#harry styles live in concert

[sunshinelollipopsicle]

Glad You Came

♡ masterlist - request!

♡ pairing - harry styles x fem!reader

♡ summary - during a love on tour concert, you happen to get tickets with your friend front row, throughout the performance you happen to catch his eye (Part 2) (Part 3)

♡ warnings - fluff

♡ w/c - 1.2k

♡ a/n - i need ideas for him 😓

You had always been a fan of Harry Styles, since the start of One Direction. Who wouldn't be? He was extremely handsome, sweet, and overall just a comfort person for you.

When he released his third album, Harry's House, and soon after announced he was going on tour, you had took the chance to purchase tickets.

Although you are rather fearful of being alone in big events, and so you bought an extra ticket for your friend who liked some of his songs as well.

After closing your laptop, you run over to the couch so you can tell your friend about the concert. You click on her contact and bring the phone to your ear as it rings. After a few seconds she picks up and you hear her voice, "Hey! What's up?"

"Guess who just bought two tickets to Harry Styles' Love on Tour concert!"

"You didn't."

"I did! It's in two weeks, so we can go shopping to get our outfits some day this week, if that works for you."

"It does, text me when you wanna go! Thank you so much for the ticket, love you."

"Love you too, bye."

The next two weeks went by painfully slow, since you only had the concert on your mind. But finally the day has come, and you couldn't be happier.

You woke up around noon today, not surprising considering you usually sleep late. To pass the time until later today, you invited your friend over, cooked your lunch while listening to Harry's music, did each other's nails, and watched a movie.

Finally you two decided to get ready, so you took a shower and your friend did afterwards, both wearing fluffy robes. She brought her outfit with her, and yours was in your closet. You both laid the clothes out on your bed and both started to do your own hair.

Next, you both did your makeup and then finally put on your outfits. Your friend comes out from the bathroom to where you were putting on your jewelry. You were wearing a glittery skirt that was red and a white tube top with some small red hearts, and red and white converse. You had hoop earrings in and your hair was down.

A short while later you two get in your car and you start driving to the stadium, giddy as ever from excitement. After about an hour of driving, you arrive and get out of the car to walk to the entrance.

You have to wait in a long line before they check your tickets and give you two light up bracelets. They let you in and you hold hands as you walk to your spots right in front of the stage. You two chat about random stuff waiting for the show to begin.

After a bit, the openers come out and soon enough the man himself, Harry Styles, comes out jumping around the stage. You two yell with everyone else in the stadium and jump along with the people around you.

He starts with Music For a Sushi Restaurant, singing and dancing, most people including yourself doing the same. He looks around at the crowd smiling into the microphone, and soon enough his eyes fall on you. He momentarily stutters on the lyric and quickly looks away. On the big screens with the cameras following him on stage you're able to see a light pink tinge form on his cheeks.

You're snapped out of staring by your friend who grabs your arms jumping. "Did you see that! He wants you," she squeals.

"Calm down! He probably was looking at someone behind us," you shrug, but you hoped he had been looking at you.

Throughout the show he wonders to himself what a girl such as yourself is doing at a silly little show like his. He tries to steal glances at you, but ends up getting distracted a few more times than he would like.

When he finishes the song Daylight, he takes a few minutes to interact with some fans, having funny conversations and reading their signs.

He then comes over to where you are and crouches on the stage, laughing at how your friend hits your arm a few times.

"What's your name, love?" Harry speaks into the microphone. He watches as you tilt your head and point to yourself, as to say 'me?' Cute, he thinks to himself. "Yes, you!"

You blush and say your name, to which he replies, "Gorgeous name for a gorgeous girl." The crowd starts to yell and you find your hands sweating from the attention and seeing yourself on the big screens.

You thank him and he stands up and winks, jogging to the end of the stage where a guard is as the intro to the next song begins. He speaks into the man's ear, "You saw that girl I just spoke to? The pretty one in the red skirt?" The man nods, "Please take her backstage before she has the chance to leave, her friend may also come if she wants to." The man nods once again and Harry pats his back with a smile and thanks him.

He continues to perform and some time later the show comes to an end, unfortunately for everyone there. You and your friend are tired from yelling the songs and standing around. You two wait some time for a decent amount of the crowd to leave so it isn't too packed while you try to exit.

Before you two can leave, you spot a security guard making his way towards you two. "Excuse me, it was requested that you both follow me backstage, if you wish to, of course."

"Yes! She does wish to," your friend pushes you slightly forward.

You laugh nervously, "But-"

The man speaks up, "A ride home will also be provided if necessary."

Your friend smiles and pats your shoulder, "Go, I can take the car back to your house and then go home, you go back there and have the best time, then call me and tell me everything!"

"Are you sure? I can come home with-"

"No. I'll get going now, see you!" She waves and turns around, you watch her walk away and turn to the man again, "So.. how are you?"

He smiles, "Great, thank you. Follow me this way."

