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inkribbon796 · 5 years ago

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A Doctor’s Vow Ch 2

Summary: Henrik learned not to trust his friends when it came to their own personal safety.

A/N: Happens around the same time as the previous chapter.

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Chapter 2: I Need 50cc of Common Sense, Stat!

~::~ Twenty Years Ago ~::~

Chase almost drifted into a gas station’s parking lot, almost hitting the pay phone they needed to use.

“Could’a cut it closer, huh?” Marvin spat as he jumped out, Chase cranked the window down manually.

“Shut it, I’m doing my best,” Chase sobbed in panic as he jumped out and hurried to the back where both Jack and another of their friends J.J was in the back. J.J looked like his throat had been cut open and Chase had done a quick job of trying to stop the bleeding, Marvin’s magic helped to keep him from bleeding out. “Jay? Jackie?”

Marvin was in the phone booth, half of the glass taken out prior to them even getting here. “Fook me!” Marvin shouted, looking at the frayed phone cord, and used his magic to try and repair it. “Why is e’erythin’ in this town shite!”

“They’re not moving!” Chase shouted.

“Are they breathing?” Marvin called back. “What the fook is that bastard’s phone number, it’s long as shite!”

“I-I think they’re breathing,” Chase said. “I don’t know.”

“Switch me, then,” Marvin told him, ducking out of the phone booth and almost pulling Chase out of the car. “Go call that damn wet blanket and ask where he is.”

“He has a name,” Chase defended, starting to dial his personal number before trying the insanely long work number he had.

“I’ll remember his name when he gets a reasonable phone number,” Marvin reminded. “They’re still alive, so get ‘em on the phone, now.”

“I’m tryin’,” Chase shouted. Then finally he connected with someone.

“Hein?” Chase pleaded.

“Ja?” Henrik sounded tired.

“Hen? Hen!” Chase shouted. “It’s Jackie an’ Jay, they’re hurt, really hurt.”

There was a bit of muffled German. “Chase?” Another mumbled sentence of German. Henrik was too tied to speak German in the clarity that Chase needed, and Chase was too rattled to catch it even if Henrik had been speaking clearly.

It took awhile for Chase to calm down a bit to communicate, and Henrik to wake up enough to understand him, Chase’s rather broken and stilted German helping even less. But Henrik was awake and waiting for them to get to his apartment.

Chase was at the wheel, Marvin switching between keeping their friends alive and keeping them from being seen.

They arrived at Henrik’s apartment, which was unfortunately on the third floor, but Marvin’s magic made short work of the stairs. Henrik took one look at them, in his pajamas, looking like he needed about fifteen cups of coffee and twenty more hours of sleep.

“You ‘ave tah bee joking,” Henrik groaned as they set Jack and J.J on the floor. “I vas gone for tvo veeks!”

“Yeah, yeah,” Marvin took a couple deep breaths of air. “You’re welcome for keeping these two idiots alive.”

“Alive?” Henrik balked, looking like he was about to explode. “Vat part of zat looks alive?”

“Honey!” Henrik’s wife shouted back angrily, “Why are you all— AHHHHH!”

“Go back to bed little Maüs,” Henrik sighed.

“Should I call the hospital?” She asked.

Henrik just stared at her, “Ja, iff you’re going too bee uph, off course!”

“Well you don’t have to shout!” She shouted back at Henrik.

“I’am not,” Henrik shouted back. “Zere are tvo men dying und bleeding oon our floor!”

Henrik sprung for his large first aid kit, something that he’d mostly used on Chase over the years. “Vat happened?”

“We tried ta take on a demon, an’ J.J and Jackie fookin’ went on alone,” Marvin answered, concentrating all his magic and effort on keeping the two of them from bleeding out.

Henrik looked up from his box, “Marvin, I svear, if zis vas in anyvay related too all you fooks drinking, I ahm going too kill you all.”

“This would be a shit time ta lie about this Heinz,” Marvin snapped back. “Start on J.J he’s worse.”

Henrik brought his first aid kit over, Chase just staring nervously at his friends, feeling useless.

Jackie woke up just as the paramedics were showing up, feeling like he’d been run over. “What happened?”

“You should bee dead, zat’s vat,” Henrik spat at him.

“Don’t shout, I’m walking up, man,” Jackie whimpered.

Henrik was directing them over to J.J who was still unconscious on the floor.

“You should bee dead,” Henrik spat at him. “Vat vere you all doing?”

“Fightin’ a demon,” Jackie said, looking around anxiously as the two paramedics were coming in, the memory of Anti’s claws coming at him still fresh in his mind. They gave Jackie a quick look before rushing towards J.J was Marvin was trying to keep his blood inside him instead of spurting out of his neck with the force of a fire hydrant because of how bad the cut still was.

“Is he even alive?” One of the paramedics asked.

“Yeah,” Marvin answered.

The paramedic was taking his pulse, shocked, “How is he alive?”

“Magic,” Marvin told him, the paramedic clearly waiting for a joke but when it didn’t come he grew pale and started looking over J.J again.

Henrik was starting to tend to Jackie, whose wounds were already starting to heal.

Jackie’s mind was spinning, J.J’s screams and Anti had . . .

“No,” Jackie was already looking around, feeling a cold shudder pass through him. Anti had followed them. “Marv, Anti’s here!”

“Where?”

The lights began to flicker and a glitchy chuckle came from nowhere.

“What’s wrong?” Anti chuckled and Jack felt the phantom creep of claws on his shoulders.

Jackie screamed, jolting away from the wall. Then he heard a choking sound and looked over to see Henrik with his hands on his throat.

“Hein!” Jackie jumped on him, trying to pin the German doctor to the ground. “Fight him, don’t listen to him!”

