#harry is in the us and we never saw louis arrive in any airport

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GRYLES!!!

Rebuilding the Gryles Timeline expertly crafted here because I’m always afraid of broken links and people going private and losing data.

Not only is there a ton of great evidence that these guys were dating such as Harry leaving Nick’s place in the morning wearing the same clothes as he’d worn the night before, I’ve also got a friend who works in the UK music industry and she did tell me these guys did date.  Nick is 100% out as gay so it really does all add up.

Gryles very obviously takes place during Haylor, debunking Harry as the 1989 muse, and if it’s not Harry you do have to wonder... who with green eyes and an obsession with Alice and Wonderland was heavily featured in Taylor’s life and then disappeared before 1989 - a breakup album about someone with green eyes who seems to relate to Alice in Wonderland drops?

You get it.

Anyway here’s Gryles:

This is a little game I like to call "let's talk about Nick/Harry dates and how they line up with Harry leaving and entering the country".

06. February 5th 2012 - Harry and Nick go to a Super Bowl party together.

One Direction in Sweden February 12th - 14th. (Came home by train on the 14th.)

07. February 14, 2012 - VALENTINE'S DAY!

08. February 18, 2012 - Stella McCartney Fashion show with Nick's mom.

09. February 21, 2012 - Brit Awards!

10. February 22, 2012 - They attend a party together. (Nick might have been DJing?)

11. February 23, 2012 - Harry spotted leaving Nick Grimshaw's flat in the same outfit he was wearing the night before.

The morning of February 23rd One Direction flies to the US for their tour and doesn't return to the UK until April 24th, 2012.

This trip is supposedly where Haylor 1.0 happens.  Harry supposedly meets Taylor at the KCA’s on March 31 and they fall for one another.  Taylor supposedly goes to NYC to be with Harry (even though she spends the whole time with Dianna) during the first week of April.  Then they supposedly enter into a long distance relationship that is broken up because Harry was seen out with another girl.

All the while the last thing Harry does before he leaves the UK is spend the night with Nick and then the first thing he does is goes back to him.

Yeah, I’m not buying Haylor 1.0 it seems pretty clear to me that Taylor wanted to pin I Knew You Were Trouble on Harry as a big pop anthem to support her transition to pop.  I think it’s even possible they faked Harry being spotted out with that girl or perhaps he and Nick had some kind of agreement.  I’m not saying Gryles was always exclusive (they may have been), but regardless I don’t see Red era Taylor being cool enough to share her boyfriend with a man.

12. April 25, 2012 - Nick and Harry out together the morning after he returned.

Harry also calls into Nick's radio show on the 25th and confirms that the first thing he did upon returning on the 24th was meet up with Nick and Matt Fincham for drinks so one can theorize he probably crashed w/ Nick that night.

Harry goes to LA by himself on May 1st and returns to the UK on the 5th.

May 5th, 2012 - Harry out with Annie Mac and Nick. (Thanks to my anon for clueing me into this little gem of information.)

13. May 7th, 2012 - Harry and Nick out with friends

One Direction goes to Sweden from May 10th to May 16th.

14. May 17, 2012 - The Sun reports Harry driving Nick to work.

Also out shopping together

15. May 19, 2012 - Nick posts a picture to his instragram from the Kanye West/Jay Z show at the O2.

Who cares right? So he went to see a show. But then.

Hey guess what happened the very next day? One Direction flew to Boston on May 20th, 2012 to start their summer tour in the U.S. They're gone from the 20th to July 3rd.

16. July 5, 2012 - Nick and Harry attend the launch of Tinie Tempah's shoes line.

There's some downtime and vacation time here where Harry disappears for a week while Louis is France w/ Eleanor, Niall goes to Spain, Liam and Danielle are on vacation, etc and then One Direction goes back to work July 11th recording and doing photo shoots.

17. July 19, 2012 - Harry goes out with Nick and Aimee and tweets this.

18. August 10, 2012 - Harry attends Nick's 28th birthday party at La Bodega Negra.

Pregaming before the party!

Outside La Bodega Negra

19. August 11, 2012 - Primrose Hill picnic

20. August 20, 2012 - One Direction visit Nick at BBCR1 to announce their headlining of the BBC Radio 1 Teen Choice Awards.

21. August 25, 2012 -

Nick and Harry go to lunch. (Would also like to point out that they are switching places and that Harry is going to the driver's side of Nick's car :333)

and then to Reading Festival

then Nick accompanies Harry to Liam's party at Funky Buddha

and then they leave together and go see Rita Ora at G.A.Y.

22. August 26, 2012 - The morning after, Nick tweets a shot of his hangover breakfast from Harry's Range Rover (Nick owns a Mercedes).

then a lunch date with several people

They spend this entire day together and this is the day the pics of them in the grocery store  are taken where Nick buys Harry a banana, etc

and then Harry drops Nick off for his nighttime show and picks him up again to take him to/stay with him while Nick DJs at Wonderland nightclub.

(Although, lbr. Given what we learn from Nick's final nighttime show about how often Harry hung around the studio, he probably never left.)

Wonderland! (the only time that fucking song has any bearing on Harry and he’s off being a MLM king)

23. August 28, 2012 - Leaving Nick's flat

spotted in the studio w/ Nick at BBCR1

24. August 30, 2012 - Harry films the Breakfast Show advert for Nick's #Team Grimmy commercial and then they go to Mahiki Club that night.

25. August 31, 2012 - Harry goes with Nick to his DJ gig at Paradise

and then to karaoke afterward

The lo and behold One Direction flies to Florida the very next day to film their Pepsi commercial. They're gone until September 11th.

on September 6, 2012 Taylor has Sushi with Ed and Harry in LA supposedly signaling the start of Haylor 2.0 as if Harry is not fully boyfriends with Nick.

26. September 12, 2012 - Nick's final nighttime show. (this was a gif of them being cute and playing around but I was too lazy to bring it over, you get it they’re touchy, flirty, and playful):

Nick and Aimee go on vacation together from the 14th to the 18th.

27. September 18, 2012 - This dude says he spotted Harry Styles waiting in arrivals at the airport while waiting for his sister's flight to arrive insinuating perhaps Harry was traveling with Nick and Aimee:

28. September 20, 2012 - iTunes Festival where One Direction was interviewed by Nick and Annie Mac

29. Harry calls into Nick's first Breakfast Show on September 25, 2012. Then they meet up after to see Perks of Being a Wallflower together. I can't find the tweets from the ladies who saw them there, but Nick and Emma Watson confirm later that Harry was indeed there.

30. September 29, 2012 - Spotted at Waitrose together and then the following morning Nick regales his listeners with the tale of a Spinach pie he made for a ~friend~.

31. October 5th (or 6th?), 2012 - Preparation for Ladz FM

But also on October 5th, Taylor is on Nick’s show:

32. October 6, 2012 - Ladz FM

Supposedly on this show Nick gives Harry hell for Taylor, the Haylor timeline I like puts it this way:

“One Direction and Harry make an appearance on Nick’s show the following day, and they talk about Taylor on-air for 4 minutes straight. Nick teases Harry by saying “Ol’ Swiftyyyy” over and over again when she is brought up in the conversation.” Yup that’s right, Nick was giving his own boyfriend shit about his fake girlfriend 😭😭😭 this is why I fuck w Nick’s energy.

then they went for lunch in notting hill (no Taylor? why not Harry aren’t you so happy to be back with her and in love w her?)

33. October 7, 2012 - BBC Teen Choice Awards

One Direction doing promotion for the new album.

Paris - October 11, 2012

Ireland - October 12, 2012

Manchester - October 16, 2012

Leeds - October 17, 2012

34. October 19, 2012 - Lunch in London

October 31 - One Direction in Spain

Early November One Direction goes to the US for Ellen, X Factor USA, and The Today Show. After The Today Show Harry flies to LA while the rest of One Direction goes back to London. Harry writes a song with the lead singer of Snow Patrol and rumors start flying about him hooking up with Taylor Swift.

Harry arrives back in London on November 16, 2012.

35. November 16, 2012 - Children in Need benefit concert

November 30th One Direction goes back to the U.S. for one off shows and MSG show. Haylor happens.

Harry returns to London on December 8th via Taylor's private jet and plays the Jingle Ball with the rest of One Direction. Harry and Taylor tour the UK together until December 15th when Taylor leaves for France.  Meanwhile Dianna heads out on a mystery 14 hour long flight on December 14th.

36. December 16, 2012 - Roast Dinner!

One Direction returns to the U.S. for the X Factor USA finale. Harry stays in the U.S. and goes on a ski vacation with Taylor Swift, Justin Bieber, and Selena Gomez.

He returns to the UK on December 24th.

37. December 25, 2012 - Late night Christmas leftovers. (Yes they’re spending Christmas together, that’s boyfriend behavior!)

Harry and Nick both leave London on the 29th (Nick for Puerto Rico and Harry for NYC) Harry spends New Years with Taylor and Nick spends New Years with Pixie, Aimee, and the rest of the hipster crew. Harry and Taylor then fly to Gorda British Virgin Islands where they are supposed to vacation until the 7th. Taylor leaves on the 4th and Harry goes to Necker Island alone. Tabloids say Harry and Taylor have broken up.

And that’s it for Haylor!

Harry arrives back in the UK on January 8th

38. January 8, 2013 - Sushi lunch date! (tweet confirming nick was also there.)

and harry with the girl who tweeted it.

39. January 10, 2013 - Tinie Tempah's GQ dinner.

The party was for people on the British GQ best dressed list (Nick was on it. Harry was not.)

Jessie J puts a picture of the table cards from her table on instagram. Harry doesn't have one which, you know. I'll just be here imagining him as Nick's + 1.

One Direction fly to Ghana on the 12th or 13th and return on the 15th. On the 16th Harry calls into Grimmy’s show to talk about how Fincham DOES NOT LOOK LIKE A MEMBER OF ONE DIRECTION. Finchy asks Harry when he’s back and Harry says “in a couple of days”. (Small side note here that I don’t think Finchy and Harry are at the level of friends where they keep track of one another’s schedules so the only way Finchy could have known that Harry was heading back out of town to Japan that very day is if Nick told him.)