You follow him and go behind some curtains and he brings you to a big empty room with some couches, a TV, a table with snacks, and some other stuff that makes it more comfortable.

"Wait in here and someone will be with you shortly."

"Okay, thank you."

He nods and walks out of the room and you find yourself roaming the room, looking at stuff to pass the time. Before you know it the door opens and you jump and turn towards it.

Your jaw drops when Harry walks into the room, closing it behind him. "Hello," he says a little nervously. "I apologize if I made you nervous or scared before."

You shake your head, "Not at all! Well, maybe, but no harm done."

He smiles, "Great. If you're wondering why you're back here, it's because I was hoping to get to know you better, if that's alright with you."

You walk a little closer towards him, fingers locking behind your back out of your nervous habit, but smile anyway, "That's more than alright, I would love to know you better too."

"'Course. Let's start now, shall we?" Harry points to the couch, and you follow him as he takes a seat. He looks up, staring for a moment, and sticks out his hand, "My name is Harry Styles."

[bilstappen]

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[ialwaysknewyouwerepunk]

love on tour live album where are you......... adore you vocal riff.... cinema loud ass brass section... sexy electric guitar in golden.... stockholm syndrome hslot edition..... lights up (extended)..... heavy drums during satellite... wmyb adhd version... sott note change.... fine line..live........ kiwi balls to the wall hard rock intro..... i need u

[emmasincenewyrk]

if there’s one thing about harry it’s that he’s gonna be adorable from every single angle

[paint-it-dead]

berserk is just a self insert 1 direction wattapad fanfiction...

[best-chaotic-neutral]

To all the Directioners who sat front row at the 1D concerts: Thank you for all the silly footage of Louis being the sass master from Doncaster

[chaoticneutraltor]

[dreamsuvivor]

can we bring back showing up to gigs at reasonable hour? I used to be able to turn up hour before the doors open and there would be only handfull of ppl (depends on the band) and now some ppl show up at some ungodly night hours and wait 12+ hours… for gig?! I would accept this for Harry Styles (even there I don’t think it’s completly okay) but I’ve seen people wait since midnight in freezing cold for Joker out?! and the capacity was like 1k… don’t y’all have work? or school? And if you traveled for the gig don’t you have a better way to spent time in a new city?

[concertaddicted]

Luke Hemmings - 5 Seconds of summer

The 5 Seconds of Summer Show - September 27 Stuttgart

[becauseheartsgetbroken-hs]

one thing i love about harry's shows is that he does them the old school way. no dancers, no musical choreographies, nothing. just him, his voice and his band.

[sunshinelollipopsicle]

Production Pleasures

♡ masterlist - request!

♡ pairing - harry styles x fem!reader

♡ summary - you're harry's producer who he takes a liking to more than one would to a friend, the aftermath of his confession brings a fun next day in the studio

♡ warnings - fluff, just fun stuff :)

♡ w/c - 1.4k

♡ a/n - this request was very fun to do so thank you for the idea!

The soft morning light streamed through the large studio windows, casting a warm glow on the array of equipment scattered across the room.

You were sitting in your special chair, it was a rather comfortable one since Harry requested a better one for you after a joke you made about having back pain from the previous one.

It flattered you thinking back on the considerate things he's done for you. They had you frequently questioning his intentions with you. The flirty jokes he would say in a tone suggesting he's serious, or when hanging out together outside of work and would arrive at your house with your favorite flowers, or even just when you dropped something and he would place his hand on the table to prevent you from hitting your head on it when getting back up.

Overtime, the gestures had you viewing him more as a crush than a coworker and friend. You kept those thoughts to yourself, though, seeing as how you were his producer and you figured it was best to keep things professional.

You also considered how Harry was an extremely friendly person, and the interactions that seemed like advances couldn't be what you thought. He was Harry Styles, after all; and you were just his producer, a friend of his.

Or so you thought.

You could still feel the fluttering in your stomach from the night before, a mix of excitement and nervousness that had carried over into the new day.

The night was drawing to a close as you and Harry lingered in the empty studio. The final notes of the day's session hung in the air.

Harry leaned back in his chair, running a hand through his tousled hair. "I think we did some good work today, got a lot done," he comments, his voice low and thoughtful.

You nodded, a smile playing at your lips. "Yeah, it was a good day, wasn't it."

A comfortable silence settled between you, there was never any awkwardness between you two. All the time spent together brought you two quite close. You glanced over at him, catching the contemplative look in his eyes. "Penny for your thoughts?"

He chuckled softly, his gaze shifting to meet yours. "Just thinking about how lucky I am to have you as my producer, truly. You've really helped me find myself in my music."

Your heart warmed at his words, and you felt your face getting hot. "It's a team effort, Harry. You're the one with the talent, I'm just here to get it out there."

He shook his head, his expression turning serious. "It's more than that. It's the way you understand my vision, always, and the way you push me to be better. I guess I could say you inspire me as well."