Henrik let out the same glitchy chuckle that Anti did, and his elbow was at Jackie’s head within human speed and force. The flickering lights were disorientating and Jackie could hear a garbled cry from J.J’s direction, garbled cries that were getting softer.

Jackie landed on his back roughly and Henrik was over him with his hands on Jackie’s throat.

“Let’s not play around little Hase,” Henrik’s usual accent was twisted by Anti’s glitches. “Once I’m done playing with you I’ll have some fun with the others.”

Jackie was grabbing at his hands, Jackie’s brain already starting to feel Anti’s glitches.

While everyone was frozen by fear, Chase seemed to shake himself out of the fear that Anti typically generated in the people around him. He grabbed the closest, heaviest object, which in Henrik and his wife’s misfortune was a glass vase. “Get off of him fook-face!”

Then he tossed it and with perfect accuracy it smashed into the doctor’s head, dropping him. Anti shot out of him, glaring at Henrik as Jackie was coughing, trying to get onto his feet.

“Ooooh~” Anti chuckled at Chase who was starting to regret his bravery. “A volunteer.”

Chase grabbed the end table that the vase had been on and held it in-between him and the glitch demon.

The world seemed to shift as if a wave of some kind was moving past everyone and suddenly J.J was standing on his throat. His throat stitched up and covered in bandages, a bit of old blood still soaked through them as if the wound was suddenly older.

J.J reached up and grabbed onto Anti’s leg, which immediately got the demon’s attention. J.J quickly pulled out his pocket watch and clicked the top of the winding piston. Color from both Anti and J.J seemed to vanish and they both disappeared from the spot they were in.

“Jay?” Chase began to realize. “Jay!”

“I’m dreaming,” one of the paramedics decided. “That guy was dying.”

A knock at the apartment startled pretty much everyone, except for Henrik who was still dazed on the floor and slowly coming to form his first brush with possession.

Jackie slowly got up, “I got yeh.”

The speedster’s gait was still recovering so he was a little slow but he looked out the peephole to see J.J standing there. Hesitantly Jack opened it. “Prove it’s you.”

J.J was just staring at him, clearly tired. He held up a small chalkboard and began to write. He was slow, looking like he wanted to take a nap.

Then he turned it around, “Can’t talk. Have powers now.”

“What’da yah mean? How’d yah get powers? Where have yeh been?” Jackie demanded. “Where’d Anti go?”

Jackie used his arm to clean the board, looking annoyed. “Board is small, can’t answer several questions at once.”

“Sorry,” Jackie winced, and let J.J in, scanning him over for any signs of Anti. Usually the glitch demon couldn’t stay undercover for long without a big dramatic entrance, but he was very good at pretending.

J.J took the time to write, “It’s me, I promise.”

“Where’s Anti?” Jackie asked, Marvin already rushing into the entranceway and staring at J.J suspiciously.

The now silent J.J was calmly writing as Marvin was already casting a spell, “Marvin said he wouldn’t be back for a week, sent Marv home, came back.”

“Well he’s clean,” Marvin finally decided.

J.J smiled warmly, Jackie was still glad to see that J.J’s personality seemed intact despite whatever had happened to him.

“J.J says he’s got powers now,” Jackie told Marvin, realizing that no one in the other room could have caught their earlier conversation.

“Powers, really?” Marvin asked.

J.J nodded, writing, “Yes, time travel. Chase has powers too, he hits things.”

“Really?” Marvin commented after he was done reading. “Yeh all gettin’ weird powers?”

Shrugging with his arms, J.J walked into the rest of the apartment and just sat down in front of the paramedics, a new message on his board that read: “I have some broken ribs, probably messed up my stomach. Don’t want to be awake anymore.”

Then he laid back down with his chalkboard, letting the world around him just react to him. The paramedics began quickly working on him, trying to keep him awake so they could discern what was actually wrong with him. Henrik woke up enough to accompany them to the hospital.

“I’m not gonna kill ‘em,” Marvin promised, following Henrik out of the apartment complex.

Henrik glared at the magician, “You told mee zat tvo veeks ago. Myy Hause should not bee burned ven I return.”

“Gotcha, Doc,” Marvin seemed a bit crushed.

Henrik sighed, “Perhaps ven I return vee can talk about zat new medical kit.”

Marvin smiled, “I’d appreciate that, Chase is a danger magnet. Jackie hasn’t got an ounce of self-preservation sometimes.”

Henrik patted him on the shoulder, then turned to go with the paramedics, helping to tend to J.J on the ride back. He was glad to see that regardless of the implication of J.J actually travelling through time, J.J wasn’t dying of blood loss anymore.

Anti was gone for now and no one was dead. All in all, a win for Henrik.

#Superhero AU #Masks and Maladies #Egoton Origin #Jacksepticeye #Henrik von Schneeplestein #Marvin the Magician #J.J #Jameson Jackson #Chase Brody #Jackieboy Man #pre-divorce Chase #pre-divorce Henrik #superpowers #immaculate accuracy #slight time travel

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h-styles-babes · 5 years ago

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SIX

Despite the air conditioning that kept the house cool against the muggy heat of the day, the vents pumping air into the studio didn’t seem to work quite as well as everywhere else. While Sia typically liked to wear something cozy and relaxed while she was sat down at the board and recording with an artist, it was far too hot to be in her joggers and a tee. Instead, she stayed in the cut off shorts and cropped halter top she’d been wearing throughout the rest of the day. She’d gone into town earlier on one of the bikes in order to get herself a smoothie, brining back one for Alex, since he’d so kindly asked. Carrying two cups on her ride back hadn’t been the most easy thing she’d done, but she’d done it without any mishaps.