One Direction in Japan from January 16th to the 20th.

I'm not going to count this as a time they were together because I have no hard evidence, but the night of January 20th Harry was spotted in a grocery store buying wine and Annie Mac mentions on her show that Nick ditched coming over for dinner that evening to have a friend round to his house instead. We assume it was Harry, but w/o actual proof I don't want to say it concretely.

40. January 21, 2013 - Baking for Radio 1! (Tweet confirming the friend was Harry.)

Nick tells this story the morning of the 22nd about how he forgot he had to bake, so he got up from bed, went to the store for supplies, and forgot eggs. So, he texted his friend who was coming over to bring eggs and then Nick baked while his friend yelled at him to add more butter.

41. January 22, 2013 - Watching Great British Bake Off

Do what you will with this one. Obviously there is not definite way to tell if this is Harry or not, but given the evidence of the amount of time they spend together that has been laid forth thus far, I feel comfortable saying those are indeed Harry's legs.

42. January 31, 2013 - Out for Harry's birthday at La Bodega Negra (the same place they celebrated Nick's birthday.)

Nick also went to Groucho Club afterward with Harry and mentioned on his show this morning that he hadn't slept at all. (He was still wearing the same outfit.)

43. February 1, 2013 - Aimee tweets about being in the car with Nick en route to play Laser Quest. (Can't imagine who they might be playing with.)

Nick tweeted this :)

Never

Getting

Over

This

February 19, 2013 - PreBrit Awards Dinner Hosted by Nick!

THEIR SMILEY LITTLE FACES. :3

Legit SHARING A TAXI ON THE WAY HOME

2/20/13 - At the Brit Awards together!

Leaving an after party!

taking a cab to Nick's house so Nick can change for work

hands hands hands

At Nick's flat

 2/21/13 - On The Breakfast show the morning after the Brits!

Harry on The Breakfast Show!

2/23/2013 - Nick attends One Direction's first show at the O2 in London

THE DROUGHT IS OVER!!!

8/21/2013 - Nick interviews Harry, Zayn, and Liam for TBS

Then Nick and Harry hook up later for dinner.

September 12, 2013

Harry gets off the plane from LAX, gets on the tube and meets Nick at an Elton John concert

Harry and Nick's dad at the concert, posted to Nick's instagram.

September 13, 2013

This person says they saw nick and Harry at Apartment 58 (members only club) together

https://twitter.com/LightbownL/status/378610145271771136

But, Sadie Frost also posted a picture of her and Nick getting ready to go out for LFW with no mention of Harry, so the tweet could be false facts.

But then! September 14, 2013

Sadie posts this picture of Nick sleeping on her sofa

Followed by this picture of Harry posing with her daughter

And then Nick and Harry went to Henry Hollands show at LFW together

Then to a pub with Gemma, Kelly Osborn and others

Then to dinner with James Corden and his wife

September 15, 2013

September 17, 2013 - Fashion Show East in London

November 9, 2013 - Breakfast with Anne and Robin at the Wolseley.

So Anne tweeted this in the morning. You can see the Wolseley logo at the top of the plate.

Then this girl got a pic with Harry at the Wolseley during his breakfast with Anne and Robin.

and she confirmed that Nick was eating with them https://twitter.com/alexandra_imper/status/400204985222193152

Then off to Selfridges to shop!

At Alexa Chung's birthday party!

November 10, 2013 - Ladz instagram and Aimee Phillips birthday party!

LADZ VIDEO!

November 30, 2013

Harry playing with Puppy at Nick's house.

Poppy Delevingne's hen party!

Leaving Groucho club.

December 1, 2013

Primrose Hill lighting ceremony!

Nick with Daisy Lowe and his dad!

Then this girl met Nick

https://twitter.com/rpcheald/status/407224559687852032/photo/1

and saw Harry

https://twitter.com/rpcheald/status/407209332858552320

Class of '92 movie premiere

Nick and his dad on the red carpet

Harry meeting Beckham!

December 4, 2013 - London Fashion Awards

February 17, 2014 - Taking a random taxi ride?????

and leaving Nick's flat

March 29, 2014

Sleepover at Harry's house!

Nick posted this on instagram

http://instagram.com/p/mHpTBdPJyt/

At the time we weren't sure it was Harry's drive but...

https://twitter.com/cuppanarryx/status/481310537817399296/photo/1

Hiya, doggie.

Also Nick's tweet from the morning after just because.

https://twitter.com/grimmers/status/449814322399940609

May 24, 2014 - Radio 1's Big Weekend

May 28, 2014 - Barry's BC London

And link to post about the other tweets x

June 8, 2014

Nick attends One Directions show at Wembley Stadium.

June 12, 2014

Harry at Nick driving around London in a Ferrari.

and another tweet about the Ferarri sighting.

https://twitter.com/ItsJustMikey/status/477133631602065408

Then later that evening Harry went to Nick's for his World Cup barbecue and fans took pics with Harry outside Nick's house.

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the one where five become four

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Hey everyone! I just wanted to say a huge thank you to everyone that has been following my writing recently, it’s absolutely insane to think nearly 300 people have read a couple of them! It means the world to me, so thank you <3 K xxx

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The boys had been on tour for a matter of months now; I couldn’t actually remember the last time I physically saw Harry. However, what got me through the lonely nights and long hours we couldn’t speak to each other was the knowledge I had - knowing he was doing what he loved and enjoyed above all else. There was only a few weeks of tour to go before they would all be home and with the people who loved them.

Everyone seemed just that little bit extra excited at this tour break because Zayn was to be getting married in this interlude. Perrie had kindly asked me to be a part of the wedding party, meaning me (along with many others of her close friends) had been beavering away back home, rigorously planning away from the wedding that seemed to be speeding towards us faster than we could process.

It made me so happy to see her so looking forward to the marriage - it was evident how she felt about him; and I couldn’t help but think about what it would be like for my own wedding. This year would be mine and Harry’s fifth together, and it only encouraged the small flame of excitement within me. Of course we’d spoken about marriage and the future we could have together, but he was yet to pop the question. I knew that it was definitely something I could do myself, but there was something in me that really wanted it to be Harry that asked me to be his wife - for the rest of our lives. 

I didn’t mind though, I was beyond happy where we were in our relationship currently. I felt so lucky to be a part of his hectic life and I loved to hear all the tour stories each time we got to sneak in a phone call or text. 

He really was the love of my life.

I couldn’t contain the smile that was threatening to come across my lips as I dialled Harry’s number and patiently listened to the dialling tone.

“Hello, love.” Harry’s gravely tone greeted me. Almost instantly, a frown took over my features as I pulled the phone away from my ear to quickly inspect the time. I’d been careful to leave my call late enough in the day to avoid waking him; yet his voice sounded like I’d done just that.

“Hiya, baby.” I gently responded. “Did I wake you up? I thought it was the afternoon or something there?” I questioned, leaning my body back against the pillows of our bed, my right hand absentmindedly stroking over his side of the bed as I spoke. There was a brief amount of shuffling on the other side of the phone before he spoke again.

“Y-yeah, it’s like three or something.” He replied. Now I was a little concerned. It really wasn’t like Harry at all to be so blunt on our phone calls - especially after so many weeks apart. Perhaps he was just feeling the distance particularly hard today, or recording hadn’t quite gone as smoothly as hoped. 

“You alright, Haz?” I was careful to keep my voice soft and smooth to prevent him from detecting my concern. 

“One sec,” Harry quickly replied before I heard his voice again, this time, though, at a distance from the phone. “Mate, I’m on the phone,” There was a muffled response from whoever ‘mate’ was. “No, I don’t wanna keep talking about it. We’re all in the same boat, here, I think we’ve talked about it enough for one day, don’t you think?” There was a brief moment of silence before: “You still there?”  I hummed in response, now completely confused as to what was taking place on his side of the the phone. 

“Baby...” My voice was met with a loud huff.

“Zayn’s thinking of taking a break.” He suddenly said. “He said he’s feeling too pressured and wants to go home for a week before coming back and continuing the tour.” Whatever I was expecting to be wrong, it certainly wasn’t anything like that.

“What?”

“He said we’ve been doing this almost nonstop for years and that he needs time to go home and breathe.”

“Oh my god.” I muttered, hand pushing the hair from my face. “Have you guys been talking about it all day? Is that what you just said?”

“Yeah; he just announced it at breakfast this morning and then just kinda shut himself in his room. He missed all the recording we were meant to be doing today. I don’t even know if he’s gonna come to the show tonight.”

“What are the others saying about it?” 

“Liam and Niall seem to having some sort of existential crisis about it. But honestly I’ve never seen Louis so angry before in my life.” As he spoke his words seemed to become more and more strained. 

“And you?” I spoke after he finished.

“What about me?”

“How do you feel about it?” His sniffles told me all I really needed to know but he did speak up after a minute.

“God I feel so conflicted.” His tone was a mixture of frustration, sadness and pure disappointment. I didn’t speak, allowing him time to continue. “This is like... the best thing that’s ever happened to me; this opportunity to go around doing things I love in different parts of the world, meeting fans, you know? And yeah, of course I understand the pressure he’s going on about; we’ve been putting out an album basically every year since X-Factor, but at the same time, it doesn’t feel like a chore - it’s something I want to do. It’s something we all want to do!” Pause. “Well, I thought we all wanted to do it.” He added quietly. I really felt at a loss for words. I’d never heard Harry sound so manic before and I worried what would come of this new situation. 

“Are you coming home?” I asked.

“N-no. Well, at least, I don’t think we are. I think it’s just him.” Another silence came over the phone. I really didn’t know what to say to him that would make it any better. “Baby...” Harry trailed off.

“Yeah?”

“Can you come? I just... I just really need you here right now.” I could hear him feverishly fighting back tears.

“Do you want me to come?”

