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chaoticloving · 9 months
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harry styles x reader
warnings: mentions of sex
summary: y/n tries to take a pregnancy test without harry finding out, but of course, he does.
a/n: not trying to speak it into existence but lowkey one of my fave tropes is pregnancy scares 😭 i’ve been dying to write this
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Harry was leaving in nine days.
Nine days until her boyfriend leaves for his first world tour. And at this moment, while Harry was out in last minute rehearsal, Y/n was sitting on her bed, looking at the ceiling, wondering why the hell she hasn't had her period yet.
Pregnancy was the first thing that crossed her mind. How could it not be?
A part of her doesn't want to ever take a pregnancy test. She doesn't want it to be real. She can't be pregnant at 18, and she knew Harry shouldn't be a dad at 18 too. So would she even tell Harry is she was pregnant?
She was heavily considering it, accept the fact she's pregnant and not telling the father, who will forever be her love.
Y/n and Harry met in secondary school and the relationship bloomed from there. And when the couple found out that the One direction tour was set in stone, they were scared to be apart from one another, so it was about a month after the announcement that they decided to loose their virginities to each other. Of course before this they had already done some things, they just realized that they wanted to do it, soon, before they were apart for several months.
From there they fucked like rabbits. The love shared between them, along with the knew found pleasure, fueled their excessivness. And, now that Y/n was thinking about it, it is more than likley that Harry forgot a condom some time.
"Fuck." Y/n groaned, turning around on her bed. She looked on her bedside table and saw that she had less than an hour until Harry should be back at the hotel they were sharing in central London.
She got up, grabbed her bag, and sprinted out of the hotel room. When she entered the elevator and the doors closed, the weight of what she was doing finally landed on her.
Would she tell Harry? She couldn't. Harry shouldn't be tied down like this at 18. And his carrer, taking off! He wouldn't even have time to care for a child, not the way a parent should.
A small part of her remembered the pre-x-factor days, where Harry told her he would like to be a dad. He said he wasn't ready yet, then at 16, but he wanted to help create a happy home.
But he's not ready yet, and quite frankly, neither is Y/n.
The doors open and she sprints out the hotel lobby, hood up and sun glasses so no one gets a sneaky picture of Harry Styles rumored girlfriend getting a pregnacy test.
She went to the nearest Tesco, grabbed a congradulations card along with the test just so the cashire wouldnt be as judgy.
In less then twenty mintues, she was sitting on the toilet seat, waiting for the five minutes to be up. She didn't notice the tears forming in her eyes, scared for the future. One without Harry.
"Hey babe!" Harrys voice echoed throughout the hotel room. Y/n jumped up and grabbed her test, putting it in her pocket, and grabbing her phone.
Y/n put on a smile, leaving the bathroom like she was doing the walk of shame. "Hey."
"You alright? You look teary-"
Y/n's alarm went off, making Y/n jump and rushed into her pocket to get her phone out to turn it off, but when she put the phone back in her pocket, the test fell out.
Harry and Y/n just stood there for a couple of seconds looking first at the blue test and then they met each others eyes. Y/n's had tears in them, now trickling down her face; Harry's, though, were confused. His eyebrows were scrunched and anyone could see this mind working to understand what that test is, and what it means.
Y/n raced down to get it, to know what the results were, but Harry's reflexes were quicker. He grabbed the test and saw the little screen.
"What." He paused, taking a deep breath. "What does a minus sign mean?"
Y/n started crying. Not happy tears, but not sad. Harry wrapped his arms around his love.
“Hey, hey it’s okay.” Harry cooed. He tried his best to remain calm, but he saw his life flash before his eyes when he saw that stick—he couldn’t deny that he was feeling uneasy himself. “How long where you thinking that you, we, were—“
His voice trailed off, not sure if he wants to say it.
“I dunno, few days?” She guessed, sniffling a bit and clutching the test that was now in her hands. “I didn’t want to say anything…”
“You should, you always can.” Harry assured. “I mean, I can’t believe you thought you were pregnant and I just left to rehearsal like nothing was the matter!” His raised tone was at himself, angry he didn’t notice something was up.
