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Be Here

You and Harry rarely ever fought but when you did it was never pretty. Your fights were never meaningless and never about cheating rumors or anything like that. No. They were normally about one of you neglecting the other or about the chores that either of you failed to complete.

Harry had promised you a night out tonight to make up for being in the studio so much lately. “It’ll be a great night babe. Just the two of us.” He had told you the day before.

However it seemed as though his plans had changed because you’d been waiting for him to come home for the past 2 hours and pictures of him entering a bar with the band were filling your twitter feed. After the first 30 minutes of waiting for him, you began to grow impatient and angrier every second you saw the door not swinging open.

Your reservation was at 8:30, and it was 11 now. Fuming you decided to go and change out of your light pink flowy dress you had bought the day before just for your first date with Harry after almost a month. You knew that dating The Harry Styles would mean giving up lots of nights out and time spent together, but lately it seemed as though he didn’t even acknowledge that he was in a relationship at all. Every time you had presented him with the idea of spending time together weather it was at home or in public he would shoot you down with a “I have an important meeting with Jeff.” Or “ I have a super mandatory recording session today and I can’t miss it.”

After changing you decided that you were done waiting up for him so you got ready for bed and took your pillow to the guest room. You knew that you couldn’t stand to be sleeping with him that night. You absolutely hated fighting and confrontation so you decided that you wouldn’t be the one to start any of that. So you would give him the silent treatment. ———————————————————————————

Harry knew he had fucked up big time when he came home fully drunk and with you and your pillow gone from your guys room. He knew that he had a date with you but they had gotten done in the studio an hour early and the band had wanted to go for a couple of drinks. He was a little hesitant but he figured he would just leave early and would just have like 2 drinks. However the 2 turned into 4 and then into 6 and by then he’d lost track of time completely and the cherry on top was that his phone died so he didn’t even get your calls or texts.

He knew you were going to be angry the next day since this was the 3rd time he’d done that to you that month so he decided that he would get up earlier than you and try to make it up to you. You normally never got up before 9 on the weekends, so when you’re in the kitchen at 8 already eating your own breakfast, he couldn’t help but feel disappointed.

Carefully walking over to you, he pulls you into him and gives you a light kiss on your temple. “Mornin’ love” he says, voice barley over a whisper.

You pull away from him, grab your dishes to put in the sink and walk up the stairs, practically not even acknowledging his existence. He knew he deserved this but he just wanted to fix it so he follows you and gently pulls your wrist before you can get on the first step.

“M’sorry love, I completely lost track of time and my phone died, ” he says but you refuse to look him in the eye because you know you’ll start crying. “Please love just look at me, Jeff and the band wanted to go fo’ drinks and I just thought I would go for a bit. I know it sounds awful but I’m sorry and it won’t happen again.” He speaks his voice trembling a little.

You wished that sometimes he would just say no, you’ve never understood why it was so hard for him to just stand his ground. You were tired from barely getting enough sleep last night and weren’t ready to talk to him yet. You knew it probably wasn’t the best thing to do but you just couldn’t handle him right now so you pull your wrist away from his hand and continue walking to the guest bedroom.

Right when you close the door you’re crying your eyes out because it all just got to much. You want to believe him when he says it wouldn’t happen again but it’s hard to when he’s always forgetting or busy. Soft sobs fill the room and you begin to doubt your relationship with him. It wasn’t that you didn’t love him because you did, with every breath you took and with all of your heart, but it’s hard to be in a relationship with someone who’s not as present as the other. You knew you’d signed up for this but maybe you couldn’t handle it. Maybe you just needed to take a break from him for a little bit, just to collect your thoughts and how you feel about your relationship. Maybe Harry just needs to get some of his priorities straight. And weren’t being mean or inconsiderate but you knew that Harry loved what he did and you never wanted to get in the way of that so you knew that a break from each other would be a good thing. You sat like that for an hour just thinking about all of it.

A soft knock was heard and you knew it was Harry trying to talk to you. You knew you couldn’t avoid him forever so you got up and opened the door slowly like a scared child who knew they were going to get in trouble. (I know bad analogy but bare with me here) He looked as if he had been crying too and you knew he was sorry and after thinking everything through you knew what you were going to say.