The honest tone in his words took you by surprise, and you felt a blush creep up your cheeks. "Harry, I..."

He took a deep breath, his eyes never leaving yours. "There's something else I've been meaning to tell you. I didn't want to complicate things, but I think it's best if I just say it."

You could practically hear your heart beating in your chest as you nervously waited for him to continue, bouncing your leg up and down. "What is it?"

His voice was barely above a whisper when he spoke again. You could tell by his body language that he was nervous. "I... think I fancy you. No, I know I do. And I know it isn't professional of me, and I understand if you don't feel the same. It won't change anything between us."

You sucked in a breath as his words sank in. You searched his eyes, finding nothing but sincerity. "Harry-"

Before you could finish, he gently took your hand in his. "You don't have to say anything right now. I just needed you to know."

You quickly shoot your head with a smile. "No! No, I do feel the same way, Harry. It's just that I wasn't sure if I should say anything. You know, to spare myself from embarrassment if we weren't on the same page."

Relief and joy flooded his features, and a bright smile appeared as he stood up and pulled you up to bring you into a gentle embrace. "You don't know how relieved I am."

You laughed and hugged him back, resting your head on his chest. "I could say the same."

Spinning around on your chair, waiting for the others to arrive, his words echoed in your mind, bringing a smile to your lips. Soon enough you heard the familiar sound of the door opening behind you.

"Morning," Harry's voice was gentle, almost hesitant.

You spun around to face him, heart skipping a beat at the sight of his familiar smile, now laced with a new intensity. "Morning, Harry."

The studio buzzed with its usual energy as the team gathered for another session. As you continue to set up for the day, you notice a few of the other producers and engineers exchanging amused glances. Tom, one of the sound engineers, couldn't help but chuckle as he adjusted his headphones.

"What's so funny, Tom?" you asked, raising an eyebrow.

Tom grinned, leaning against the soundboard. "Oh, nothing," he shrugged. "Just a little office pool going on about you two."

Harry looked up from his guitar, a playful smirk on his face. "Office pool? Do tell."

Sarah, another producer, joined in, laughing. "We might have placed bets on when you two would finally get together. Some of us are cashing in big time today."

You felt your cheeks flush, but you couldn't help but laugh. "Really? You guys seriously have too much time on your hands."

Harry walked over, placing a hand on your shoulder with a mischievous glint in his eye. "I hope someone bet on yesterday, then."

Sarah nodded, still giggling to herself. "Oh, yeah. I'd say you've made a lot of people very happy."

You shook your head, trying to keep a straight face. "Alright, alright, enough about us. Let's get to work, shall we?"

As the session progressed, the playful atmosphere continued, and you loved it. Harry and you exchanged light-hearted banter, the ease between you making the work feel almost effortless. At one point, during a break, Harry sat down in your chair, spinning around playfully. "This really is a comfy chair, wanna trade seats?"

You look over at him from where you're standing. "Hey, that's my spot," you teased, crossing your arms.

He grinned, patting his lap. "Well, there's always room for you here."

Rolling your eyes with a smile, you accepted the invitation and perched on his lap. The room erupted in light laughter, the camaraderie infectious. "Comfortable?" you asked, leaning back against him.

"Very," he replied, wrapping his arms around you in a mock-serious manner. "I might just never let you go," he puts his chin on your shoulder.

You laughed, shaking your head. "Not that I would mind, but we do have work to do, you know."

He sighed dramatically. "You're always so on task. But... if we must."

You stood up, ruffling his hair. "Come on, Mr. Styles. Back to work."

The day flew by, and as the session finally wrapped up, Tom called out, "Hey, what's the bet for tomorrow? Any takers?"

You and Harry shared a look, both of you grinning. "We'll keep you guessing," Harry replied, winking at you.

The team began packing up, but Harry lingered by your side, an idea forming in his eyes. "You know," he said casually, "it's only fair if I return the favor."

You raised an eyebrow, curiously tilting your head up at him. "And what favor would that be?"

In one swift motion, Harry plopped himself down on your lap, laughing as he balanced himself. The team in the room began laughing, two of them wolf whistling at you two. "Comfortable?" you asked, repeating his words from earlier.

"Very," Harry replied with a grin. "I could get used to this."

You wrapped your arms around him, both of you chuckling at the absurdity of it all. "You know, I could be complaining about being squished right now, but I'm thinking this might become a regular thing," you teased.

He turned his head to look at you, "I'm counting on it, love."

Soon after you both left the studio, giddy with excitement for the future times together.

[lovesfeline-eyes]

HS1 🌈

LOT (Love On Tour) 🖤

HH (Harry’s House) 🏠

((posting a little throwback from the harry concerts bc i miss him rn))

[emmasincenewyrk]

you can’t convince me this isn’t actually an art piece

[zoecsarts]

‘live on tour’

[lenelaura]

Harry Styles

Wembley Stadium

16.06.2023

📷: Lenenordfjord