When she arrived back at the house, there were four extra people milling about, as well as some fancy-looking cameras that probably cost more than Sia would make this year. She’d nearly forgotten Jeff’s warning that there would probably be a camera crew following the recording process, since Ben Winston wanted to document the whole thing for a short film. Sia knew Ben really well, considering she’d been just as acquainted with him as Harry had while they were still together. Ben was one of the few famous people in Harry’s life that she actually liked, because he was so much of an older brother and best friend to Harry. So seeing him hanging out and laughing with Alex brightened her mood, but also put a bit of a damper on it when she realized she hadn’t seen him since she and Harry had ended things. Which, of course, put a sour twinge to her mood.

“Ah, Sia! You’re back,“ Alex acknowledged, watching her set down her bag and push her sunglasses off her nose and up onto her head. “Thanks, hon,” he mumbled as Sia handed him his smoothie. “This is Ben Winston, the director and producer that’s working to film this whole thing.”

“We’re familiar,” Sia mumbled, glancing over at Ben as she took a sip of her own drink. The sweet strawberries and tangy kiwis suddenly tasted like ash in her mouth. She rued the day Harry Styles’ fuck up tainted every aspect of her life.

“Sia, yeh look good,” Ben acknowledged, not hesitating to pull her into a hug. Sia couldn’t help but wrap her free arm around Ben’s waist and grip onto his t-shirt. His hugs were nearly as comforting as Harry’s once were. He smelled just like he always had, and she found comfort in the slow rising and lowering of his chest as he breathed.

“How yeh doin’, Ben? How’s Mer?”

“Pregnant,” he chuckled. Sia’s face lit up with the news, congratulating him. “She’s due in December.”

“Oh, god. How excitin’!” Sia cheered, forgetting her much-wanted smoothie on the counter. She pulled Ben into another, more enthusiastic hug. “You’re gonna be a dad! Holy shit!”

She honestly couldn’t believe it, but it was something that she could see Ben was going to be good at. He’d always been the responsible, sensible—yet fun and easy-going—one in their little gaggle of friends. She could see him smashing it as a father, and she was honestly so excited for them. Meredith was going to make a great mother, as well. She’d always been one of the people Sia turned to when she needed comfort and some sound advice.

The announcement of the pregnancy also sent a twinge through Sia, but she pushed it away and focused in on her excitement instead. This was a good thing for some of the most generous, lovely people she knew in the business. They deserved the best wishes when it came to the rest of the pregnancy and their impending parenthood.

“I know, crazy, right?” Ben chuckled, returning her embrace. “Figure I’ve gotten enough practice with Harry over the last few years, though.”

The joke made Sia want to laugh and cry at the same time. There was an instant flash of nostalgia and longing for the way that her and Harry used to be. They were the couple that was always having fun and being the most true to themselves they could possibly be. Harry had always told her that she kept him grounded when it would have been so easy to let the lifestyle he found himself in carry him away and make him someone he wasn’t. But she was always there to make sure he didn’t grow up faster than necessary, and she was a lot of the reason why he was able to still be obnoxious and goofy when he was a teenager, instead of the sophisticated adult everyone always expected him to be.

“He’s definitely a handful sometimes,” Sia agreed, instead of letting herself get choked up with emotion.

Ben’s shoulders sagged a bit and his smile turned somber. “We miss you, Sia. He misses you.”

Sia’s lip curled. “He’s sure got a funny way of showin’ it. Somehow, hands on the arse and tongue in the mouth of some wannabe model don’t really scream ‘I miss yeh, Sia.’ Call me crazy.”

Ben pouted. “That’s not fair.”

“Save it, Ben,” she snapped. “He’s a grown man. He doesn’t need you or anyone else explainin’ his actions.”

Alex cleared his throat awkwardly. “I’m not sure what’s going on, really, but I just got a text from Harry saying he’s ready whenever we are.”

Both Ben and Sia sighed in unison, releasing the tension that had built around them. Leave it to Harry Styles to create an awkward standoff between his ex-girlfriend and one of the only men in his friend group that she actually liked. This was not the way she wanted this whole thing to go.

As Alex walked away, Sia turned to Ben. “Look, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to snap at yeh. Harry’s still just a sore subject, yeh know?”

“I know, babe,” Ben agreed, reaching out to rub a comforting hand along her shoulder. “I promise not to butt in anymore. Let’s go make the lad more money, shall we?”

Sia barked out a laugh as she followed Ben into the studio.

~*~*~*~

After what everyone could deem a successful first day of recording—Sia had avoided being snippy with or yelling at Harry, and Harry didn’t address her unless absolutely necessary—, Sia crashed into bed, not to be woken until nearly eight the next morning. There was the soft sound of Fleetwood Mac coming from the kitchen, and Sia followed it out, padding with bare feet on the hardwood floors.

When she entered the kitchen, she saw Mitch standing at the stove, what smelled like eggs and sausage sizzling in a pan. There was also fresh coffee in the pot, a bottle of creamer and a jar of sugar already sat out beside it.

“Mornin’ Mitch,” Sia greeted, heading straight for the coffee.

She pulled down a mug as the man responded in kind, glancing over his shoulder at her and blushing slightly when he saw that she was only wearing very snug sleep shorts and a t-shirt that was cut down the sides, exposing part of the side of her breast. Mitch was sure the display wasn’t purposeful, but he still looked away quickly to avoid being caught staring. Both out of respect to Sia and to whatever weird relationship Harry and Sia had. He didn’t know any of the details, except for what Sia had told him about knowing Harry for awhile, and the weird dynamic they had in the studio the day before. It hadn’t hindered the recording process at all, but the tension between the two was palpable, and only Ben seemed to be privy to it. Mitch was curious, but he was never going to ask outright. He figured someone would clue him in eventually, but if not, he’d just brush aside his curiosity.

Sia took a seat at the bar stool across from where Mitch was making his breakfast. “How’s it goin’, Mitchell?” she asked, taking a sip of her coffee. “Enjoyin’ recordin’ yet?”