“Don’t say that.” Y/n sighed.
They were holding each other for a bit which only ment Y/n could think of what happened in the past few minutes.
“H, can I admit something?”
Her voice was soft, more together, but still had a death grip on Harry’s arm.
“Always.”
“If the stick was positive, and I was pregnant.” She paused, not sure if she wanted to tell him. “I couldn’t…make you a father at 18.”
“Love you know I support any of your choices-“
“No, not like that.”Harry gulped, unsure of the next words out of his girlfriends mouth. “I don’t want to hold you back from who you can be. And I think this scare was a wake up call. You need to find out who you are-“
“But I do know.” Harry interrupted. “I love being with you. A baby wouldn’t change that even at 18. If I’m understanding what you’re saying, I’d look for you, and the baby.
“I am not Harry Styles without you.”
“H.” Her voice trailed off and she gave him a quick kiss before tightening their hold on one another. “Even with all it the fame?”
“When I have sold out tours, I’ll always be looking for you in the crowd.”
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Why do they have to be so cute 🥹
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seahorsie11 · 6 months
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sleepy harry
(coz he's the cutest)
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goldenkiwistyles · 2 months
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Jealousy
Warnings: underage drinking, mentions of vomiting, smoking, slight angst.
Quinns pov:
Music blared through speakers making my head throb as me and Chloe walked into the party. Considering it only stared 30 minutes ago things escalated quickly. People drunkenly making out in dark corners. Plastic cups thrown everywhere. A group of boys sat on the sofa playing video games and smoking cigarettes. One of them being Harry.
“Come on Q. I need a drink.” Chloe drags me over to the drinks table quickly making us some strange concoction that tasted pretty decent.
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3 cocktails later, I was definitely beginning to feel the effects. A group of us (including me, Harry and Chloe) all huddle together ready to play a game of truth or dare. Some kid I don’t know spins the bottle first it landing on Chloe so they dare her to prank call some Radom lady. She spins the bottle next. It feels like it’s spinning forever until it lands on Harry. Chloe smirks. “Haz, I dare you to kiss the hottest person in the room.” I roll my eyes knowing exactly what Chloe is trying to do. Harry stands up, pulling the girl who’s name I think is felicity up with him and presses there lips together. The boys cheer and girls jealously grumble as felicity and Harry made out. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t one of those girls. To be honest with everything that’s been happening between me and Harry I was hoping he would pick me. Made the attraction was one sided. When they finally break apart Harry spins the bottle which lands on me. Oh shit. “Quinine I dare you to also make out with the hottest person in the room.” Deciding I want to get back at Harry I stand up and walk over to Chloe who was just walking back into the room after going to top up her drink, give her a look that says just go with it. Shove her against the wall and smash my lips against hers. When she realises what I’m trying to do she wraps her hands around my waist, pulling me closer and gently rocks her hips against mine.
When we eventually pull away I turn around to find Harry glaring daggers at Chloe. Exactly what I wanted.
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It’s now nearing 1am. I am completely wasted and ready to go home but I can’t find Chloe anywhere.
Just as I’m about to give up sucking the garden I bump into a hard chest. “Hazzy.” Harry looked down at me slightly worried. “Funfetti are you drunk?” “Noooo *hiccup* I’ve only hand like *hiccup* one drink.” Harry giggles.
“Come on then let’s get you home.”
“Nooooooo. What about c- Chloe?” When I refuse to move Harry easily picks me up and throws me over his shoulder. Too tired to protest I snuggle into his shoulder. “You smell nice.”
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“Come on funfetti drink some water.”
We are know back at Harry’s house and are currently fighting over a glass of water. “No”
“Come on Quinn. If you don’t do it yourself I’ll do it for you.” I don’t move an inch.
“Fine you give me no choice.” Harry carefully tips the glass up to my lips. “Sip.” Reluctantly I do as I’m asked.