“Yeah...” It almost sounded like a child, desperately calling for the comfort of his mother.

“Of course I can, my love. I’ll get there as soon as I can.”

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I managed to get a late night flight out that same day, getting me in the next day, early morning for his timezone. The hours on the plane seemed to pass at a snail’s pace; I couldn’t contact Harry; I couldn’t see if there was any news about anything for that period of time - only fuelling my anxiety at the situation. 

Finally, though, the plane landed and I was able to get into the airport, through immigration and retrieve my bag without too much delay. My knee nervously bounced against the floor of the car the entire ride towards the hotel. Harry had already notified the reception that I was to be arriving, so they gave me a key to the room without trouble. I almost ran to the lift, pressing the button about four times; as if it somehow sped up the process. 

I scanned the numbers on the walls next to the doors as I made my way down the corridor; I was pretty sure that this entire floor was dedicated to the boys and their extensive team, but I wasn’t about to waste time knocking on a million different doors. As I came closer to the end of the corridor I could hear shouting from inside room 803. I quickly glanced down at my phone, open on the text Harry had sent me with the information for the hotel.

‘Mine is 803, they should give you a key but I’ll leave it open for you xxx’

I huffed out a breath, pulling my small suitcase to a stop as I reached out for the door-handle. Before I could pull it, however, the door swung open and a red faced Niall was stood in front of me. 

Since 2011 Niall had become one of my best friends. A part from Harry (obviously) he was the one I was closest to in the band. We shared many things and I’d often been the one he called for advice on girls, or even held him (in a purely platonic way, of course) as he cried about his most recent heartbreak. He’d also been my shoulder to cry on in the times Harry and I experienced a particularly tough fight and was always willing to help both of us out in any way he could. His surprise to be met with me was evident in the way he spoke my name.

“Hey.” He cleared his throat, rubbing his palm roughly against his face. “I guess you’ve heard, then?” He asked, stepping to the side to allow me to enter the room, seeming to have forgotten about his departure of the space.

“Yeah.” I nodded in sympathy, reaching out to rub a soothing hand up and down his arm. 

“I just can’t fucking believe he could do this.” Harry came into my view as Niall spoke, his eyes red rimmed. 

“He’s just stressed, I’m sure he’ll come round. Just let him go home for a few days and cool off.” I suggested, walking towards Harry to pull him into a hug. 

“Let him go home?” Niall repeated.

“She doesn’t know, Niall. She’s just got here.” Harry speaks, voice croaky. 

“Don’t know what?” I asked, keeping my arms around Harry’s middle as I pulled away enough to look up at him. 

“He’s gone.”

“Gone?” I spoke Niall’s words again, looking between the two men in the room in utter confusion. “What do you mean he’s gone?” Harry pulled away, taking my hand to lead me towards the sofa in the room as Niall pushed the door closed and followed us. Harry and I sat, legs touching, on the sofa as Niall sunk down into the chair opposite. 

“Well you know that I said he just made the announcement at breakfast yesterday?” Harry asked, leaning back in the cushions, arm slung over the back of the furniture behind me. I nodded, urging him to continue. “He just stayed in his room pretty much all of yesterday; he spoke to Lou before the rest of us left for the show, he didn’t come, even though he said he would.”

“He was gone by the time we got back.” Niall finished. 

“Oh my god.” I breathed, my head falling into my hands. “Well what the hell does that mean?” 

“We don’t know.” Harry replied. Both men looked in a right state; I wouldn’t be surprised if they told me neither of them had a wink of sleep last night. Both of their hair, usually pretty immaculate, was now roughly sticking out every which way as if they’d been pulling and pushing at it in frustration. 

“Has any of his family said anything?” I asked. “Perrie?”

They shook their heads in reply, looking down sorrowfully. Suddenly the door was pushed open and one of their body guards walked in. 

“Sorry to interrupt,” He started, shooting me an acknowledging nod. “There’s been some... developments.”

“What developments?” Niall asked.

“I think you should just come into Liam’s room, there’s a meeting.” He said, refusing to say anything and standing to the side of the door, watching the three of us. 

“I’ll stay here.” I offered, watching Harry and Niall get up.

“No, come.” Harry said, holding his hand out. I took it, following him as he pulled me towards him, his hand at the small of my back as we were led by Niall out of the room. Collectively we muttered a ‘thanks’ to the man holding the door open as we went to the room three doors down.

“One sec,” I said, feeling my phone vibrate in my back pocket. “I’ll meet you in there.” I slipped it out, giving them an encouraging smile and nod before answering it - not looking at who the caller was. “Hello?” I was answered by someone crying out my name. “Perrie?” Harry stopped, reaching out and grabbing Niall’s arm to stop him continuing into the room as they both spun around to watch me.

“It’s Z-Zayn.” She continued to cry.

“What’s happened? Has he made it home?” I asked, exchanging a worried look with Harry. As I spoke, Louis, Liam and their tour manager emerged from the room, all standing and watching me.

“What’s going on?” Liam whispered. Niall quickly explained.

“He just texted me. He said he’s back in London, but he said that was it. He wasn’t going back. The band is over for him. And so are we!” She hiccuped between each sentence, her explanation laced with sobs. My heart seemed to come to a juddering holt at her words.

“The band’s over? What do you mean? You’re over?”

“He’s called off the wedding!” 

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I sat in Liam’s room next to Harry as their tour manager explained the situation. “So he’s quit?” Louis asked after what felt like an eternity of silence between the seven of us. It was evident in his ton and body language it was taking every fibre in his body not to rage.

“What the fuck?” Niall cried, face falling into his palms. His shoulders were shaking, showing us that his tears were falling. Liam moved to sit on the arm of his chair, pulling him into a hug, but it was clear he himself was fighting tears. 

“And he’s broken up with Perrie?” Liam confirmed, looking between me and their manager. We both nodded. 

I was absolutely stunned. I didn’t know what was going on. The last twenty four hours and been a rollercoaster, a whirlwind, going from one thing to the next in what felt like a flash.  

“Christ... I can’t believe this.” Louis said. It hadn’t gone unnoticed to me that Harry remained silent. I turned my head to look at him; he seemed to be in a sense of shock. I gently squeezed the hand that was in mine. 

“Haz...” I prodded quietly, my other hand rubbing up and down his thigh gently.

“Can we go?” He croaked, averting eye contact. 

“Um... I think we’ll be right back.” I spoke up, standing and waiting for Harry to follow. The other seemed to have an unspoken understanding; all feeling this sense of numbness and loss. We made our way back to Harry’s room in silence. I pushed the door shut behind us, watching cautiously as Harry went straight to the bed and almost fell onto it, his gaze staring up at the ceiling. I slowly approached him, laying beside him without a word. Both of his hands were sort of cupped around his mouth, eyes welling with tears. 

“Come here, baby.” I whispered, pulling his body into mine as he let out a choked sob. His head rested on my chest as I wrapped him in my arms. Soon more sobs escaped his mouth, morphing into an almost continuous cry as his body shook. “Shhh, my love, it’s okay. You’re gonna be okay. Just let it out.” I spoke gently into his hair as I kissed the back of his head. With each passing moment my heart was breaking more and more. Never had I seen him like this and it saddened me to no end. 

About half an hour had gone passed where he had uttered no words or sounds. “Thank you,” His voice was hoarse and muffled into my jumper.

“What for, my darling?”

“For coming, for being here. For just... being you.” He whimpered. I sniffled, a couple of my own tears falling from my eyes.

“Of course.” I replied, squeezing him gently. “Of course.” 

Neither of us knew what was going to follow this day; would the band continue? Would this be the end of the road for all of them? All I did know was that as long as Harry and I were together, we could weather any storm thrown our way, because we loved each other, supported each other, unconditionally. 

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47: MIDNIGHT MEMORIES - ONE DIRECTION (REQUESTED)

HARRY

“Straight off the plane to a new hotel

Just touched down, you could never tell”

You knew going on tour with Harry was going to be crazy, but missing him that much when he was gone was way worse. Good thing you were able to do your work in any place in the world and that, at least make you feel stable and well this tour was only 3 months. At first, your parents weren’t that happy with your decision, even though they loved Harry and approved your relationship, but as weeks passed by and you talked to them almost every day and they saw how happy you looked, they started to feel different about it. The funny thing was that sometimes you wouldn’t even know for you where you were located for a few days and they would make fun of you but in a good way. You were having the time of your life, being able to sleep every night next to the love of your life, and waking up with him. Every day he would do something sweet for you like a nice breakfast in bed or a new place in the city to know because he knew the sacrifice you were making for him and he appreciated it, and that was love. 

NIALL

“A big house party with a crowded kitchen

 People talk (shh) but we don't listen”

Your friends couldn’t believe it when you told them you were dating Niall Horan, it was crazy knowing how much you loved him and his music when you were a teenager and now being with him was a lot to process but in a good way, because they were truly supportive. As you have been together for 3 months with Niall you decided it was time for him to meet them and that’s when you decided to take him to a party that your group was going. When you arrived, you presented him and all your friends were really nice to him and that made you happy. The sad thing you didn’t know that of course some people at the party were nice and the others not so much and you started seeing some girls making fun of you and making videos of Niall without his consent and well, that made you feel terrible because you wanted your boyfriend to have a good time and when he saw your expression he took you out of the house so you could talk. “Babe, that kind of thing is going to keep happening and that sucks and I wish we could not have to live it but that’s life. And you know what? It’ doesn’t matter, they can say, they can record and they can do anything they want but we won’t let it affect us. We’re better than that” he said as he grabbed you close and gave you a hug that for the first time in a while made you feel really secure. And at that moment, you realized you were going to be brave for your relationship because that boy was so worth it.  