“I just have to play a guitar all day,” he shrugged, flipping his omelet so that it folded in half. “What’s there not to like? And everyone’s nice.”

“Well, we try,” Sia chuckled. “Don’t wanna scare away the newbies.”

“How long have you been doing this?”

“I’m fresh out of uni, so only about a year. I’ve been working for Jeff since March, though. How long have yeh been playin’?”

“Pretty much since I could hold a guitar.”

And that’s how Mitch and Sia started off their friendship. They talked through Mitch giving the omelet he already made to Sia, who protested until Mitch just set it in front of her and proceeded to make another one for himself. They talked about their experiences in the music industry thus far and how they were liking it in Jamaica so far. Mitch mentioned not having been around the island much yet, and Sia offered to take him around, since she had had the extra days to explore a bit. They spent the morning joking and telling stories over their breakfasts, greeting everyone else when they woke and started filling out the house.

Harry was the last in the kitchen, but it was obvious he’d been up much longer. He looked freshly showered, and Sia was sure he’d been out for a run earlier in the morning, possibly also a work out. Harry tried to start his days off with a run and a work out. It’d been his thing since he was about eighteen years old. It was a way that he was able to keep a sort of routine while he’d travelled so much. Looks like some things never changed.

“Mornin’ everyone,” he greeted chirpily. Everyone greeted him just as happily, and Sia forced a smile on her face, more for everyone else’s sake than her own. She didn’t want anyone else to be privy to the weird tension that lingered between her and Harry. Whether or not they were aware of their past relationship—not including Ben—, none of them seemed to be the wiser about the fiery end to their relationship, and she’d like to keep it that way.

The rest of the morning goes smoothly, and they all have plans to be back in the studio by eleven, so everyone goes about their morning routines before reconvening in the studio. Ellen called Sia just a half hour before she’s due back in the studio. It was the mid-afternoon in London, so Sia wasn’t surprised by the time of the call. She was sure her friend was either on a break from work or had headed in early. She did that sometimes, seeing as her work could be done just as well at home as in the office. Being an assistant editor had its perks sometimes, she supposed.

Ellen and Sia hadn’t spoken since the day Sia had arrived on the island. Between being surprised by Harry’s appearance in her life—yet again—and being busy with the actual job she was sent there to do, she hadn’t had much time to vent to her best friend. So the call was very welcome, and she let out the biggest sigh as soon as she answered.

“El, yeh won’t believe my fuckin’ luck!” she groaned.

“Well, hello to you, too, Anastasia dear,” Ellen joked, a tutting to her voice.

“Yes, hello, Ellen love. Good afternoon.”

“Good morning. Now, tell me about your fuckin’ luck.”

“Guess who’s the mysterious artist that I’ve got to be working with for the next several weeks? And yeh can’t tell anybody when I tell yeh, ‘cause I don’t think I’m supposed to be lettin’ this out.”

“Who the fuck am I gonna tell? Dear Mrs. Jones, the seventy year old that I work for, who listens to Dolly Parton every damn minute of the day? Or my mostly male colleagues that look like they strictly listen to fifties classics or classical music?” El scoffed.

“Point taken,” Sia agreed. “Anyway! Do yeh want to know?”

“Of course I want to know, yeh donut! Tell me! I’m dying from curiosity—oi! Wanker! Fuckin’ watch where you’re goin’, will yeh? Jesus.” Sia couldn’t help but chuckle at her obvious tirade against someone that probably nearly ran into her on the sidewalk or something. “Nobody fuckin’ pays attention to pedestrians here, I swear. Anyway! Tell me, Sia!”

“It’s Harry,” Sia blurted, unable to keep it under wraps any longer. She needed her best friend to sympathize with her and to be able to vent to her and just let it all out. She’d been going a bit stir crazy having to keep all her emotions toward being around Harry to herself. While she could vent a bit to Ben, there was always the possibility that it would get back to Harry. And though Harry had to know about how she felt toward him, he didn’t need to know it in detail when they were both working towards avoiding to each other as much as possible.

“You’ve got to be fuckin’ kidding,” Ellen gawped. “I was just jokin’ about that. I didn’t know I was gonna jinx it!”

“I know. I couldn’t believe it, either,” Sia agreed with a deep sigh. “I came back to the house after going into town, and none other than Harry fucking Styles was stood in the living room, only in a towel, fresh from the shower!”

“He’s still attractive, isn’t he?” El cringed.

“He is! The fuckin’ wanker. Even more so since he’s all filled out from workin’ on that bloody movie. Can’t fuckin’ stand it.” Sia really was upset about how good the man looked. It was like he was trying to make her so turned on that it was upsetting her. Because despite how much animosity Sia still had toward him for what he did to her, she couldn’t deny that he was still the most attractive man she’d ever laid eyes on. That innate part of her that found Harry to be absolutely stunning paid no mind to the other part of her that rationally knew that she shouldn’t be attracted to him anymore. And that part of her was a bitch.

“How’s it goin’ so far?” Ellen asked, genuinely concerned that Sia had possibly shouted at him in front of the others already. She may dislike Harry, but she’d positively hate it if she ever embarrassed either of them in front of work associates like that.

“Alright,” Sia said, shrugging, even though El couldn’t see it. She almost wished they were FaceTiming. “He tried talkin’ to me when we first ran into each other, but I couldn’t really stand it. We’re steering clear of each other aside from when we’re workin’. It’s only day two of recordin’, so time will tell.”

“I believe in yeh,” El said with a definitive nod. “Just get through these few weeks, get your name on that album, and get the hell out of Dodge. You’ll thank yourself for it in the end.”

“I know. I’m just gonna stay out of his way as much as possible, and hopefully he extends the same courtesy from now on.”

“That’s all we can hope for. Make him a kick arse album and be done with him. I can hear how stressed out yeh are already.”