When I’ve had enough he pulls the glass away whispering a “good girl” making me shiver.
“Come on then Q let’s get you ready for bed.” Harry gently carries me up into his room and places me on the bed before removing my dress and underwear and sliding a fresh pair of his boxers and one of his t-shirts on me. He strips down so he’s just in his underwear, allowing me to ogle him.
Just as he’s helping me lie down a sudden sick feeling rises to my throat. “Jazzy I don’t feel good. Quickly he helps me into the bathroom, crouching me down over the toilet and pulling my hair back just in time for me to empty my stomach. When I’ve stopped vomiting Harry hands me a glass of water to rinse my mouth out and helps me brush my teeth.
We finally get into Harry’s bed both snuggling together like anytime we share a bed. Neither of us make a move to fall asleep. “Hey Q, I really didn’t like it when you kissed Chloe. Made me feel jealous.” I stay silent for a minute. “I didn’t like it either. To be honest I was imagining she was you.”
“Really?”
“Yep.”
We are both silent again until Harry whispers:
“I really like you Quinn Oscars.”
“I really like you too Harry Styles.”
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<3
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starktripleimposter · 7 months
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A moment of appreciation for the curls of Styles, people 🤌🏻
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jesus christ I need his hair care routine
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Baby Harry is so . . . 🥹
the little gloves, the pacifier, the hat > 🥹
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the little stuffed dog > 🥹
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the tiny hand feeding him his snack > 🥹
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the hat > 🥹
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the big eyes and bald head > 🥹
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the baby food on his face, the blue eyes > 🥹
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the raised hand > 🥹
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lil vamprry > 🥹
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the blond hair and mickey mouse shirt > 🥹
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the little hands on his cheeks > 🥹
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(all photos can be found on my pintrest at tori_zzz)
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celestialhrry · 2 years
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The Box (AU)
The one where Harry, CEO of the biggest company in town, is an avid member of The Box club in Soho, and he happens to get a private room with his favorite performer, Y/N.
WARNING: Contains unprotected sex, blowjob, face fucking, choking, spitting, slapping, hair pulling, semi-public sex, dirty talk, fingering, degradation, name calling such as slut, whore, and cumdump, LHH, dom!Harry, sub!Reader
Harry’s POV:
I watched as her perfect body floated across the stage, wearing the skimpiest lingerie I have ever seen, causing an immediate bulge to erupt in my boxers. She is so effortlessly good at what she does, keeping everyone on the edge of their seats, wanting more.
I know I can pull her for a private room, it’s just if she is willing to do it. So, I decide to shoot my shot tonight, and start with a bid of $15K. No one seems to top that. That’s what I figured would happen.
She gives me a look, her eyes full of lust and passion, as I give her that same look back, clicking my tongue on the roof of my mouth. She gets off the stage and steps toward me, going painfully slow, making me wait even longer to finally get my hands on her.
She finally reaches where I’m sat in the back of the club, sitting herself down on my lap with no warning, slowly starting to grind her hips against mine, causing me to buck my hips up and put a hand on her waist to stop her from starting something out here.
She turns herself around, landing her lips on mine in a sloppy, open-mouthed kiss, trailing down to my neck and leaving a mark right below my earlobe.
“Meet me in the room in 30 minutes. I expect to see you there. On time. Don’t be late, Styles.” She gives me a swift smirk before hoisting herself off of me in one swift motion and heads towards where the rooms are to do whatever it is she has to before our little evening of fun.
Oh it’s over for me.
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I knock on the door of the private room, waiting a couple seconds for a response from her.
“Come in.”
I practically knock the door off of its hinges with the amount of force I put into opening it as soon as she made one sound.
My eyes widen when I see her, sitting in a throne-like chair, wearing a red laced set, her bra making her tits look even more full than they did on that stage.
I walk towards the chair, circling around it, restraining myself from touching her. “Well, what do we have here? A little slut, waiting to be man handled like the filthy girl she is.” I chuckle lowly, a smirk creeping onto my lips.