ZAYN

“Don't look back, baby, follow me

 I don't know where I'm going but I'm finding my way”

One of the things about Zayn that you loved the most was how brave he was. Even since you started dating and you realized how vulnerable he would be and how in love he was with her music you knew he was special and being able to have a serious relationship with him it has been a great journey to learn about so many things like love and hard work that you felt really lucky and really believed and trusted him. And remembering this made you realize that you were making the right choice by leaving your hometown and moving in with him. Of course, you were scared, and he knew it but he was there making you feel secure and that meant the world to you. He helped you find a job, he organized future trips for you to see your family again and that was amazing, knowing how much he cared about you and how serious your relationship was going. It was new for him too, and of course, you knew he was a little bit scared too but knowing that you were going to be together made him feel stronger and that was how leaving your only known home with him felt so right. 

LOUIS

“You and me and all our friends

 I don't care how much we spend

 Baby, this is what the night is for”

You loved your boyfriend and your mutual friends, you weren’t a big group only 6 people but you were always having a great time together. It was a great idea having this trip to Las Vegas and for the past 2 days, you’ve been drinking and dancing and fooling around. You woke up hangover next to Louis and as you saw him peacefully sleeping you decided to not make any noise and go take a shower. You took your time and when you went outside to the bedroom you saw a beautiful breakfast served and your boyfriend waiting for you, you couldn’t help but smile. “Good morning my love” he said as he saw you. “Good morning to you too, my amazing boyfriend who ordered us breakfast” you sat next to him and you both ate a lot, you were talking about your amazing trip and silly stuff until he makes a really serious face. “Love, I’ve been sure about a few things in my life, about how much I love my family, about my music but most importantly about who I want to spend the rest of my life with and that person is you. These 3 years together have been enough for me to realize that you’re my other half and I’ve been having this crazy idea about asking you to marry me here because I know you love spontaneous things as much as me and I would love to get married here with you” He said while he grabbed a beautiful ring on his hand. Your eyes were full of tears, happy tears because this proposal was perfect. “I would love to marry you, Louis. Here, any place. Now, today, tomorrow. You’re the love of my life, I love youuuu” you sad while kissing him. And that’s how that night you were getting married in a beautiful chapel with your closest friends being present.

LIAM

“I know nothing's making sense

 For tonight let's just pretend

 I don't wanna stop so give me more”

Liam was your best friend, you’ve been friends for more than 5 years almost since you moved to London. And you were inseparable when he was in town almost every time except when some of you had a relationship and that’s why you were so excited about him coming home next week because it was the first time in a long time that you were both single and that only meant you could really have quality time. You were that excited to see him that you decided to surprise him at the airport. He looked serious, mostly because of paparazzi but when he saw you his expression changed completely, he had a big smile and ran to hug you. You went to his car and you decided to have a sleepover but the ones you had always ended up in getting really drunk. You went to your place and put pajamas. As drinks started to get some effect you started noticing he was coming really close to you and you were ok with it but of course you were scared you loved him very much and nothing compared to that kind of friendship so you decided to slowly back off. “y/n, I can’t help it I know it’s weird but knowing you’re single and being single makes impossible to control how I feel about you.” He said. And you would like to say you were surprised but to be honest you both knew that you were attracted to each other but never acted because of your past partners. “I just don’t want to thing get weird between us, Li” you said feeling shy. “I know this is crazy but let’s give it a try” he replied as he slowly kissed you. YOU FELT SO MANY BUTTERFLIES IN YOUR BELLY, IT WAS CRAZY. You ended up sleeping together and you fell sleep worried about tomorrow. When you woke up the next day he wasn’t next to you and you felt a terrible pain in your chest, you were about to cry when you saw him coming in with two big coffees from Starbucks and you smiled. He got closer and kissed you on the lips and boom, you felt the butterflies all over again. Maybe this wasn’t a crazy idea at all.

[abundanceofsoph]

SkyFire 1: Chapter 15

Rori in Manchester: May 2014 

Word count: 2.3k

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◊Harry: good luck with your final exam this afternoon. I know you’re gonna crush it, love. H

Aurora smirked at her phone as she read Harry’s text. She had actually finished her exams two days ago but had told Harry that she had one more today which is why she couldn’t make it back to the UK in time for the bands Manchester shows. He’d floated the idea months earlier, wanting her to meet his mum, stepfather and his sister. When she’d told him that her exams didn’t finish in time for her to make it to the show, they had made a new plan for his family to travel down to London for the shows the following week and Aurora would fly in to meet them before joining the band on the European leg of the tour. Unbeknown to Harry, Aurora was currently at the airport, waiting for the StarkJet to depart for Manchester airport. She would arrive on the day of the first of two shows in Harry’s home city and she was excited to surprise her boyfriend and finally meet his family.

Once the jet finally touched down at the airport, Aurora took a cab to the stadium. Before she climbed out of the cab, she quickly pulled her long dark hair back in 2 braids, covering her eyes with a large pair of sunglasses and tugging a baseball cap down low over her brow. She joined the queue forming outside the venue, chatting with some of the fans already in line, smirking when none of them realised who she was at first.

Eventually a few of those standing closest to her in the line recognised her but she shushed them and swore them to secrecy. “I just want to experience the show like any other fan,” she told them. “If you want, we can take some selfies together, but could you wait until tomorrow to post them?” They’d agreed and she had enjoyed spending the majority of the day chatting away with them while they waited. When the doors finally opened, Aurora ran with her new friends into the venue, staking out their position against the barricade next to the catwalk section of the stage about halfway along. Once the lights dimmed for the start of the show, Rori finally took off her baseball cap and pulled her hair out of the braids, combing her fingers through them and tossing her hair back over her shoulders.

Aurora was euphoric as she felt the energy of the crowd surrounding her and the music blasting from the speakers. The entire stadium felt electrified and she felt a grin splitting her face apart as she screamed along to the song. In that moment she felt as if she had been transported back in time, she was suddenly the 15 year old standing in the crowd of the X Factor live tour with her best friend and their mums, screaming along to the same 5 boys, only now she was 19 and it was no longer Liam that held her attention. She hadn’t been able to look away from Harry since the moment he’d stepped out on stage and her heart soared to see the pure joy on his face as he danced across the stage with his 4 best friends, his brothers, singing his heart out to the sold out Manchester crowd.

As the final notes of Rock Me played out she took a deep breath, running her fingers through her hair to push it back out of her face as sweat beaded across her body from the dancing and the swelling crowd surrounding her. She was leaning against the barrier and looked up with a goofy grin, watching Harry and the other boys walking back towards where she was standing as Niall spoke to the screaming girls about the upcoming song. By some stroke of luck, as Harry took a seat on the central apparatus built into the stage he looked out over the crowd and spotted her standing only a few metres in front of him, freezing in place in shock as their eyes locked. The girls around her started screaming hysterically in response to his stare and she shot him a cheeky grin and a little wave that caused a huge grin to break out across his face, exposing his dimples. ‘What are you doing here?’ he mouthed, to which she replied by shouting back a joyful, “Surprise!”

He shook his head in bafflement, blowing her a kiss as the music began to swell and Liam sang the first lines of Don’t Forget Where You Belong. His eyes kept returning to hers as the song continued and every time he saw her singing back at him, his smile grew impossibly bigger. At the end of the song they once again locked eyes and he mouthed the words ‘I love you’.

The concert continued on with Rori having an incredible time, letting herself pretend she was just another fan in the crowd, screaming along to her favourite songs, but every so often when he passed by her section of the crowd, Harry’s smile would grow and he would throw a wink or blow a kiss in her direction, causing those around her to meltdown and swoon at their idol. Half a dozen songs after he first spotted her, all 5 boys returned to the raised section of staging and Harry sat himself down directly in front of her, with Niall sitting to his left with his guitar. The young couple locked eyes as Zayn sang the opening lines of Little Things. Aurora’s eyes grew damp with unshed tears while Harry sang out, “You’re perfect to me,” as he stared into her eyes and the tears spilled down her cheeks as she sang back along with him, “I’m in love with you and all these little things.”

It was much later in the concert, towards the end, when things changed. The smiles, winks and kisses that Harry had been directing towards his girlfriend all night had the fans surrounding her riled up into such a frenzy that during Story of My Life they all began to push forwards towards the stage, causing those against the barriers to become crushed against the metal. Louis noticed the problem moments before the nearest security guard, immediately signalling to the band to cut the music and drawing the security teams’ attention. “Is everyone alright down there?” he asked, his accent thickening with his concern for the fans. The other boys turned towards Louis trying to catch up to what was happening, and the moment Harry noticed that Louis was standing in front of Aurora’s section of the crowd he sprinted across the stage towards her, panic clear on his face. By the time he reached Louis’ side, the security guards had already managed to pull several of the girls over the barriers and Louis was instructing the fans behind to calm down and stop pressing forward. Rori quickly joined the few fans standing between the barriers and the stage and as soon as she was out of the crush she looked up to find Harry crouching down on the side of the stage in an attempt to get closer to her without leaving the stage and causing a bigger crush from the crowd. “Are you alright?” he yelled in concern, visibly relaxing when she nodded and smiled reassuringly back. He stayed kneeling at the edge of the stage until the situation had been sorted and just before Rori was ushered away to a different part of the crowd, Harry signalled to the guard by her side to wait. By the time he jumped down from the stage, a camera had already been tracking the situation and a large percentage of the crowd was already aware that the girl with the black hair was in fact Aurora Stark, so when Harry swept her into his arms the crowd around them erupted into screams with the confirmation of the rumours that the two were dating. He turned to the waiting guard as they pulled apart, insisting that he make sure she was taken backstage to watch the remainder of the show in safety before he quickly climbed back on to the stage.

After the show, Harry rushed to his girlfriend's side, pulling Aurora into a hug and spinning her around as soon as he reached her. “I can’t believe you’re here,” he yelled excitedly. “I thought I wasn’t going to see you for another week.”

“Surprise,” she giggled, gripping his face in her hands and kissing him deeply. “I missed you.”

“God, I missed you,” Harry sighed. “OMG are you ok?” he gasped suddenly remembering the crush in the crowd.

“I’m fine,” Rori assured him. “Although I feel bad about the rest of the fans that caught up in it all though. It was kind of stupid, now that I think about it.”