“I think I spotted a grey after my shower yesterday,” Sia joked.

“Shut up,” El laughed. “Call me tomorrow before yeh start recordin’. I expect daily updates from now on.”

“Promise. Talk to yeh later, babes.”

“Bye bye, love.”

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primedirection · 6 years ago

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Anniversary -Part 2

Post mobbing

It's been two and a half days since the fight and you still haven't spoken to one another, but Harry caves first.

Under simpler and more normal circumstances it was hard enough not being able to speak to you. But this time around the situation bears an immense weight. Because this wasn't just giving him the silent treatment or obnoxiously avoiding rooms he occupied, you actually left. Though once he was alone to stew in his thoughts, he couldn't blame you.

You never asked for this.

On a night that you were meant to be celebrating your love for one another, it was his baggage that intervened. And no matter how much he wanted to give the benefit of the doubt to his following, he couldn't deny that they crossed the line. Mobbing just him was one thing but to do it when he was with loved ones was another.

Harry sent a text concerned about your whereabouts merely an hour after he calmed down. By sunrise he was sick with grief, guilt, and worry. Substantially increasing due to Anne and Gemma also calling to check on you both and informing him of a particularly disturbing video gone viral on all media fronts.

One from your dinner of the girls he was kind enough to take pictures with. As it turns out they had been filming your table for awhile. Adding disgusting commentary of how much they hated you and joking about acts of harm they'd do to you if given the chance. Harry felt disgusted with himself when one of them finally suggests going over to do it and they all get riled enough to agree. Harry genuinely hates himself when hearing them discuss aloud their plan of attack. From this perspective he's able to see just how intense the impact is when you're pointedly elbowed off your chair from behind and then literally walked all over.

Only just to surround him with false praises of adoration and excitement. He feels even more ashamed that he didn't hear or see it before. But he's glad to see those girls get startled when you get back up with a vengeance and curse at them for their barbaric behavior. Teetering on the edge of dignified restraint and justified retaliation. But unfortunately he stepped in and practically dragged you out of the restaurant. The girls laugh to themselves and congratulate each other before the video abruptly ends.

The worst part of it all was that they really pulled the wool over his eyes and succeeded. He really went home and lashed out at you! Didn't even ask if you were okay nonetheless check to see if you physically were alright. He was too focused on their feelings and the backlash you'd get when the story got out to be honest.

The world already ridiculed your relationship enough, as if you didn't deserve him and he didn't want anyone to have any justification to feel that way. But this was just... He fucked up on so many different levels.

After watching the video he called you shamelessly nonstop, leaving voice mails and paragraphs of text messages apologizing. Eventually he stopped, empathy clouded his better judgment and made him realize that you probably just needed time to process everything.

On the opposing end you felt absolutely no urge to engage. Every social media account was overwhelmed with notifications from family, friends, and strangers alike. Gemma and Anne even tried to call but you simply didn't accept them based on the fact that you didn't know what to say or how to explain the situation. You didn't want to lie and say you're fine because honestly you aren't.

If you weren't hurting emotionally or embarrassed before, then watching the accursed video certainly brought on a slew of feelings. Not to mention the physical aspect of the damage.

When the adrenaline completely wore off, the dull pain you thought was bad doubled by tenfold. So excruciating and abnormally painful for just falling down, that you sent yourself to the emergency room. A full day in the waiting room and an x-ray later, you come to find out that your lovely dinner guests gave you a minor spinal fracture. Luckily enough it was just a stable fracture, which meant the best case is wearing a back brace for several weeks and no necessary surgery. Though now the worst case is that and being bed ridden as a safety precaution because the doctor also made the alarming discovery that you are four weeks pregnant.

It was impossible to pretend that you haven't been holed up for the past couple days in your best friend's guest room. Bawling your eyes out from the extravagant self pity party you were throwing yourself. Trying to wrap your head around the whole situation. How were you supposed to face anyone? Especially Harry.

It's on the third day from your split, that you are forced to figure it out because none other than Harry turns up just after your bestie leaves for work. Damn near banging at the door like there was a fire, but that more or less had to with the amount of time you took to answer it. You almost didn't, but the neighbors here were nosy enough and didn't need a show.

With the chain lock still on you barely peek through the crack of the door. Almost immediately he lunges forward, bracing his hands on the door frame trying to get as close to you as possible. It was kind of satisfying to see that he looked as miserable as you felt. In an old ratty T shirt and sweat pants with his hair in extreme disarray. His eyes bloodshot and tinted the same irritated pink as his nose and cheeks. Apparently he'd been crying. "Thank God, are you alright?"

"What are you doing here?"

"Can't get ahold of yeh any way else. I've called I've texted— been worried bloody sick to be honest. Can we talk?" His voice is thicker with more rasp than usual.

You wanted to ask if he had been drinking but thought better of it. "Think you've already said enough."

Harry's heart plunges to his toes so fast he audibly chokes on a sob. Sending his desperation into overdrive, "Y/N please, I jus' wanna explain- five minutes. That's all I'm asking."

You stare back at him for what feels like an eternity, debating whether or not if allowing him in was the right thing to do. Literally and metaphorically. He hurt you in a way that made your physical assault pale in comparison. So you're not entirely sure what possesses you to eventually close the door and remove the locks.

Upon reopening the door Harry's not as aggressive as he was before and instead waits for you to openly invite him inside. Eyes on the ground and hands shoved in his pockets.

It's while you retreat to the living room that he sees the massive cargo covering the majority of your torso. A protective vest of sorts. Although on the areas it doesn't cover on your back. He's able to see dark purpling bruises under the straps of your tank top just above your shoulder blades on each side. It makes him sick to his stomach. "Yeh had to go to the hospital?"