“Open your mouth.” I say in a growly tone when I land in front of her. She obeys almost immediately, opening her mouth and sticking her tongue out, looking up at me with puppy eyes. I grab her jaw with my hand, a bit of force to my grip, spitting in her mouth before forcing it closed with my hand. “Keep it there for me, pretty girl, yeah?” She nods her head, obeying all of my commands. “Good girl.” I say before turning around to get myself situated.
I frantically undo my belt, throwing it to the side, not caring where it lands. I unzip my pants and undo the button impatiently, kicking them off my ankles, before turning back around and pulling my boxers off just enough to expose my cock.
She takes her bottom lip into her mouth once she sees my length, starting to smile. “You like what you see, angel?” I stare into her eyes. She nods her head and tries to touch me but I push her hand away.
“Ah, gotta see if you were a good girl for me. Open that pretty mouth if yours, need to see if you kept me there.” She obeys, opening her mouth, allowing me to see both of our saliva pool on her tongue.
“Fuck, you’re such a good girl for daddy, aren’t you?” I say, placing my lips on hers, forcing my tongue into her mouth, exploring her mouth, but not with too much force. She takes my tongue between her lips and gives it a gentle suck before continuing to kiss me.
Fuck. I’m so down bad.
She separates her lips from mine, trying to catch her breath. “Wanna make you feel good, daddy.” She looks up at me, taking my cock in her small hand and slowly starting to stroke it.
“Wanna give me a blowjob, pretty? Yeah? Want my cock in your pretty mouth?” She frantically nods her head, looking up at me with her puppy dog eyes.
I pick her up, taking her place in the chair before setting her gently down on her knees so that she’s eye level with my cock. She takes it in her hand, slowly stoking it up and down as she looks up at me, making eye contact.
She places a kiss to the pink tip, immediately causing me to throw my head back in pleasure. She places a few more pecks down my shaft before coming back up to take the tip in her mouth, gently sucking on it.
“Fuck, that feels so good.” I gather her hair into a ponytail with my fist and guide her mouth down my cock a bit further with each movement. She suddenly pulls off of me, and looks up at me with teary, red-rimmed eyes, a trail of spit dripping down her chin. I’ve never seen a more beautiful sight.
“Why’d you pull off, babylove? Was my cock too much for you?” I say in an enticing tone, almost sarcastically. “Want you to fuck my throat, daddy. Please. I’ll be good the rest of the night.” I smile deviously at her, so obedient and submissive. “Tap my leg 3 times if you need me to stop. Understood?” She nods her head head at me, letting me know that I can continue.
Without warning, I thrust my cock into her mouth, inching it slowly down her throat. She closes her eyes which causes a light slap to her cheek. “Look at me, baby. Eyes on me.”
She looks up at me as I thrust in and out of her pretty, little mouth, edging me closer and closer to cumming on the spot. But I can’t. She would think I was insane for cumming so fast, but she has no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this.
I feel a few little taps on my leg, causing my movements to immediately stop as I pull out of her mouth, my mind immediately racing with thoughts. Did I do something wrong?
“What’s wrong, babylove? Did I do something wrong? Did I hurt you? Fuck, I’m so so sorry if I hurt you. I could never forgive myself for hurting you, my baby.” I say, holding her face, one hand on either side.
“Want your fingers, daddy.” She looks up at me with a devilish grin, a sigh of relief and anger coming out at the same time. Relief because I know she’s okay. Anger because she stopped pleasuring me just to tell me she wanted my fingers.
“Angel, you don’t tell me to stop unless I’m hurting you or making you uncomfortable. Stopping me because you want my fingers in your pretty little cunt is unacceptable. Now, since you’ve been such a good little slut for me all night, I’m letting this happen. This is your one and only warning.” I say the last sentence with a bit of sharpness in my voice.
I see a couch against the wall and without question, I pick Y/N up and place her on the couch so her back is against the soft cushion but her legs are lifted off of the couch. I taunt her legs open, placing wet kisses on her inner thighs, dangerously close to her cunt.