“But very romantic,” Harry said. “Everyone’s allowed to make mistakes. I’ll check with security in a minute and make sure everyone’s ok.”

“The secrets out about us now I guess,” she murmured. “Sorry.”

“Never apologize,” Harry replied. “This was a wonderful surprise and we were going to announce it next week anyway so who cares. I’m just glad you’re here.”

xXx

Aurora’s knee bounced nervously as the van pulled up out the front of Harry’s family home. He reached across to place a comforting hand on her thigh, stilling the anxious movement. “Just be yourself,” he whispered in her ear as the other boys climbed out of the van. “They’ll love you; I promise.”

The couple climbed out of the car, joining the other 4 boys as they walked towards the front door of the house. Harry squeezed his girlfriends’ hand in his while Liam knocked on the door. Anne threw open the door with a wide smile, welcoming the boys into her home. Harry bounded forward, sweeping his mother into a bruising hug. “So good to have you home, love,” she murmured into her sons’ curls.

“Brought someone to meet you,” he said, pulling back from the hug and Anne’s eyes widen as he reached back, taking Aurora’s hand and pulling her to his side.

“Aurora. I thought we wouldn’t be seeing you until next week in London,” Anne said in surprise before hugging the young woman warmly. “It’s so lovely to have you here. Come on in.”

Harry threw a smirk towards his girlfriend, his expression clearly saying, ‘I told you so’. She rolled her eyes in response, following Anne into the front sitting room where the rest of the band was already crowded onto the sofas with Gemma and Robin joining them.

“How about I chuck the kettle on?” Anne asked the room. “Who wants a cuppa?”

“I’ll come give you a hand,” Rori offered, earning her a smile from Harry. He kissed her cheek before heading over to hug his stepfather and then throwing himself onto the sofa beside his sister. Rori followed Anne into the kitchen and watched as the older woman filled the kettle under the tap and then put in on to boil. 

“I take it you surprised Harry by flying in a week early?” Anne asked once she turned away from her task. “I’m sure he was thrilled.”

“He was,” Rori said with a smile. “I couldn’t wait to get here.”

“I’m glad you are. He’s told me a lot about you. Hasn’t shut up about you really.”

Rori’s eyes widened and Anne chuckled. “I’m sure you already know this but he’s quite fond of you, love. You’ve made quite the impression.”

“I’m pretty fond of him too,” Rori admitted. “You raised an incredible man.” 

“Thank you but trust me, he made it easy for me.”

“I was nervous to meet you,” Aurora admitted with a small chuckle. “I should have known you’d be so welcoming.”

“From everything Harry’s told us, I knew that you’d be a wonderful woman,” Anne said. “We’re excited to have you join the family.”

“Thought I’d come make sure everyone was playing nicely together,” Harry interrupted with a cheeky grin. He crossed the kitchen quickly, stopping behind Aurora and wrapping his arms around her shoulders. 

“I was just about to tell Aurora here all of your most embarrassing childhood moments,” Anne told her son, laughing loudly when he replied with a groan and hid his face in Aurora’s shoulder.

“Not to mention all the baby photos I need to see,” Rori joked, grinning widely at Anne as Harry complained about bullying.

They stayed at the Twist house for the rest of the afternoon before the boys headed back to the city for soundcheck and preshow preparations. Aurora stayed behind after Anne and Robin offered to give her lift when they headed in for the show later in the day. Despite only having spent a few hours with Anne, Robin and Gemma, Aurora found herself fitting into the family dynamic easily. She hadn’t realised how starved she had been for a maternal figure in her life until Anne had welcomed her with open arms. Her own mother had only been gone for 3 and a half years, and while no one would ever replace Louise, Aurora found herself comforted by Anne’s presence.

When they arrived at the arena that evening, they were escorted backstage and found the boys in the green room. Harry was quickly at her side as soon as they entered, his dimples flashing. “How was the rest of your afternoon, love?” he murmured in her ear, wrapping his arms tightly around her torso.

“It was great,” she said. “I love your family.”

“Knew you would,” he replied.

Unlike the previous night’s show, Aurora watched the second show from the side of stage with the rest of Harry’s family, dancing with Gemma to their favourite tracks. Following the show, Harry and Aurora headed back to the hotel with the rest of the boys and in the morning Rori joined the band as they travelled north for a midweek show in Edinburgh before heading to London for 3 shows at Wembley.

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[harryforvogue]

Post ur old harry fanfic!! I’ve been thinking about it all day

the main character’s name is sam….i’m not gonna ask you to not laugh because i know you will :( i checked the dates, the turns out, i wrote this before the zayn fic so… yup. i typed this up in november of 2012 so i was 11 when i wrote it out in my journal…

Everyone was already standing up getting out their luggage. I groaned and stood up also, stretching.

I looked out my window and gasped. We were in LONDON!

I snapped out my daydream and ran ahead to catch up with the rest of my family.

Outside was the most amazing view i had ever seen in my life. The sun was beating down at us wind breezing through my hair. I smiled and walked into the airport.

We went to the luggage area and waited for the rest of our bags to arrive.

Just as I spotted mine, I ran to pick it up. But instead, I was followed by another pair of hands who gripped the same suitcase as I.

I looked up to the most beautiful I’d ever come across. His green eyes bore into mine, his lips perfect and pink.

His hair was sort of moppy and curly as heck. His body was slender and he towered over me by 2 inches.

“I’m sorry,” he spoke, “I thought this was my bag.”

His thick accent came in the way and I snapped out of my dream again.

“O-Oh no. That’s alright.”

He raised his eyebrows when he noticed my own accent. Then he smiled, revealing adorable dimples and leaved.

I sucked in my breath and walked away with my things.

When I reached back, I cried out, “I just saw the cutest boy ever!”

“Awwww.” They all chorused.

I blushed and looked down, smiling like mad.

When we finally caught a taxi and reached home, I couldn’t stop thinking about HIM. Everything about him was breathtaking.

The car stopped and I looked out. Why was everything here so amazing?

We ran inside, including the parents, and checked out everyroom. It was awesome!

“C’mon Sam! Let’s take a walk outside our new neighborhood.” Alison gushed pulling me out

“Be safe!” Our parents yelled after us.

We linked arms and started walking swiftly outside. After walking for blocks we decided to take a rest.

Finding a park, I sat down with my new sister. “This is just…Wow.” I sighed.

Suddenly, a dark shadow casted upon us of a tall boy. I looked up and saw the boy with sparkling green eyes.

My breath hitched as I looked down blushing like mad.

“May I sit here?” He asked.

I scooted over. “Sure.”

He sat with ease and said, “We met at the airport a few hours ago. You remember?”

I nodded . “Yes.”

Suddenly I noticed Al wasn’t next to me.

I gulped and he started talking again.

“I never caught your name.”

“My name is Sam. Sam Jen- Daniels.”

He stuck out his hand “Nice to meet you,Sam. My name is Harry. Harry Styles.”

I shook his hand and immediately felt warm all over

This was the start of something new.

Alison came running back to the bench.

“Where’d you go?” I demanded.

“Sorry. I thought he was a random hobo trying to stealing our purse,” Oh god.

“Well he’s not. Harry, Alison. Alison, Harry.” I introduced them.

“He’s the boy I met at the airport,” I told her before she got any suspicions

So, Harry. How did you manage to hunt down Sam?” She raised an eyebrow.

I elbowed her in the ribs.

But Harry just laughed. Maybe it was because he was used to people being so rude to him. Or maybe it was to dazzle me with his hearty laugh.

“Actually, I live in the neighborhood. Bumping into Sam at the airport was just a coincidence,”

“You live here?” I cried out before I could stop myself.

“Why yes. Do you?”

“Why,yes. We moved here at least 2 hours ago,”: Alison mocked Harry. How embarrassing.

I poked her again but this time she barely moved an inch.

“Harry, what were you doing at the airport exactly?”She continued

“I was picking up my friends. Why are you asking  this,” He gave me a scared look.

“Hmmm.  They are whom?”

“Louis and his girlfriend Eleanor. Now please stop interrogating me,” he cried.

“You are from America right?” He spoke without hearing Alison’s reply.

“No shit, Sherlock.” Crap.

“Umm. We’ll go now. It was great meeting you again Harry. Bye.” I said hastily.

“Alrighty. Bye. No wait!.”

I spun around. “Yes?”

“Can I have your number?” he said nervously.

I nodded acted cool with it, though my heart was a jack hammer. He held open his palm nd I reached into my back pocket and handed it to him. I heard him punch in his name and hand it back

“I texted myself your number. Thanks.”

“Bye Harry,”

He waved his hand and as soon as he was out of sight I freaked.

“Alison Daniels. What is wrong with you?!”

“Me? Did you SEE the way he was looking at you? He is probably a damn player. Now you have his number. What are you going to do next?”

I shook my head. I didn’t’ know what was next. Boys are supposed to make the move right?

That night I dreamed about Harry and the first time I met him. We both reached for the bag at the same time and his hand clasped onto mine. He looked me dead in the eye and came closer until his lips were inches from mine.

Almost there…ws

RING!!!

I woke up, surrounded in sweat and my phone was ringing. Perfect way to wake up from an awesome dream like that! Note the sarcasm.

I looked at the caller I.D. and saw

Harold

I jolted up and pressed the phone to my ear.

“Hey Harry,”

“Hi Sam, are you awake?” his deep amused voice boomed.

“I am now.”

He laughed and continued.

“I know this is kind of going fast but I want to ask you something,:

“Go ahead.”

“Will you…go to dinner? With me, that is.” He said slowly.

I suddenly felt awaken and full of energy.

“Yes! Of course I will!”

I pictured him smiling.“Great! Text me your address and I’ll pick you up at 7?”

“Perfect!”

“Ok! Bye!”

I troied to hold in my scream as I made my way to Alison’s room. I jumped on top of mer blankets and screamed my great news.

“What idiot asks a girl on a date at 9 in the morning,” she groaned.

But I didn’t care about that. I was way too happy and nobody could ruin this for me.

