y/N explained.

"Also sounds like you." Aria added.

"Will you stop comparing me to Y/N and Harry for five minutes..." Gwen laughed. "We've been together for less than a day."

"And yet you've kissed me more times than a married couple of 50 years have ever kissed."

"You say that like it's a bad thing." Gwen rolled her eyes, but not before kissing Aria.

Harry leant down to kiss Y/N once more, kissing their nose too just because he could, before flopping back down on his back. His arm wrapped around Y/N's body and pulled them close, wanting to feel her body on his for just a little bit longer.

He kissed the top of Y/N's head and Y/N kissed over Harry's chest, resting a hand over his heart and tracing over the tattoo's nearby.

"H?"

"Mm?"

"Would you ever get a tattoo for me?" Y/N asked.

"Obviously. In fact i've already planned it." Harry explained.

"I can't with him. He's too much." Aria squealed and Gwen pouted in agreement.

"Oh yeah? And what are you getting?"

"Your name across my forehead, but backwards so every time I look in the mirror I am reminded of you." Harry said so seriously that you would think he was being serious, but Y/N could tell by the affliction in his voice that he was joking.

"I would break up with you if you ever did that, just so you know."

"Wha... Why?" Harry gasped in fake hurt.

"Actually," Y/N sat up to look over his face, pushing back his hair to study his head. "Yeah, to be honest, your forehead is quite big. Could do with filling it out a little."

"Right, you. You just lost cuddle time with Beetroot tonight." Harry tried to be stern, unfolding his arm from around Y/N and turning his back to them, but he couldn't stay mad for long. Not even when he was pretending to be mad.

"No!" Y/N launched themselves over Harry's body, trying to defend themselves and Beetroot.

"I fucking love them so much." Gwen said perfectly.

[julia-harrys-only-angel]

🥹🥹 they make me feel so single

the morning after

Gwen and Aria's POV:

"Babe are you ready? It's about to start!" Gwen shouted to Aria from the sofa.

Aria was busy making them both hot chocolates in the kitchen, so they could enjoy a drink whilst watching the newest episode of Love Island together.

"Coming!"

Gwen's face lit up when she saw her girlfriend walk in the room, Aria's tongue slightly sticking out from concentrating on not dropping the drinks. She graciously took her hot drink and made room for Aria to sit down next to her, cuddling close.

"Thank you." Gwen kissed Aria's cheek and Aria kissed her cheek back in response, before both of them quietened down as the Love Island recap appeared on the screen.

"Last time..." Ian's voice sounded over last nights episode montage, "The heart rate challenge got everyone feeling flustered and even took two people to the hideaway."

"Oh my god! I forgot about that!" Aria gasped, watching Y/N and Harry in the hideaway together. "I've missed them so much."

"Babe, they were literally on our screen last night." Gwen laughed, thinking about how Aria had only become hers last night too.

"Feels like a lifetime ago..."

The screen then cut to the present and the episode began.

The lights turned on in the bedrooms and everyone started greeting each other with a good morning. Y/N and Harry's light turned on soon after, but you couldn't see them because they were buried underneath the covers.

"Morning everyone!" Antigoni shone bright as usual. A chorus of mornings replied.

"Do we think anything happened in the hideaway last night?" Ekin-Su asked, sitting up in bed.

"I think so, yes." Antigoni nodded.

"Yeah I think so too." Gemma added, smirking.

"I think Harry would want to take it slow though, y'know?" Luca added, spooning close to Gemma.

"Yeah maybe they didn't do everything." Dami chimed in.

Gwen and Aria sipped their hot chocolates, knowing full well that something happened last night because the cameras were cut off all too soon and they'd spent a lot of time deep under the duvets.

The screen then cut to the couple everyone adored.

Y/N's head was barely poking out the top of the duvet, whilst Harry had the duvet pushed down to his chest. He was smiling down at Y/N, who could be seen smiling up at him.

"What?" Y/N giggled, pulling the duvet more over their head to hide their morning after shyness.

"Hey, don't hide from me. Want to see you." Harry whined, pulling the duvet back down so more of Y/N could be seen. Y/N looked well rested, especially after how stressful the last few days had been. They both looked at peace, a soft morning glow about them both.

"Better?" Y/N's face now clearly seen by Harry.

"Would be better if y'gave me a morning kiss." Harry negotiated.

"Hey, sounds like you." Aria laughed, nudging Gwen's side. Gwen responded by flicking Aria's ear with her finger.

"I have morning bre–" Y/N couldn't find her sentence before Harry's lips were on hers. Y/N moaned in delight as Harry's lips softly brushed over theirs, feeling those emotions from last night all over again. They were both still sore and spent in places that hadn't been active in a while, but they would never get tired of kissing one another.

Harry made sure Y/N knew he loved kissing them with morning breathe and all, pushing her down into the bed more as he grew hungry for more of them.

"Wait.. Wait." Y/N spoke, pushing Harry away only slightly.

"What? Y'okay? Y'hurting anywhere? Is it your head?" Harry asked with concern, moving his hand to touch the back of Y/Ns head where they had fainted the other day.

"No, no. I'm fine. Just I won't want to stop if we keep going." Y/N explained.

"Also sounds like you." Aria added.

"Will you stop comparing me to Y/N and Harry for five minutes..." Gwen laughed. "We've been together for less than a day."

"And yet you've kissed me more times than a married couple of 50 years have ever kissed."

"You say that like it's a bad thing." Gwen rolled her eyes, but not before kissing Aria.

Harry leant down to kiss Y/N once more, kissing their nose too just because he could, before flopping back down on his back. His arm wrapped around Y/N's body and pulled them close, wanting to feel her body on his for just a little bit longer.

He kissed the top of Y/N's head and Y/N kissed over Harry's chest, resting a hand over his heart and tracing over the tattoo's nearby.

"H?"

"Mm?"

"Would you ever get a tattoo for me?" Y/N asked.

"Obviously. In fact i've already planned it." Harry explained.

"I can't with him. He's too much." Aria squealed and Gwen pouted in agreement.

"Oh yeah? And what are you getting?"

"Your name across my forehead, but backwards so every time I look in the mirror I am reminded of you." Harry said so seriously that you would think he was being serious, but Y/N could tell by the affliction in his voice that he was joking.

"I would break up with you if you ever did that, just so you know."

"Wha... Why?" Harry gasped in fake hurt.

"Actually," Y/N sat up to look over his face, pushing back his hair to study his head. "Yeah, to be honest, your forehead is quite big. Could do with filling it out a little."

"Right, you. You just lost cuddle time with Beetroot tonight." Harry tried to be stern, unfolding his arm from around Y/N and turning his back to them, but he couldn't stay mad for long. Not even when he was pretending to be mad.

"No!" Y/N launched themselves over Harry's body, trying to defend themselves and Beetroot.

"I fucking love them so much." Gwen said perfectly.