I pull her pretty panties to the side, her cunt dripping with her own arousal, all pretty and pink. All for me.
“Such a pretty pussy you’ve got, love. Cant wait to get my cock in there but we’ve gotta open you up a little first, huh? Such a tight little thing.” I say, slowly rubbing at her clit, seeing her face contort with pleasure, small whimpers escaping her lips.
“Fuck, that feels so good.” She says breathily, almost coming out as a whimper instead of clear words.
“Yeah? You like when I play with your pretty pussy, don’t you, baby?” She nods her head frantically at my words as I move up to place a kiss to her lips, our teeth clashing with the force one another is putting into the kiss.
I pull away from her lips and without warning, slide my index finger into her cunt, causing an immediate moan to escape both of our lips. “Shit, you’re so tight.” I say, thrusting my finger in and out, seeing her arousal glisten on my finger before adding another one.
“You want my cock in your pussy, pretty girl? Want daddy’s cock in that pretty little cunt, dripping all because of me? Beg for it.” I say in a tone that causes her eyes to immediately go dark, a smile creeping up her lips.
“Please, daddy. Please fuck me. Need to feel your cock in my pussy. Make me feel so good. Please.” She says, a slight hoarseness to her voice, making it that much hotter.
My tip teases her slit every so often, causing gasps and whimpers of pleasure to escape her perfect mouth. “Already whimpering and I haven’t even put my cock in you angel. Such a desperate little whore.”
She flashes a smile at me, seeming a bit flustered as her cheeks turn pink. “Please? Can I please ride your cock?” She whimpers, causing a low groan to escape from my parted lips.
I immediately help her up and place myself down in the chair before helping her on top of me and making sure she’s comfortable. I glide the tip of my cock along her slit, causing moans and whimpers to escape her lips, making me realize how desperate she is.
“Please fuck me, Harry. Please.”
“Is that what you want, baby? My cock inside your tight, little pussy? Yeah?”
She nods her head profusely. That won’t cut it for me.
“Words, baby. Use your words.”
“Yes, daddy. Please fuck me.”
I guide my cock slowly into her tight pussy, causing loud moans of pleasure to escape her mouth, her nails digging into my chest, surely leaving a mark.
“Fuck, angel. You feel so good around me. So, so good. Just move whenever you’re ready, baby.”
She slowly starts to move up and down, gaining speed with each thrust. I throw my head back in pleasure, raspy groans and moans escaping my lips.
She moves her head out of my neck and places her lips on mine, starting a heated kiss, tongues immediately finding their way to each other. She pulls away and gives me a smug smile, biting her lip, a small chuckle escaping her lips.
“Shit, you’re so good, H. Fuck, I’m gonna cum.”
“Let go, angel.”
She immediately goes limp, her legs shaking, having quite the orgasm. What a beautiful fucking sight that is.
Just when she thought we were done, I bend her over on the chair, her knees on the ground, and thrust my cock straight into her pussy.
“Fuck! Holy shit! That feels so good.”
“Yeah? You like that, baby? Does it hit your spot?”
“Fuck, yes it does. Feel you in my tummy, daddy.”
“That’s what I like to hear, babylove.”
I notice her legs start trembling again, me getting close to my high as well.
“Fuck, daddy. Please cum inside me. I want it all.”
“Shit. I’m gonna cum angel. You’re so good. So good.”
I feel my cock start to twitch inside of her, before I let go and cum right inside her pretty, little pussy.
“Daddy’s little cumdump, aren’t you?”
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illicifair · 11 months
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✿𝆬  ꫂ like snow on the beach ⋆ ࣪. ꔛ 
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violetsandfluff · 2 years
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it’s probably been written many times, but here goes nothing! harry gets his wisdom teeth removed and acts all soft and fluffy.
Harry had specifically requested that Anne bring Y/N to pick him up from his wisdom teeth removal. “Want her to record my reaction for Zayn,” he explained with a huge smile on his face. “I’m not excited for it to hurt, I’m just excited to see my reaction.”