"Yeah, was in a lot of pain after the initial shock wore off. Good thing too because I have a minor spinal fracture," you explain and Harry's face loses all of it's color, ”The doctor said I endured the same impact as being in a car accident. Thankfully though I just need to wear this back brace for awhile."

Guilt consumes him like a flame to a torch, to the point that he almost doesn't want to continue inside any further. Because this was solely his fault and he really didn't even deserve to be in your presence. It felt horribly wrong.

He waits until you're sitting down as comfortably as you can on the sofa to speak, "Love, I can't tell yeh how sorry I am."

At the tone of his voice tears start to brim in your eyes against your will. You blink them away on a deep shaky breath and scoff, "So now I'm your love? I wasn't when I left. I was a crazy lunatic bitch you couldn't take anywhere."

His eyes clench shut at the reminder of his insensitivity, unable to withstand the disappointment in your gaze, "I didn't mean tha'—any of it, I swear. I was just being a dick cos' I knew yeh were right. Jus' didn't want to admit it"

Hearing the words aloud was bittersweet. Truly. Your emotions jumble as such, making some tears fall only to wipe them away furiously. "And what? Now you're here because of that stupid video and suddenly feel sorry for me? Well guess what? I feel humiliated enough, I don't need your pity to—”

"S'not about pity, I was wrong Y/N. So wrong." Harry's jaw clenches as he forces himself to sit across from you. Seeing you like this was out right painful and he didn't know how exactly to deal with it. He expected you to still be upset but in an angry curse him out sort of way, not the puffy eyed and anxious trembling hands type of way. "I figured tha' out long before I saw tha' fucking video. The way I reacted was the worst thing I ever could've done to yeh." He has to take a deep breath to calm the tightening in his chest but his tears come rolling down his cheeks anyway. He wipes them away hastily with the back of his hand though more are quick to replace them.

At the sight of his trembling chin you fold your arms and force yourself look away. The emotions bubbling in your chest and his own brings you to the verge of tears again.

"I was fucking atrocious to yeh and for what? For always looking out for me when no one else does? Or always being there when I need yeh to be? I failed yeh huge Y/N. Your safety should be my biggest priority and I'm the one that compromised it. If they had planned that with weapons you could've been..." He could hardly stand to think about it.

"Worse," You shudder at the thought subconsciously folding your arms over your stomach. "Neither of us knew that would happen."

You're reasoning only guts him more, "There's no excuse. You've been nothing but supportive and accommodating and so incredibly loyal... I took tha' for granted and m' so fucking sorry Y/N. I need yeh to know that. You mean literally everythin' to me, and I can't stand that I mucked this all up."

"You know how much I love you Harry. Even on our worst days but I'm not gonna lie that hurt, that like really hurt me..." Tears completely blur your vision now, and it's becoming more and more futile to talk through the constricting tightness in your throat. You reach up and press tight to your tear ducts in order to make it stop but the sobs start to slip out too. It's almost like not wanting to cry but crying anyway makes you cry even harder.

Harry wants so bad to hold you, to rub your back in comfort or in the very least hold your hand. But he knows better. Instead his fingers dig uncomfortably into his thighs, "Fuck, I know Y/N. I know."

You take a sharp breath to speak through the pain, "And I know how much the fans mean to you. Hell I love em too, they make me feel like I'm one of them! I'd never want to turn you against them or make you feel like you have to choose between us. All I wanted is for you to know when to draw the line sometimes, not just for me but for yourself. You give so much to people and I can't stand it when it's taken advantage of."

Harry shakes his head, choked up all over again hating the fact that this was supposed to be about you and here you are still defending him. He'd be a plum fool to lose you. His best friend, lover, defender, and supporter all wrapped into one. No one ever has and never would compare. "I'm so sorry love,"

"So you've said," You retort sniffling, a little annoyed that that's all he's got to say for himself.

"Well I genuinely mean it, you're so strong sometimes I forget that you might need me." His fingers rake anxiously through his hair, "Obviously I don't deserve yeh but I can't lose yeh either Y/N. Tell me what yeh need and I promise whatever it is I'll do it—whatever it takes."

He made it sound so easy but that's not the world you live in. "How am supposed to trust you won't do that again Harry?" You cry despite your attempts to remain stoic, "You're supposed to be the one I can lean on for anything and after that I honestly don't know if I can..."

He knows that you have every right to feel the way you do, but the needy and selfish part of him doesn't understand your resistance. He's apologized and currently begging for your forgiveness and yet he still can't seem to get through to you. He's beginning to feel hopeless. "I know words can't fix everything, but please just give me a chance to prove it to you. I'm upping security, I've filed restraining orders, and consider the charges pressed! I swear to God I'll-"

"I'm pregnant." You blurt out.

You didn't think it was possible but the tension in the room intensifies. Silence takes over and it's quiet enough to hear a pin drop. It makes the flutter of butterflies from high strung nerves in your belly feel like earthquakes. Also doesn't help that Harry's expression changes a minimum of three times in a matter of seconds. Confused to surprised to tormented to incredulous to sad to confused again and finally to an emotion that you can't even place. Apparently unsure he heard you correctly, "What?"

You bite your lip nervously, "I said I'm pregnant. Four weeks. Found out when I went to the doctor,"

He swallows so hard it's audible, staring directly at you and yet his gaze is distant. Somewhere else completely until he blinks and the water works start flowing again. "Can I?" He asks no louder than a whisper reaching out for you with trembling hands and grabs yours in his before you can even answer.

Bringing the back of them to his lips repeatedly somehow steadies his nerves. Because within he was raging. One of the most significant moments in both of your lives had been robbed of happiness and tainted with strife because of his baggage. The way you responded earlier suddenly makes total sense now and once again he couldn't blame you. He utterly refused to be robbed of another again.