“Love… I-I’m so s-sorry.” He spoke through sobs that completely shattered your heart. “P-please don’t leave m-me, I know I fucked up but j-just let me make it up to y-you. Please.” He fell to his knees and shook violently with sobs.

Now you were crying too. “Baby g-get up please” you spoke, voice barely coming through from all the crying you’d been doing as well. You feel to the ground as well where he was still crying and put or arms around him hugging him tightly while trying to calm yourself and him. You both stayed like that for a while just embracing each other not wanting to move or talk about everything that had been happening. The both of you got up and walked hand in hand to the small seating area you had in the room.

Neither of you wanted to start the conversation but you knew someone had to so you decided that it’d be you.

“Why Harry?” You said your voice cracking a bit. “If you knew we had a date why did you say yes to going to the bar? A-am I not of enough importance to you to get you to say no?” You spoke

He looked at you through sad tear eyes and shocked his head. “You are love… i just… i wasn’t thinking and I’m sorry.”

“You know what Harry, that’s a shit excuse. I can’t and I won’t always be here waiting up on you to come home because ‘you weren’t thinking’ ” You say holding up air quotations with your fingers.

“I didn’t think I’d forget. I was only trying to have like 2 drinks and then they all started doing shots and I had said no but they wouldn’t stop asking, but I didn’t mean to I swear darling.” He cries. “P-please just give me one more chance love. I’ll be better I swear. I’ll come home early from the studio more often, whatever you want me to do I’ll do it love. Just please don’t leave.” He says

You don’t want to leave him either so you decide to give him this one chance. “I’m not going to leave you H. But you have to promise me something.” You say

“Whatever it is love I’ll do it, just say the words.” He speaks hope evident in his voice.

“Just…just be here.” You say a soft smile creeping up on face when you realize that you are both going to be alright. You know that this will take a while to heal but your willing to make it work with him.

He gently cups your cheeks and pulls you in for a soft kiss. You pull back and smile. “We’ll be alright yea?” He says. “We’ll be alright” you beam at him.

A/n alright so my longest writing ever! Please like and reblog!!!! Also please be niceee but still leave me your honest opinion.

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Hs3 is coming soon and I know I’ll be sleep deprived until it does…

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The few concepts that you wrote so far are great. If it helps you with your story line, just have the partner think of him as a normal person. Like if someone was neglecting you (or if this was happening to someone close to you), I’m sure your advice wouldn’t be to take that person back immediately. And if you aren’t getting the requests flowing in, I recommend searching for some and choosing the ones that speak to you the most. Like just use this time as a writer to figure out your style, and develop your writing skills. If you’re not sure how something sounds, feel free to reach out to me (and if you don’t want to, google translate works wonders). Just copy and paste into google translate, and have it read it back to you. Hope this helps love! ✌🏻🥰

Aweee thank you sooo much for the great tips!!! I really appreciate it!!! It helps A LOT!!! 💕💕

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I want to write something but I don’t have any inspiration rn so please send me some requests!!!!!

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U should really use the read more on ur work, it’s kinda annoying scrolling past that ://

Okay so I didn’t know how before but I finally figured it out so it should work now!

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Be Here

You and Harry rarely ever fought but when you did it was never pretty. Your fights were never meaningless and never about cheating rumors or anything like that. No. They were normally about one of you neglecting the other or about the chores that either of you failed to complete.

Harry had promised you a night out tonight to make up for being in the studio so much lately. “It’ll be a great night babe. Just the two of us.” He had told you the day before.

However it seemed as though his plans had changed because you’d been waiting for him to come home for the past 2 hours and pictures of him entering a bar with the band were filling your twitter feed. After the first 30 minutes of waiting for him, you began to grow impatient and angrier every second you saw the door not swinging open.

Your reservation was at 8:30, and it was 11 now. Fuming you decided to go and change out of your light pink flowy dress you had bought the day before just for your first date with Harry after almost a month. You knew that dating The Harry Styles would mean giving up lots of nights out and time spent together, but lately it seemed as though he didn’t even acknowledge that he was in a relationship at all. Every time you had presented him with the idea of spending time together weather it was at home or in public he would shoot you down with a “I have an important meeting with Jeff.” Or “ I have a super mandatory recording session today and I can’t miss it.”