Anne just shook her head and agreed to bring her along, knowing that she would be able to console him as she drove.
Y/N gave Harry a huge hug as he went into the room ‘unafraid’, but she felt the nervous hammering of his heart against her ear.
Now here she was, talking to a nurse who said that the teeth came out well, and that he was fit to go home.
Harry walked drunkenly out of the back room and beelined for her the moment she came into view. “Baby,” he mumbled through the gauze in his mouth, “missed you s’bad.”
She wrapped her arms around him and assisted him out to the car where Anne sat, waiting. She helped him into the back seat and buckled his seatbelt around him.
“Feel good?”
His head fell back dramatically against the headrest as she walked to the other side of the car. She made a point to set her phone up in the cup holder to record his reaction.
“Don’t feel good,” he groaned. “It hurts so bad.” Tears trickled from his closed eyes as he cradled his chin gently and you buckled yourself into the middle seat.
“I’m so sorry, bubby,” you frowned as you caressed his rosy cheek. “Let’s get you home and you can take a nap, sound good?”
He nodded as he rested his sore jaw against your shoulder. “Love you,” he murmured softly. “You always make me feel better.”
“That’s sweet,” you said honestly. “Do you want a kiss?”
He nodded and lifted his head and let you kiss his cheeks, still asking tearfully, “But what about my mouth?”
“Doesn’t it hurt?”
“Your kissies make everything better.”
This earned him several delicate kisses on the lips, as well as on the top of his nose and his forehead, just like she did every night.
“Thank you,” he sighed, still feeling the warm love settle into his skin, “but you can’t do those. Those mean it’s bedtime.”
“Oh!” She grinned as she pretended to wipe the kisses off. “Let’s start over.” She kissed his lips delicately as he smiled through his gauze, eyes closed with satisfaction.
“Better?”
“All better, thank you.”
“Anytime.” She busied herself playing with his curls as he hummed contentedly at the feeling of her hands.
“Hey,” he announced presently, in a hushed voice, “I have a question. A really, really big question.”
“What is it?”
“Can I marry you?”
Her fingers stopped running through his hair and she gave a small gasp before resting her head gingerly on his quivering shoulder. “Of course,” she responded, still surprised that the words had crossed his lips.
“Thanks, but I want to marry you now,” he emphasized as he picked up your left hand and took the ring off your middle finger and slid it onto your right ring finger. “There,” he said with satisfaction. “Now we’re married!”
She gave a small laugh before kissing him on the cheek. “Love you more than anyone,” she confirmed.
When they got home, Y/N assisted Harry up the stairs and into his bed. She pulled the blanket up around him and tucked it beneath his chin. “How does it feel?”
“How does what feel?”
“Your blankets.”
“They feel good,” he began slowly, “but I want you to give me cuddles.” He was so sleepy and whiny that she couldn’t have declined if she’d wanted to. He was in so much pain and all he wanted was her cuddles to make him feel better.
She climbed wordlessly into his bed and pulled him close to her. She held his head against her chest and rubbed his back as it heaved with sobs.
“You’re gonna be okay,” she whispered against his forehead. “You know how I know that?”
He shrugged as he continued crying.
“Because I’m right here and I can give you snuggles until you feel better.”
He hung into her arms for dear life as he drifted off.
Anne came into the room to check on him and saw him cuddling with her. She noticed his hands wrapped around her arms like a snake and made a strange face. “What is he doing?”
“Sleeping,” she laughed. “Duh! He’s just a sleepy baby.”
She smiled as she traced circles on his hand. “He doesn’t want you to leave him.”
“Don’t worry. I’m not going anywhere.”
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itsgigikay · 2 years
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When It All Started
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A/N: This was a pretty long one, I’m either thinking of making this into a series or just making a two part type of thing. Let me know what you all prefer. Again I apologize for any grammar/spelling mistakes. Feedback is always welcomed! Much love!!