Harry presses a hard kiss one last time before dropping your hands to shift closer to you. Close enough to cup your cheeks lovingly, since he doesn't trust himself enough to wrap his arms around you without causing pain. "I don't expect you to accept it or forgive me overnight. I understand that I really hurt you and that's just not realistic. But I am sorry Y/N. I'll spend the rest of my life doing whatever it takes to make it up to you—both of you. If you'll have me?"

In that moment all you register is burning. The burning in your eyes that make your tears pour down, the burning in your chest and throat as the heavy sobs rack through you, and the burning flush of your skin from being so overwhelmed with emotions. Because he was right, it wasn't going to magically fix everything but for right now it was enough. He seemed really genuine and sincere in his remorse and that was a good place to start.

You ultimately nod quickly and as best as you can without putting too much strain on your back, lean in to bury your face into the comfort of his neck. Confessing sheepishly, "I'm scared Harry,"

He can't squeeze you back as tight as you both want but there's still the same amount of comfort when he cradles the back of your head, "Shouldn't be. Cos' m' certainly never going anywhere and neither are you if I have anything to say about it."

Now that the threat of you leaving was somewhat gone he found it difficult to be scared of much else. With you he felt truly invincible. His grin even became shit eating at the thought of finally unveiling the ridiculously carrot studded ring currently hidden in his sock drawer. "Thank you for this by the way, s'best gift I could've ever imagined... Well opposed to mine but you'll get it when we get home."

You want badly to laugh at that and smile even because you are indeed relieved but you can't stop crying. Clutching onto his sides for dear life since they are the best you could reach. "I need you Harry, now more than ever. You understand that right?"

His chest rumbles with a hum before he pulls back to kiss you firmly on the forehead, "Won't let yeh down lovie, I promise."

AN: Hopefully this lived up to expectations idk send me your thoughts. I want all the smoke lol Xx.

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Roleplay Server Log #374

“Sneeze Tp, Stevie Gets Stuck, Baby Shower, Kidnapped!”

[Lie] Once full of wonderful food, she's considering what she needs to do for the day-

[Karla] Walked back to tell Ever what was going on-

[Dawn] Is using Lie's swing and glancing over to check on her every few mintues.

[Lie] - I think I'll take some more vanilla to the village, I messed up last time

[Dawn] Shrugs- I guess? But you shouldn't go by yourself.

[Lie] - Oh all right, the green house is right there though

[Dawn] Glances over at Cp running around doing chores-

[Lie] Heads right for the green house, the plants perking as she gets closer-

[Lileep] Happy noises-

[Blake] Generally bothering Cp-

[Lie] - Hey there- She starts picking some of the vanilla but as she does her nose starts to itch and before she can stop herself, she sneeze teleports

[Dawn] Hears the noise and goes to investigate.

[Lileep] Confused tentacle wiggles-

[Dawn] Ummm.... -Yells- Cp!!!

[CP] Comes over- What?

[Dawn] Lie went in here, and now she's gone! - points at the Pokemon- Is that thing dangerous????

[CP] - The Lileep is harmless, did you hear anything at all?

[Dawn] I heard a sneeze, but that was all.

[CP] Curses- Damn it, she teleports whenever she sneezes!

[Dawn] Really???

[Karla] Comes back with a casual saunter- Are we gardening today?

[CP] - Lie sneeze teleported

-CP begins making his way towards Notch's house. Apart partway there his red zone heart suddenly flats brightly, becoming visible even through his back and he stumbles a little-

[Dawn] What in the world?

[Karla] I'm going to guess its nothing good...

[CP] - She's cold... Too cold...- He hurries to Notch's house and bangs on the door

[Notch] opens the door in such a hurry Cp almost knocks on his head- what's going on Cp???

[Dawn] is there any rhyme or reason to where she teleports to when it happens?

[CP] - Where's Flux? And no. Sometimes she teleports far, and sometimes it's only a couple of feet

[Notch] She's downstairs... - calls for Flux-

[Flux] Comes upstairs- Is everything alright?

[CP] - You can see the entire server at once and we don't know where Lie is

[Flux] - I understand- Both Karla and Dawn feel a slight pulse of magic as Flux disapates

[Dawn] Oh... so that's what she meant... I can see how that would be a mood killer...

[Notch] Huh?

[Dawn] Nothing.

[Flux] Within seconds she has located Lie and sends CP an image of the location-

[CP] Teleports there and quickly returns with his shivering wife who has a dusting of snow on her-

[Flux] Reforms next to Notch-

[Dawn] Well that was easy.

[CP] - Are you okay?

[Lie] - Y... Yeah... Just, really cold...

[CP] - Are you sure?

[Karla] Best warm her quickly or she might sneeze some more.

[CP] Teleports to the bath house-

[Flux] Smiles a little- Glad to see that little trick still works

[Karla] Trick? You mean manipulating him? That's fairly easy.

[Flux] Shakes her head- What I did was send him an image of where she was. It's the same thing I would do when he would lose track of his brother on their original server

[Dawn] You're way of helping without revealing yourself I suppose.

[Flux] - Yes- She pauses briefly- Notch? You may want to go check on your other son

[Notch] O-okay?

[Dawn] I'll go with you- points at Karla- you stay here!

[Karla] VERY sarcastic- arf.

-At that point a giant spike of ice erupts from Stevie's house-

[Notch] Starts to run- shit!

[Alexis] Comes running up as well since she had been out hunting- Stevie!

[Dawn] still in her robe and pjs from the night before- should i have brought a weapon???

[Flux] - No

[Notch] Reaches the house first- Stevie!

[Stevie] - I'm okay! Just a little stuck!

[Notch] pulls out his notched pick axe and knocks the icy door off the hinges - I'm coming!

[Dawn] Well that's something you don't see everyday.

[Stevie] Winces in pain, his shoulder being the source and his leg is stuck in his own ice-

[Dawn] I hate to say it, but I think we need someone with less subtle powers then mine....