After changing you decided that you were done waiting up for him so you got ready for bed and took your pillow to the guest room. You knew that you couldn’t stand to be sleeping with him that night. You absolutely hated fighting and confrontation so you decided that you wouldn’t be the one to start any of that. So you would give him the silent treatment. ———————————————————————————

Harry knew he had fucked up big time when he came home fully drunk and with you and your pillow gone from your guys room. He knew that he had a date with you but they had gotten done in the studio an hour early and the band had wanted to go for a couple of drinks. He was a little hesitant but he figured he would just leave early and would just have like 2 drinks. However the 2 turned into 4 and then into 6 and by then he’d lost track of time completely and the cherry on top was that his phone died so he didn’t even get your calls or texts.

He knew you were going to be angry the next day since this was the 3rd time he’d done that to you that month so he decided that he would get up earlier than you and try to make it up to you. You normally never got up before 9 on the weekends, so when you’re in the kitchen at 8 already eating your own breakfast, he couldn’t help but feel disappointed.

Carefully walking over to you, he pulls you into him and gives you a light kiss on your temple. “Mornin’ love” he says, voice barley over a whisper.

You pull away from him, grab your dishes to put in the sink and walk up the stairs, practically not even acknowledging his existence. He knew he deserved this but he just wanted to fix it so he follows you and gently pulls your wrist before you can get on the first step.

“M’sorry love, I completely lost track of time and my phone died, ” he says but you refuse to look him in the eye because you know you’ll start crying. “Please love just look at me, Jeff and the band wanted to go fo’ drinks and I just thought I would go for a bit. I know it sounds awful but I’m sorry and it won’t happen again.” He speaks his voice trembling a little.

You wished that sometimes he would just say no, you’ve never understood why it was so hard for him to just stand his ground. You were tired from barely getting enough sleep last night and weren’t ready to talk to him yet. You knew it probably wasn’t the best thing to do but you just couldn’t handle him right now so you pull your wrist away from his hand and continue walking to the guest bedroom.

Right when you close the door you’re crying your eyes out because it all just got to much. You want to believe him when he says it wouldn’t happen again but it’s hard to when he’s always forgetting or busy. Soft sobs fill the room and you begin to doubt your relationship with him. It wasn’t that you didn’t love him because you did, with every breath you took and with all of your heart, but it’s hard to be in a relationship with someone who’s not as present as the other. You knew you’d signed up for this but maybe you couldn’t handle it. Maybe you just needed to take a break from him for a little bit, just to collect your thoughts and how you feel about your relationship. Maybe Harry just needs to get some of his priorities straight. And weren’t being mean or inconsiderate but you knew that Harry loved what he did and you never wanted to get in the way of that so you knew that a break from each other would be a good thing. You sat like that for an hour just thinking about all of it.

A soft knock was heard and you knew it was Harry trying to talk to you. You knew you couldn’t avoid him forever so you got up and opened the door slowly like a scared child who knew they were going to get in trouble. (I know bad analogy but bare with me here) He looked as if he had been crying too and you knew he was sorry and after thinking everything through you knew what you were going to say.

“Love… I-I’m so s-sorry.” He spoke through sobs that completely shattered your heart. “P-please don’t leave m-me, I know I fucked up but j-just let me make it up to y-you. Please.” He fell to his knees and shook violently with sobs.

Now you were crying too. “Baby g-get up please” you spoke, voice barely coming through from all the crying you’d been doing as well. You feel to the ground as well where he was still crying and put or arms around him hugging him tightly while trying to calm yourself and him. You both stayed like that for a while just embracing each other not wanting to move or talk about everything that had been happening. The both of you got up and walked hand in hand to the small seating area you had in the room.

Neither of you wanted to start the conversation but you knew someone had to so you decided that it’d be you.

“Why Harry?” You said your voice cracking a bit. “If you knew we had a date why did you say yes to going to the bar? A-am I not of enough importance to you to get you to say no?” You spoke

He looked at you through sad tear eyes and shocked his head. “You are love… i just… i wasn’t thinking and I’m sorry.”

“You know what Harry, that’s a shit excuse. I can’t and I won’t always be here waiting up on you to come home because ‘you weren’t thinking’ ” You say holding up air quotations with your fingers.

