#(Er technically Nick not Nicky- Nick Close? Yeah you know the one)

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*sighs in rarepair*

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Going with Harry to tape the BBC Radio 1 interview with Grimmy (Fluffy af)

Or when you have to keep secret that you filmed a video question for Harry...

“Nervous?” you ask before taking a large bite of toast with butter and jam.

“It’s just a normal chat with Nick,” he wipes the crumbs from your lip before you can swat his hand away, adding, “I’m just nervous for it to air.”

“Yeah, too bad we can’t be on the beach with Nicky when that happens,” you smirk from your perch on one of the tall stools by the breakfast bar.

Harry smacks your thigh lightly from his seat next to you, nearly spitting out his tea. “You know he hates when you call him that,” he tilts his head to the side as his body shakes silently with laughter.

“‘S’why I call ‘im that,” you say with a mouthful of jam.

Harry just shakes his head and bops your nose with a laugh before clearing up his plate and downing the rest of his mug of tea. “Nearly ready? I told Nick we’d be there by 1.” 

Even though he said he wasn’t nervous you can feel the anxiety leaching into his tone and his movements as he shuffles from foot to foot, watching you with an eyebrow raised.

“Just need to brush my teeth and put my shoes on,” from the look on his face you can tell even that’s too much. “Do you want me to have jam in my teeth?” you huff, skipping to the toilet and quickly squeezing a bit too much toothpaste out.

As you brush your teeth you can’t help the face splitting grin, Grimmy had made you promise to keep the surprise and you were nearly bursting. As you walk out and slip into a pair of heeled clogs you can feel Harry’s gaze on you from where he leans against the door.

“Why’re you smiling like that?” he narrows his eyes.

“Can’t I just be happy and excited for you?” 

“No, you’re being very suspicious,” his eyes narrow further.

“Come off it,” you scowl, proud of your ability to hide your smile again. “Let’s go before we’re late.”

That seems to kick Harry into gear and he immediately turns and pushes you out the door, following closely behind to the car.  

Harry huffs as you fiddle with the stereo, skipping every song that comes up. “Are you going to let a song play all the way through ever?”

“I’m looking for the perfect hype song for you,” your bottom lip juts out in a pout. “Gotta get you in the right mindset and all,” you continue to scroll through your Spotify.

Harry shakes his head but doesn’t say anything more as he focuses on the road ahead.

“Found it,” you exclaim, proudly, just as the first few beats play over the speakers.

Harry immediately starts laughing as Rihanna sings. “Man I can understand how it might be kinda hard to love a girl like me, I don't blame you much for wanting to be free I just wanted you to know,” before Kanye starts to rap.

“Rihanna’s right, it is hard,” he shakes his head with a straight face. For that comment you let the song get to the line about Taylor Swift before switching it with a pointed look and an eye roll at Harry.

“Alright, this song may be a better hype song,” you announce before hitting play. Bad Girls by M.I.A. fills the car. “Does a better hype song exist?” you ask as you dance in your seat. “Don’t answer that,” you push Harry’s shoulder as he opens his mouth to butt in.

“Live fast die young bad girls do it well,” you belt as you shimmy in your seat, smirking when you hear Harry join in.

The both of you are giggling and singing at the top of your lungs as Harry smoothly pulls into the parking spot in the lot underneath the BBC studios.

“C’mon, Nicky’s waiting,” you launch yourself out of the car and skip to the lift.

“What’s got you so excited now?” Harry catches up as the lift doors open.

“Oh nothing,” you bring your hand back up to your lips to cover your smile.

“Sure,” Harry looks skeptical but remains silent as the lift begins to ascend.

Just as the doors open you grab Harry’s hand and squeeze. “This is going to be amazing, Harry,” he smiles down at you. “You and Nick are brilliant together.”

He squeezes your hand before pulling you with him to the studio. You let Harry lead the way, his numerous times at the studio with Nick have left him way more familiar with the layout of the floor.

Harry’s face breaks out in a huge grin as soon as he spots Nick, his steps speed up and you nearly trip trying to keep up as he hasn’t let go of your hand.

“Hiya Harry,” Nick pulls Harry into a hug, as he finally drops your hand. Over Harry’s shoulder Nick mouths at you ‘did you tell him?’ you immediately shake your head, ‘he has no clue’ you mouth back, winking at Nick, as he and Harry break free. Harry spots your wink and gives you a questioning look but you shrug him off.

“Nicky!” you launch yourself at him for a hug as he groans at the nickname.

“Y/N, good to see you as always,” he laughs. “Proud you didn’t leak the surprise,” he whispered into your ear.

“I would never,” you whisper in response, pulling back to give him a shocked look. Though you don’t have a very good track record with keeping secrets and surprises, the year before you had accidentally told Harry about Nick’s birthday gift to him. It took a month for Nick to talk to you again.