[stylesdimplefeelings]

Whipped…boyfriend!!!

“Boo!”

Y/N isn’t expecting for Harry to be surprised much, at least not for sneaking up on him.

“Y/N, love! I’ve missed ye’ so much, kitten!”

He tucks his phone into his back pocket before wrapping his arms around her waist and picking her up, a grin so wide and a feeling so comforting that nothing in the world could ruin the moment.

“Missed you loads, too, H!” She whispers into his hair, the feeling of his breath on her neck soothing her instantly.

Harry pecks at her neck before setting her back down, his eyes scanning over her every feature. His heart melts at the way she looks up at him, and when he sees her stand on her tip toes, he leans down to press his lips to hers.

It’s a playful exchange of kisses, with Y/N’s hands gripping at the sides of his printed shirt, and Harry’s large hands cupping her face. Kisses with open eyes and big stupid smiles. Kisses that don’t last longer than three second before their lips separate only to press together again. And in between them, Harry whispers ‘missed ye’ too much’ and 'I love you’ in broken phrases.

Missed. Kiss. Ye’. Kiss. Too. Kiss. Much. Kiss.

He nudges his nose against hers lightly before pressing one last kiss to her forehead and wrapping an arm around her neck so it dangles over her shoulder as they begin to walk.

“Didn’t tell me ye’ were comin’ for a visit, love.”

Not that Harry minds, at all. He just would’ve liked to have been the first person she saw, not some random cabbie or whoever picked her up at the airport.

“Thought it’d be fun to pop by unannounced. Jeff pitched the idea after he overheard Mer talking to me over the phone. Said you could use a little company in that empty hotel room of yours.”

She bumps his hip with hers, giggling for a moment at the famous half smirk he gives her.

“Hm, well if tha’s why ye’ came here then I reckon we should get t’ tha’ empty hotel room, ehh?”

He’s stopped dead in his tracks, moving to stand in front of Y/N to look at her directly. And Harry can visibly see her tense up, the playful look she’d been sporting a few seconds ago gone.

“Y/N-” he begins, eyebrows furrowed into concern, only to be cut off.

“I’m sorry, H. I know it’s taking forever, but it’s just-” and she’s trying so hard not to disappoint him. She knows they’ve been dating far too long for intimacy not to be part of the relationship already, and it makes her mad that she can’t let herself love him in that way. Not because she doesn’t want to, she knows they’re meant to be together, she just doesn’t feel ready yet.

“No. No, kitten, you’ve got nothing t’ apologise for,” Harry’s hands rub at her upper arms soothingly, hoping to assure her that he’s okay with it, “m'not ever g'na rush this. I want ye’ t’ be sure when the time comes that you want it as much as I do.”

“But I know that it’s frustrating and-”

“-and m'g'na wait as long as I’ve got t’. M'not g'na love ye’ less b'cos of it. Jus’ wan’ ye’ t’ be sure, love.”

He gives her that smile. That toothy smile that can make all their problems fade into nothing. And so she smiles, too.

“Tha’s m'girl.”

***

“Well would ye’ look at this lovely picture.”

A 'wuh-PSSSH’ sound follows the comment, a voice too familiar not to notice.

“Still whipped, mate?”

Harry just smiles, unwrapping his arm from around Y/N to stand up and greet his friend in a proper hug.

“Oh, look at this,” Y/N can hear Harry coo before she’s even got the chance to slip out of the booth they’re currently sat at, “Freddie’s here!”

And to say he completely disregarded Louis at this point would be an understatement, he might as well be invisible now.

Harry stretches his arms out, and Louis complies at letting him hold his one year old.

“Nice t’ see ye’ too, Harry. I’ve been great, thanks mate.”

Harry pays the sarcasm no mind as he sets the baby on his hip, and instead smiles and coos at Freddie who looks up at him with happy eyes.

“Don’t worry, did the same to me earlier.” Y/N laughs at the thought of Harry having left her side with out a second thought to hold who she came to find out was an adorable little baby girl named Ruby.

Louis welcomes her into a hug, whispering a low 'outta have kids then’ in her ear.

And that warms her heart. To think that one day, she’ll be lucky enough to welcome a lovely little human that’ll be a mix of her and Harry, she honestly can’t wait. But now she feels even more guilty.

But Harry smiles at her adoringly, baby Freddie in his arms chuckling and trying to grab at Harry’s short but now longer hair.

“I see you two are still disgustingly sweet as usual,” Louis comments.

Just the way Harry looks at you, it’s unreal and anyone who knew you both would swear you were meant for each other, even before either of you realised it. And that’s exactly what your friends thought. Seeing Harry look at you the way he did at the many dinners and house parties everyone would gather for definitely added to those thoughts.

And you two have been practically inseparable ever since New York. You were glad Harry had gathered up the courage to find you that night, don’t know if you’d be in this position if he hadn’t. You were glad he was hell bent on not leaving that hotel room until things were cleared up because “really miss m'best friend. Tell me wha’ I did so I can fix it, kit'en.” And you were glad he’d said those three words that solidified the fact that he was there to make sure you were his, even though you had been all along.

“Will be. So long as this one will have me,” the press of Harry’s lips to Y/N’s has Louis grunting in pretend distaste.

“Better get going, don’ wanna interrupt Harry still being whipped.”

Harry hands Freddie over with a pout.

“Still no complaints though.”

***

To say everything is going perfect would be an understatement. Harry’s music is being praised and appreciated and Y/N can’t explain how happy it makes her that Harry’s happy. His performances are nothing short of amazing, and she loves seeing him gush over “they were singing along, babe! Just a great feelin’!”

She’s been flying back and forth along his side during all this. New York, London, Paris, and then back to New York. And Harry loves sharing this with her. He loves having her watching him from the side lines, singing along as she claps and gives him thumbs up and blows kisses at him for support. He loves getting off stage with so much adrenaline and kissing her so hard because Harry doesn’t take anything for granted, no. He’s thankful he’s getting to do what he loves and even more with his better half by his side.

“A'right. How do I look?” His jazz hands and that big smile plastered on his face are indication of just how hyped he is for this.

“I’ve never seen anyone pull off black better than you, H!”

And it’s true. Harry can pull off any colour. Blue, red, yellow, pink; you name it! But black. Black gives him a sexy sort of mysterious sophistication.

“Think so?” He looks himself over in the mirror, content at his choice.

Y/N looks at him through the mirror from where she’s sat on the couch of his dressing room, nodding a yes as she gets up to stand on the furniture.

“Please no stage diving today?” She’d be all for it, if it weren’t for the fact that he’s already tried it and it didn’t go as planned. She really doesn’t want him or any of the fans getting injured.

Harry only chuckles and nods in embarrassment as he strides over to stand in front of her, his head tilting up just a bit to look at her since she’s standing on the cushions.

“M'serious, Harry!” But she smiles anyway, arms lazily slung over his shoulders and around his neck. She brings a hand to tug at the hairs at the nape of it as Harry sets his at either side on her hips, thumbs rubbing at her hipbones.

It’s the last listening party before the album is released, and Harry’s pretty sure the second he mentions stage diving, Jeff will have him pulled off stage. Or carried because it is Jeff after all.

“I’ll try not to, kit'en.” Harry doesn’t know why it was a good idea to do it in the first place. But he had all that adrenaline and he was just so excited. Y/N of course had scolded him and slapped his arm after he got off stage because, “you could’ve broken something Harry!!” But he’d kissed the small amount of anger away.

“I’ll be watching from the sides?” Every time before a performance or an interview she says that, and every time she does Harry smiles just as big.

***

“Congrats, Ni!!!!!”

Finally, after a few months of all the boys doing their own thing, everyone’s finally got a chance to gather up at a small venue for Harry’s pre-launch party. Jeff had asked Y/N for help in terms of invitees, and it’d be outrageous not to have Liam, Niall, and Louis attend.

And so Niall is the last to arrive, and the moment he walks through the door, a very tipsy Y/N can’t contain her excitement at finally reuniting with another one of her friends.

“Oí, have enough drinks for the rest of us have ya?” Niall just about tumbles back with the sudden weight of her body as she throws herself at him, but he catches her in his arms and steadies her.

“You’re late mister,” she’s slurring just a bit, words somewhat coherent.

“Does 'arry know you’re drunk??”

He wraps an arm around her waist for support, in fear that she might be too over her head to even walk with out tripping and falling.

“Drunk? M'not drunk,” she pokes at his chest, and Niall only now notices the red cup in her hand threatening to spill over his shirt, “you’re just sober.”

He lets out a lively laugh. Drunk Y/N is something else, and he’s only ever seen her like this when Harry’s not really paying attention to her.

She hiccups and continues with a pout, “he’s over somewhere. With some girl,” she motions her hand around and nowhere in particular, again, the drink sploshing around in the red cup.

Harry hadn’t meant to leave her alone, he’d been pulled away from her side by someone he can’t even recall the name of, because that’s how out of it he is. So he’s been handed drink left and right, downing them with out retaliation because he doesn’t wanna seem like a downer. And although he really should go find his Y/N, he doesn’t think she’d mind if she’s having fun too.

But she’s not. At least not as much as she’d like. All she wants is for Harry to kiss her and hold her hand, because they’re both affectionate drunks, and it’s always a plus to annoy their friends in that way. But she hasn’t seen him in a while. Last she caught a glimpse was about an hour or so ago, when he was being led over to a group of people she doesn’t really recognise, and it made her notice how out of it she is. She doesn’t remember inviting half the people in the room, but the little attention Harry seems to be giving her has her drinking with out a purpose.

It reminds her of when they were only friends. In the same circumstance, she’d drink the night away in hopes of erasing the image of Harry smiling wide, eyes crinkled because some girl was whispering god knows what in his ear. He’d be hunched over just a bit to give the girl better access as she mumbled and giggled. And Harry would nod slightly before moving to whisper something back, face too close to her liking. But it, too, was always nothing, because shortly after she would have to turn away. Try to hide the fact that yes, she might have been staring at Harry for much longer than she’d ever admit to. And when he’d catch a glimpse of her doing just the same with a guy, giggling and whispering and smiling like crazy, he’d make his way over. Weaving his way around dancing bodies to get to her. And he’d smile that drink infused crooked smile of his before whispering something like “let’s get ye’ home, pet,” and leading her out of the place with his palm to her lower back.