“I didn’t think I’d forget. I was only trying to have like 2 drinks and then they all started doing shots and I had said no but they wouldn’t stop asking, but I didn’t mean to I swear darling.” He cries. “P-please just give me one more chance love. I’ll be better I swear. I’ll come home early from the studio more often, whatever you want me to do I’ll do it love. Just please don’t leave.” He says

You don’t want to leave him either so you decide to give him this one chance. “I’m not going to leave you H. But you have to promise me something.” You say

“Whatever it is love I’ll do it, just say the words.” He speaks hope evident in his voice.

“Just…just be here.” You say a soft smile creeping up on face when you realize that you are both going to be alright. You know that this will take a while to heal but your willing to make it work with him.

He gently cups your cheeks and pulls you in for a soft kiss. You pull back and smile. “We’ll be alright yea?” He says. “We’ll be alright” you beam at him.

A/n alright so my longest writing ever! Please like and reblog!!!! Also please be niceee but still leave me your honest opinion.

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It had been a good day so far. You’d been woken up with feather light kisses on your neck all the way to your jawline by Harry. He been gone for almost 3 months to LA to record his songs while you’d been busy with work in New York. You guys had been dating for almost 3 years and you were happier than you’ve ever been with him.

“Mornin’ love” his voice raspy but it still had a soft touch to it.

“Mmm, what time is it?” You asked. “It’s about 10, i was think we could go fo a walk in the city and maybe get some breakfast? What d’yeh think?” He says

“Sounds great babe, but lets cuddle for a bit yea? Don’t feel like getting up yet.” It was rare that both of you had mornings with no responsibilities like this one so you wanted to take as much advantage of it as possible. “Course lovie” His toned arm finding it way around your waist, gently caressing the skin that was showing from where your thin tank top had ridden up. You both stayed like that for a while until you got up and got ready for your day out with Harry.

The both of you had finally after 2 and half years of dating decided to make your relationship public. The fans were ecstatic to say the least since Harry had never publicly admitted his relationship status to anyone. But obviously some fans came after you saying that you were just with him for his money. You were a lawyer and made six figures so when they found that out those rumors flew on by.

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You both got ready and walked to both yours favorite cafe.

“H-Hi I’m Maddy and um- I’ll be your server today what can I get started for you both?” The girl asks flustered because Harry fucking Styles was sitting in front of her.

You’d both decided to share French toast since neither of you were big breakfast eaters. “I think we’ll just get a order of the French toast to share please.” You say smiling at the young girl.

“Of course, I’ll have that right out for you!” The waitress says walking away.

You both sit there for a while soaking up each other’s company and laughing at one another’s ridiculous jokes.

“I love you” He beams reaching of the table to caress your knuckles. “Love you too babe” you smile at him squeezing his hand.

You spend the rest of you breakfast talking about visiting your families in the coming weeks and how his album’s going. You were shocked when no one had came up to him for a picture or an autograph because normally every time the both of you went out at least one person came up to him. Of course you weren’t complaining because you liked having him all to yourself sometimes…It was nice.

A/n i know the ending is complete shit but like I said I’ve just gotten into writing so I’m not very good at all lol. Hopefully I get better though! Please like and reblog!!

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I can’t get my ask box to work helpppp!

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Pleaseee send Harry Styles concept requests!!! I am trying to get into writing and would love some inspiration!!!!

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A/n this is my very first Harry concept so please be nice and leave me feedback!! Also if you like please reblog and leave a like!!!! lots of love 💕

Imagine it’s a really nice night out so you and Harry decide to make dinner and take it out to your backyard at Harry’s Malibu house. You and him are just sitting out there and enjoying one another’s company and talking about your plans for the week. He listens to you talk passionately about your job. It’s just super domestic and adorable. “Do yeh think you’ll be able too make it out to London next month? Mum’s been asking all week. I think she misses yeh more than me.” He says trying to put on an offended tone but failing miserably. He’s been pestering you about going back with him to London for a few weeks so he can put the finishing touches on his third studio album. “Yep” you said popping the p. “I just talked to my boss about it yesterday”. He reaches over the table and gives you a sweet but passionate kiss and you spend the rest of dinner enjoying the beautiful evening and sharing sweet kisses.