“What are you two whispering about?” Harry butts between you with a suspecting look.

“Nothing Harold,” Nick ushers him towards the desk, throwing a eye roll over his shoulder at you. “Shall we?”

As they get set up with the microphones and the noise levels and all that technical stuff, you give Fiona a hug and find an assistant to help you track down a mug and some tea for Harry.

After what feels like years you finally navigate the maze of Radio 1 and find a kettle and tea bags. Quietly making your way back into the studio you wave at Harry to grab his attention and gesture to the mug. He nods with a thankful smile and you tiptoe to the desk and place it next to him, gently rubbing his shoulder before retreating to stand next to Fiona.

“So I have some video messages for you from some people who wanted to say hello today because people genuinely care about today, it’s a big day,” Nick starts, glancing at you with a smirk. You can’t help the huge smile that fills your face, this was what you’d been waiting for.

“This is a surprise,” Nick continues. “And I did tease you the other day and I said we got a surprise for you, but it’s not a bad surprise, this is a nice surprise.”

“Yeah,” Harry starts. “It’s, it’s always risky, with those,” he smirks.

“What?”

“Gotta surprise for you, on the radio, it’s like, am I gonna like it?” his voice goes up at the end.

“Well let’s find out,” Nick smiles.

As the first video plays you watch with glee at Harry’s reaction. Fiona nudges you. “We’ve put yours right before Anne’s at the end,” she whispers in your ear. You only nod, finding it impossible to smile wider.

As Harry and Nick banter about Chris Martin you have to hold back your giggle, biting your hand.

“Next one,” Nick says after Rita, Ronnie Wood and Ed’s videos have played. You hide your face in your hood, knowing what’s about to pop up on screen. When Nick had initially texted you about filming a video you had jumped at the idea, but now the thought of your voice and video being played for all of Radio 1 listeners and viewers once the video was uploaded had become a little intimidating.

Harry’s eye fly to you as soon as he sees your face pop up before turning to Nick’s beaming face. Your face takes up most of the screen, but on the right side a bit of Harry’s sleeping form is visible as you had filmed this on a lazy Sunday morning, one of the rare days Harry could sleep in.

“Hiya Harry,” the screen version of you says. Harry looks back at the screen to watch. “I just wanted to say I’m so proud of you and this is my favorite album, genuinely, it’s incredible.”

Harry turns to smile widely at you before turning back to the laptop screen. “My question for you is who do you love more, me or Grimmy?” you cringe as the screen version of you nearly falls over laughing. “Also when are you waking up, I’m hungry?” the camera turns to completely show Harry’s sleeping body curled up in your bed, facing away from the camera. “Love you and don’t get mad at me for this,” you laugh on screen before the video ends.

“Oh god,” Harry brings his face to his palm. He turns to you and shakes his head with a smirk. “Everything suddenly makes sense,” he laughs.

“I know I was taking a risk telling Y/N about this surprise, but I think we can agree she really outdid herself,” Nick gives you a wink. “Care to explain to the listeners what was in the video?”

“Do I have to?” Harry groans, but begins to laugh a bit as he answers. “My loving girlfriend Y/N decided it would be a grand idea to film this video as I slept next to her.”

“It’s real flattering, I’ve got to say,” Nick chimes in with a laugh. 

“I think she got up early and put makeup on even,” Harry laughs and you put your face in your hands. That’s exactly what you’d done. You knew they were going to upload the videos online so you’d slid out of bed and put a touch of mascara and concealer on for the video. 

“Anyways on to the question!” Nick pauses. “It’s a bit mean isn’t it? Pitting us against each other.”

You stick your tongue out at Nick as he glances over at you. “Only cause you know it’s me,” you mouth with a laugh.

“What’d she say?” Harry asks, looking over at you with warmth and laughter in his eyes.

“She said I know you’ll choose ‘er,” Nick rolls his eyes.

“Well considering I’ve gotta share a bed with her, I’m going with her, yeah,” Harry laughs.

“Liar,” Nick laughs. “Alright next one,” he moves on, and Anne’s video pops up on screen.

By the end of the three hour interview you’re lying on the floor scrolling through instagram, every once in awhile laughing at Nick and Harry’s banter. A shiny pair of pointed toe boots stop right by your cheek and you look up at Harry’s smirking face. “Ready to go?”

You stick your arms out above you waiting for Harry to help you up. He pulls you up and into his chest, placing a wet kiss on your cheek.

After saying goodbye to everyone you get back in the lift to the car. You’re tucked into Harry’s side and mumble into his chest. “Was it a good surprise?”

“The best,” he kisses your forehead. “Thanks for coming today.”

“Always,” you look up at him with a smile before you bring your lips to his in a gentle kiss.

“Up for a drink with Nick?”

“Absolutely,” you smile and follow him to the car. 

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