So yeah, this sort of reminds her of old times. Only this time, they’re actually dating and he’s nowhere to be found.

***

Harry doesn’t remember getting home. He doesn’t remember taking off his clothes either.

In fact, the last thing he remembers is Y/N kissing at his neck and tugging at his pants.

And..oh no. If that’s how…if they were both drunk and-ah shit! Neither of them were suppose to be drunk when it finally happened. Harry wanted to make sure she would be okay with everything going on. He would have wanted to whisper how good she was taking him. Wanted to assure her that he was there with her, that all he wanted was to make her feel good. Harry just wanted to make love to her the right way.

And now he doesn’t even remember half the night.

So he brings his hand over his face, because not only does he not remember, he also doesn’t recognise the room he’s woken up in.

And then he looks beside him at the body under the white sheets.

He doesn’t recognise the person he’s woken up next to.

That’s not his Y/N.

Whipped...Boyfriend!!! Pt.2

[mypersonalrambling]

Love/Hate relationship

           Ring Ring Ring. Who the hell could be calling you at four in the morning? You rolled over to look at your phone, hoping to shut it up. After your eyes adjusted to the light, you saw that you had a missed call from Louis. What the hell was so important that it couldn’t wait until morning and by morning you meant noon. You didn’t have to wait long to find out because he called again. “Hey YN, whatcha doing?”

           “Scuba diving. What kinda question is that?”

           “No need to be snarky.”

           “Louis it’s four in the morning, get to the point.”

           “Well I was wondering if you wanted to go on tour with us? If you do then you need to be packed and at the airport at 7.”

           “Of course I want to go. Why are you just inviting me now? I have almost no time to pack!” You were wide awake now. Your mind was going a million miles a minute. You needed to make a list and get everything together. “Louis I gotta go if I’m gonna get ready in time.”

           “Well I didn’t tell you because I wanted you to go and not have time to change your mind. Alright see you at the airport.”

           It took a lot less time to pack than you actually thought. You were completely packed by 5:30, so now you were just sitting and waiting until it was time to leave for the airport. Your taxi pulled up right at six. You threw your bags in the trunk, slide into the back seat, and closed your eyes until you got to the airport.

           When you arrived at the airport, you had the taxi driver pull up next to the two private planes. Unfortunately the only person there was Harry. Both of you loved to be early, unlike the rest of them who arrived just on time or little late. You debated for a while if you wanted to get out of the taxi or just wait until someone else arrived. Before you could decide Louis pulled up, so you decided to get out and head over to him. “Hey Louis,” you shouted.

           “Now how did I know that even though I was packed and ready to go, you’d still be here earlier than me?” he laughed.

           “Because I actually care about being on time. Are we all riding together?”

           “No, you, Liam and I are riding on one plane. And Harry and Niall are riding on the other.” Thank god, you thought. You didn’t want to have to be on a plane with Harry. You didn’t understand why you guys didn’t get along. You tried being nice to him, but he was always short and rude to you.

           You must have fallen asleep on the plane, because before you knew it Louis was shaking you awake. “Hey wake up, we’re here.”

           “Where’s here? You didn’t tell me where we were going.” Not that it really surprised you. Louis always left out details. This time may have been your fault though because you were too excited to stay on the phone any longer.

           “We’re in Sydney. It’s the first stop of the tour.”

           “Awesome, I’ve always wanted to see Sydney!” You really wanted to see the entire world. You’re so happy that you had taken a year off from college. If you hadn’t, there would be no way you would have been able to come on tour with them.

           “I know, that’s why I invited you to come along. Plus I wouldn’t want to travel the world without my best friend,” he smiled. You had known Louis almost your entire life and you can’t imagine not being best friends. You two knew each other as well as you knew yourselves.          

           It didn’t take very long to get to the hotel, which was good for you because you felt like you were going to explode if you didn’t use the restroom soon. You hadn’t had a chance to go to the bathroom since you fell asleep on the plane. Louis told you that they had to go practice today. He offered for you to come along, but you told him wanted to visit all the places you could while you were here.

           You were sitting backstage while everyone got ready, trying to stay out of everyone’s way. You were tired of sitting, so you decided to go find Louis and talk with him until he had to go on. You didn’t even realize that you weren’t spacing out until you ran into someone. “Watch where the fuck you’re going. God, seriously how hard is it to walk and not run into people.”

           “Sorry Harry. I was just trying to find Louis.” You tried to be as quiet as possible, hoping not to upset him. You both had a temper, but he seemed to always be angry with you. He was always so nice and calm with everyone else. Hell, Louis said he’d really only seen Harry mad a couple of times.

           “He’s in his room. Why do you always follow him around? You’re like a puppy, that can’t leave their master alone. He needs time to relax before a show. He shouldn’t have to worry about babysitting you. Be an adult and learn to talk to other people. God I don’t know how he puts up with yeh. I would have ditched you a long time ago. You know maybe if you weren’t so weird people would actually want to talk to you.”

           You couldn’t form any words. You turned and walked away as fast as you could, hoping that he wouldn’t see you crying. Your plan to find Louis just seemed irrelevant now. You tried to find the bathroom, but you were crying so much that you couldn’t even see straight. You went into the next room that you saw not even paying attention to whose it was. All you knew was that you needed to sit down. You saw the couch and lied down only to curl yourself in a ball. All of a sudden you hear yelling and it was getting louder. “DAMMIT HARRY, WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?” It was Louis.

           “Nothing is wrong with me. She’s just so damn annoying.”

           “She’s not and I don’t care what you think, there was no reason for any of the things you said. Why do you hate her so much? She has never done anything to you. You want to come off as such as nice guy to everyone, and you do, but it’s a lie. You might be nice to everyone else, but you’re such a dick to Sam and that cancels you being a nice guy.”

           “She just gets on my nerves.” You heard the door open and were scared what would be said. You finally looked around the room and saw that you had stumbled into Harry’s dressing room. “WHY IS SHE IN HERE?”

           “I’m sorry; I just went into the first room that I saw. I’ll leave.” You were kicking yourself right now. Why didn’t you look at the room when you came in? If you had looked you could have saved yourself this entire mess.

           “No. I’ll leave.” Harry said slamming the door.  Louis ran over throwing his arms around you.

           “Aww, babe don’t cry. He’s an ass. He has no right to say any of the stuff he did.”

           “Louis, why does he hate me so much? I’ve never done anything to him. I’m never rude to him. Can’t he tell that I’m in love with him?”

           “Wait, you’re in love with him?” Louis put his hand on your chin, pulling it up so you had to look at him. “YN I didn’t even know you liked him. Why didn’t you tell me? We tell each other everything.”

           “I didn’t tell you because obviously he will never return the feelings. I was hoping it was just a crush, but my feelings just kept getting stronger. What am I gonna do?” You started to cry again. You thought you had cried yourself out, but your body must have replenished because you had a constant stream of tears running down your face.

           “Hey, he whispered, “I’ll talk to him. Even if he doesn’t return your feelings there is no reason for him to treat you the way he does. You shouldn’t have to worry about setting him off.”

           “No, please don’t say anything to him about how I feel. He’ll make fun of me for it or just be angry.” You didn’t want Harry to know how you felt, because you felt that he would just use it against you all the time. And that was the last thing you needed.

           It’d been a month since Harry had made you cry. Whatever Louis said to Harry must have worked because Harry was actually being civil to you. You tried to stay away from him as much as possible so he wouldn’t have a chance to be rude. Even when you did have to be in the same place as him, he actually treated you decently.

           It was the night of their last concert in Japan before they went to Singapore. You were sitting in Louis’ dressing room trying to stay out of the way. You were sitting on the couch, texting your mom telling her all the amazing things you were able to experience while on tour with them. This was the longest you would be away from home and you weren’t too home sick yet, but you knew you’d probably get there by the end of the tour.

           You heard a soft knock at the door. “Come in.”

           You were surprised when Harry poked his head in. “Hey can I talk to you?”

           “Sure,” you said shifting uncomfortably. You guys were hardly ever together alone and normally when you were; it ended up in him saying something rude. “So, uh how are you?”

           You stared at him before answering. You wanted to know where he was going with this conversation. It wasn’t like him to small talk with you. “Uh, I’m fine.” You knew you probably should have said more, but you weren’t sure what else to say.

           “Good, good.” God you didn’t think you’d ever been in a more awkward situation. Both of you just sat there for a few minutes just staring at the floor.

           “Harry why are you here? You have to be on stage in about 15 minutes.”

           “Louis told me something and I wanted to talk about it.” Why would Louis tell him when you asked him not to? You were going to have to talk to him. He’s never betrayed your trust like this before. Well this is going to be the most awkward conversation of your life.

           “Well he said you were in love with me. How long have you felt that way? Why didn’t you tell me? How could you feel that way after the way I treated you? You must hate me. Hell I hate me. God, I can’t believe I’ve been such an ass.”

           “I…uh.” You couldn’t form any words. So many things were running through you head. Like should you tell the truth or lie. Definitely lie, maybe he’ll just think the entire thing was a joke. “Louis was just kidding. I had a crush on you for a little bit.”

           “YN, don’t lie to me. Louis was serious. He didn’t want to tell me at first, but I forced it out of him. Please answer my questions.”

           “I’ve felt like that after the first time I went on tour with you guys back in 2013. You were all so fun and you weren’t as rude to me back then. I didn’t tell you because I thought you hated me. You were always rude to me no matter how I acted towards you. I can’t tell you how many times I tried to stop liking you. Especially after the way you treated me. I knew the feelings would never be returned, but no matter what I did I couldn’t stop liking you. I don’t hate you; it might have been easier if I did.”