Harry Styles x Reader
Warning: Little bit of smut in the beginning. Fetus harry.
“H-harry” she whimpered, sinking down on her husband where their pelvic bones meet. His hands on her hips helped her with the movements.
“Oh go-fuckkk baby you look so pretty. Your tits bouncing-“ Bringing his tongue closer to her right areola teasing her, teasing it then finally popping the hard nipple in his mouth giving it a little pull and finally sucking on it she lets out a groan. What made her stomach coil even more was when his hand grasped her left boob giving it a little squeeze while still sucking on her right nipple. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head while throwing it back and letting out something incoherent.
She let out another moan, her hands running through his hair leaving them on his shoulders so she could continue bouncing on his cock. One hand settling at the top of his hair and one around his shoulder. His hands trying to get every feeling of her but settling on her left hip and one hand covering her whole back. Both their pants filling up the room as they get closer to their orgasm.
Y/N and Harry have known each for as long as they can remember. They meet in the bakery where he used to work in, W. Mandeville Bakery. Y/N had walked in with her niece, Jenifer. That morning she had promised her a treat, more like a bribe, since it was the first day of school. Y/N was new to this town, she lived in New York her whole life but her dad was fired from his job after 12 years they had let him go. He had finally got a new job with great pay, benefits for him, his kids and even his grandbaby Jenifer, however there was one condition the position is in the United Kingdom so here they are in Holmes Chapel 6 months later.
When Y/N and Jenifer entered the front door chimed. Y/N and Jenifer came closer and looked through the windows and menu to see what looked appetizing. “Can I help you with anything?” Y/N looked up and saw a boy with a mop of curly hair, green eyes,dimples on each cheek, and wearing an apron with a name tag that said “HARRY” in big bold letters.
“Hi yes sorry, Jeni, did you pick what you wanted?” she said nervously to her niece.
“I no know auntie” she looked up at her aunt with those big brown eyes shrugging her shoulders “Mister you have anyfing good?” looking back at Harry behind the register.
“Well we have the vetenies fancy is always a favorite” he said walking around to point them out.
“I want doughnuts” Jenifer said, furrowing her eyebrows and stomping her feet, while looking up at Y/N.
“What about doughnuts?” Y/N asked while signing as her hazel eyes met his green eyes, with a little pink dust creeping on her cheeks.
“Oh doughnuts are good” he said while giggling with Y/N, smiling hard that his dimples were on display.
“Can we get two please” she said while taking her wallet out and handing him money.
“Sure that will be 10 pounds please… i’ll bring them right over” he said handing her the change. “You don’t look like you’re from here” he said while starting to get little bags for the doughnuts.
“Uh ya no we just moved her last week, from New York.” pulling a small strand of hair behind her ear.
“What flavor would you like, plain glazed or jelly filled? That's pretty cool, what school would you be going to?” he replied.
“One of each should be fine and I’m going to Holmes Chapel Comprehensive School And Sixth Form College, Year 13 you’ve heard of it?” she said. She was pretty nervous to start school tomorrow, being the new kid is never easy.
“Yeah I’ll be in Year 12 actually, maybe we’ll have some classes together” he said, handing her the bags of sweets his blood rushing to the apples of his cheeks.
“Uh yeah maybe we will and thanks again, Harry” thanking him while picking up the bag and walking towards the door.
“Wait I didn’t get your name” he asked right as she was stepping out the door.
“Y/N” she said, looking down and walking out while holding Jenifer’s hand.
Little did she know after that day Harry would be her best friend, and even her crush. She wouldn’t know he’s got the same feelings she does. She didn’t know he’ll be Harry Styles and she’ll be there every step of the way through the hate, heartbreak of the band breaking up, heartbreak of girls, the peak of his solo fame. Most importantly, she didn't know he’ll end up her boyfriend, her fiance and her better half, a husband who will always think about her, who he’ll always come home to and who will always love her for her no matter what.
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Some of my favourite Larry stylinson GIFs. (Fetus edition.)
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