           You both sat there for what seemed like forever, neither of you sure what to say. Before you knew it they were calling all the boys to get ready. Harry gave you a small smile before he left. You stretched out on the couch, holding a pillow in your arms, wondering what would happen when the show was over.

Two years later

           You stood in front of the mirror wondering how you became so lucky. You took one final look before deciding you were ready. You’re six best friends were lined up in front of you waiting for the music to begin. The music started and the doors opened. They slowly walked out eventually leaving you by yourself. The music paused before beginning your song. You took a deep breath waiting for the doors to open. You stepped out and you’re father intertwined his arm with yours.

           You looked up at the altar to see Louis smiling back at you. He only caught your attention for second before it was turned to Harry. He was looking at you smiling, but with tears running down his cheeks. You had to look away before you began to cry.

           When you finally reached the altar, it took all you had to not start balling. Harry lifted your veil up only to stare for a few seconds before finally placing it behind your head.

           The rest of the wedding was almost a blur to you. You only had eyes for Harry and he only had eyes for you. You never imagined you life would turn out this way especially the way he used to treat you. You thought you would be mad at Louis forever after he told Harry that you loved him, but it turned out to be the best thing to happen to you.

           After that day you and Harry slowly built a relationship. He treated you better than you knew was possible. You knew it was because he felt terrible about how he had treated you in the past and felt the need to make up for it. He had made up for and then some. You two still fought some just like any couple, but always made sure to talk things out.

           You and Harry were in the back of the limo on the way to the airport. Harry had an amazing honeymoon planned. You honestly could care less where you went as long as you were with Harry. You had your head on his shoulder, just thinking about how amazing everything turned out. You couldn’t wait to see what the future would bring. It didn’t matter though because you knew it would be great with Harry by your side.

[hazzamylouworld-blog]

Worry Not

Prego After Dunkirk! Harry

"AND CUT!" Christopher Nolan shouts as the last scene of Dunkirk officially wraps. Louis beams at his husband, feeling pride in his chest at all his hard work. He's positively bouncing on his toes because now he and Harry get time off together. It's been a long road for the curly headed lad to get to this point. He's been working out like crazy to get military fit for the movie and he did all of his own stunts. Louis was terrified for him when Harry gushed to him that he would get to perform all of his stunts instead of a stuntman but Harry just shook him off, telling him not to worry. And Louis would be lying if he said Harry didn't look like a certified bad ass when he was doing them. Harry trudges over to Louis and pulls him to his chest, tucking his head into Louis' shoulder. "Tired love?" Louis coo's, massaging the neck that he's still not used to being able to see. Harry grunts something unintelligible and Louis smiles. "I didn't even hear you get out of bed this morning. Did you leave the hotel early?" Louis asks, rubbing his lower back as the two walk over to Harry's car. Harry sighs. "I've been up since five." "Filming started at FIVE AM? It's still dark then!" Harry shakes his head. "No...I didn't have to be here until 8." "Why were you up at five then?" Harry pulls off to the side of the road and Louis gives him a confused look. "What are you doing?" Harry swallows thickly, pressing a hand to his stomach and sticking a hand up to Louis to tell him to wait. "Why are we st-" "Please just give me a minute.." Harry mumbles, breathing heavily. Louis presses a hand to his shoulder. "Are you ok?" Harry burps sickly and quickly opens the door, throwing up all over the highway. Louis' eyes bulge and he reaches over, rubbing Harry's back. "You're sick again?" "What do you mean?" Harry rasps. "I heard you getting sick yesterday morning...and the morning before. I thought you were just hungover." Harry wipes his mouth and lies back in his seat, hand to his belly. "No....I haven't drank. I've been too knackered. I...that's...that's why I was up at five AM. I was throwing up...I've been throwing up all day on set...and every morning for a few weeks now...my stomach feels awful, crampy, and just plain terrible.." Louis frowns. "Love....that's not good...maybe you should see a doctor?" Harry shrugs. "I'll see one when we get back to London.." The next morning is awful for Harry. Louis wakes him up at six AM for their flight back home and Harry immediately has to rush to the bathroom to be sick. He's sick on the entire ride to the airport and feels absolutely awful through security. Fans attempt to grab and take pictures of he and Louis and he feels claustrophobic and nearly has a panic attack in the middle of the airport. Luckily their security pulls them through rather quickly and Harry is sick again once they arrive at their terminal. The plane ride is even more miserable. Harry gets up six times to throw up until a nice flight attendant hands him a sick bag and a glass of Sprite. It's lunch time now  and Louis feels relief flood him when Harry orders food from the attendant. "You're hungry?" Louis asks him, quite surprised by the changed behavior. Harry nods. "M'starving. Guess it's because I've thrown up so much." Louis shrugs. He doesn't care WHY Harry's hungry, he's just glad he is. The attendant brings over what Harry orders and he hums happily taking a huge first bite. But then the smell and the taste hit his nostrils and deep into his stomach and he grimaces. "What?" Louis asks in confusion. Harry shakes his head, pushing the plate back. "My stomach really doesn't want that at all all of a sudden..." Louis gives him a confused look. "What? Your mouth was practically watering when you ordered it." Harry shakes his head again. "Not anymore.." He lies his head down and groans, "Ugh I feel sick...." "Harry, I'm really worried about you." "I told you I'd see a doctor in London. I'll call tomorrow." Louis smirks. "No need." "What?" "I called them for you. Your appointment is at nine tomorrow." Harry shakes his head. "Of course you took care of it. You never think I can handle anything. You treat me like a baby!" Louis gives him a shocked look. "What?! Are you serious?" Harry crosses his arms and nods. "What is with this change of mood?" Harry shrugs. "You're being an ass." "I'm trying to help YOU!" Suddenly Harry's face changes from anger to a wobbling lip. "Wha-Harry? What's wrong now?" "Do you hate me?" "Hate you? Why would I hate you?" "I nag." "Harry, what is WRONG with you? You've got to get some sleep love." Harry places the back of his hand to his lips. "Not right now...right now I've got to throw up.." - Waking Harry the next morning is no easy feat. He went straight to bed after the flight last night, skipping dinner and not moving an inch from the place he laid down. And it was really quiet early so Louis figured the boy would be well rested by now. He finally does awaken but it's clear from the moment he wakes up that he is NOT in a good mood. Louis walks on egg shells around him all the way to the doctor's office but still gets snapped at three times. They arrive at the doctor five minutes early and sign in, sitting down in the waiting room. Louis hears Harry's breathing begin to get heavy and turns to the boy, worried he might be scared for his results. "Harry, it's going-" "Lou, I really don't feel good-" "I know you don't babe. That's why we're here, they're going to-" "No I mean....I really REALLY don't feel good.." "I know lovely. And they REALLY REALLY will help you-" Harry gags and looks at Louis frantically. The nurse walks out to the waiting room and says part of Harry's name just as he spews his breakfast on the floor in front of him. A man smiles next to Louis and pats his shoulder. "How far along is he?" Louis gives him a confused look. "What?" The nurse pats Harry on the back and guides him to a room. "I'm really sorry about that. I'll clean it up." Louis says. She shakes her head and laughs. "Don't worry about it. That happens a lot." She takes down Harry's symptoms and asks him to pee in a cup and draws blood from his arm. "The doctor will be in shortly." She hums. Both boys nod and Harry chews on his lip nervously. "What if I'm dying, Lou?" "Oh love..you aren't dying. I promise you'll be alright." Fear still laces through Louis' veins and he can only HOPE what he's saying is true. The doctor knocks and walks into the room. "So you're the guy who threw up all over my lobby?" Harry looks down sheepishly. "I'm really, really sorry. I tried to hold it in but-" The doctor shakes his head with a laugh. "It makes sense really." "How does it make sense..." "You're pregnant." Harry's mouth drops nearly to the floor as he stares at the doctor. "I'm WHAT?" "You're pregnant." Louis beams. He and Harry have always wanted children. "Harry, this is GREAT news!" Harry shakes his head. "But I....I've been working out...A LOT...and I...I was just in a movie doing all these stunts and....I've been eating really shit and I even drank a beer. Shit!" He cries, tears filling his eyes. Louis jumps up and presses a hand to his shoulder. "It's ok, love. The baby's fine...r-right sir? T-the baby IS fine, right?" He nods. "I don't see any reason why the baby wouldn't be. Lots of people do these things while pregnant without knowing they are. We'll get an ultrasound to be sure. I'll be back with a tech." He leaves the room and Harry buries his head into Louis' chest with a sob. "I know I've hurt our baby, Lou. You saw the stunts...there's no way the baby is ok, Louis! I can't see a dead baby, I can't..I can't-" his breathing quickens and he begins gagging. "Harry, STOP! Stop! You heard the doctor. He's sure the baby is JUST FINE." Harry places a hand to his chest. "H-he can't be sure. He can't be sure of that." The doctor walks back in with a tech who frowns in sympathy at Harry's scared and splotchy face. "Don't worry, darling. People have been having babies for decades. I'm sure you aren't the only one who worked out before they knew." She puts goo on Harry's belly that makes him hiss. She giggles. "Sorry love." She moves the device around and hums. A loud thudding heartbeat sounds through the entire room and Harry sighs in relief. "Whoops...." The nurse says, making Harry's eyes bulge. "What? What's wrong?!" She moves the device around and hums again. "WHAT?!" "It's ok...I've just noticed.....there's..TWO babies here darling." Harry's mouth drops again. "You mean..." "TWINS HARRY!" Harry eyes bulge. "A-and they're both ok? I...I only hear one.." Harry's heart races at the thought of all the physical activity he had to do during Dunkirk and his heart plummets at the thought of hurting one of his babies. The nurse smiles and moves the device around a bit before two loud thudding heartbeats fill the room. And then tears fill Harry's eyes. Louis giggles. "Look at that..apparently the only thing doing your own stunts will get you..is pregnant." "With twins." Harry blubbers through his tears. Louis beams and kisses Harry's curls. "Yes H." He hums, "With twins."