[Stevie] - Well, brother is usually the one who has to get me out... I'm sorry, I don't think we've met...

[Dawn] I'm Dawn.

[Notch] oh I know who can help! Hang on. - he starts typing in chat and speaks to Stevie over his shoulder- she's a witch with some powerful allies.

[Stevie] - Oh, okay. I'm Stevie

[Alexis] - Stevie... What did you do this time?

[Stevie] - I'm not sure... My shoulder just started hurting pretty badly though...

[TLOT] tps himself and Steve to Notch and clips him for a second- yikes, that is bad...

[Steve] Is just staring at the ice spike- Geeze

[TLOT] You just relax Stevie, I'll get you loose- advances with a little swirl of cloak-

[Stevie] - Thanks TLOT- He winces again

[TLOT] He grabs all that he can reach of Stevie and gives him a huge hug, turning his glitch up higher to melt the ice and filling the room with steam-

[Steve] looks at Dawn- your boyfriend threw a banana at me. That was weird.

[Dawn] Chuckles.

[Alexis] Just watches the air become more appropriate for Stevie's mushroom collection-

[Stevie] Watches as the ice melts away- Sorry for disturbing your morning guys

[Dawn] It's okay, we'd just finished dealing with a different emergency.

[Steve] Smells the mushrollems - mmm I take it Yaunfen shared a bit of their gardening with you?

[Alexis] Laughs a little- Switched all the mushrooms for the dessert ones

[Stevie] - A different emergency?

[Steve] giggles- Cute jokes are the better then regular griefing by far.

[Notch] Lie sneezed away and Cp had to go get her.

[Stevie] - Is my niece okay?

[Alexis] Giggles a little at Stevie calling the baby his niece, knowing just how unfamiliar it still is on his tongue-

[Notch] Should be. Lie tped once with a hand on me and took me with her.

[Stevie] - That's good. I don't even want to consider the amount of damage my brother might cause if anything were to happen

[Alexis] Sighs as she considers how all their food is currently buried under the ice-

[TLOT] That is quite a mess...

[Dawn] Will it melt if we leave it alone?

[Stevie] The ice finally melts enough for him to get free- Well... It looks packed ice, so no

[TLOT] I could change it into something else for you?

[Alex] - That would be helpful, thank you

[TLOT] Gives his knuckles a little pop -any preference?

[Alexis] - Something easy to remove?

[Stevie] - Something useful?

[TLOT] That's at cross purposes, but I think I know what Stevie would like. - He sweeps in arm out and there's a slight flicker as the blocks flip from to #174 packed ice to #56 diamond ore. - That should also keep you happily occupied for the rest of the afternoon.

[Stevie] Grins a little-

[Alexis] Groans a little-

[Steve] Offers an iron pick- If you don't have one on you.

[Dawn] That was impressive.

[Stevie] - Nah, I'm good- He pulls out a diamond pick

[Steve] Gives him a high five instead. - yeh!

[TLOT] Gives Alexis a sideways look like - 'Steves. Heh'

[Stevie] Begins figuring out where he should start-

[Alexis] - I'm going to go hunt down some spare food in case we don't reach the food chests by dinner time

[Steve] Literally? Or go borrow something?

[Alexis] - Literally, it's what I was doing anyways

[Steve] Do you want some company?

[Alexis] - Sure, if you want

[TLOT] You guys have fun. I'd rather do some fishing.

[Stevie] - Do you need any diamonds father?

[Dawn] I'm going to go check on Lie and Cp.

[Notch] Same, and no thank you Stevie. I appreciate the offer though. - Gives him a little hug. - You be careful okay? Call one of us again if you start feeling weird.

[Stevie] - I will, and we need to have dinner sometime soon, we haven't done that in awhile

-Le little time passes-

[Lie] Is watching her animals wander their pens as CP deals with some mob stuff-

[Doc] Is hunting for Glitchy so they can retrieve some of the baby shower things and go visit Lie.

[Notch] Slips up on Lie - how are you feeling?

[Lie] - For the most part? Tired, and cold, always cold now

[Notch] Aww. I'm sorry Lie. - He wraps her up in hug. - Can't be too much longer, can it?

[Lie] - We'll know when I enter the last stage. Dawn told me that for the last month or so she's gonna gain a pound per week

[Notch] Yikes... maybe you should just stay in bed at that point?

[Glitchy] -Sitting with his Mew in the sun-

[Lie] - I know that's what CP would prefer too

[Doc] There you are, feel like delivering those presents today?

[Glitchy] Hmm? Oh sure!

[Notch] I hate to agree with him on something like that, but... it's not like he won't run himself ragged fetching you things.

[Doc] Calls for Deerheart over the chat- I found him, can you meet me there?

[Lie] - I know, but I also know my mood swings are putting him off guard too, and I don't want him to strain himself...

[Deer] - Sure!

[Yaunfen] Runs up with Waffles in tow- I've got all the stuff from the house mada!

[Notch] Bah, he's tough. And learning more responsibility can't hurt him. No reason for you to try doing it all yourself. It's his kid too.

[Doc] Come on Glitchy, let's go!

[Lie] - Now if only he'd actually ask his brother for help...

[Notch] I think Stevie might be quite afraid if Cp asked him for help directly.

[Lie] - This is true, maybe their father should give them a push?

[Notch] Wry look- Just putting it all on me huh?

[Lie] - Only because CP will notice if I slip away to talk to Stevie... Mostly because I probably wouldn't make it there

[TLOT] Joins up with Doc, Yaunfen and Glitchy at the spawn - I got the food. Steve is coming too, he's just a bit behind.

[Deer] Comes up- Are we getting Hera or GK?

[Glitchy] -Null the mew chirps at everyone from Glitchy's shoulders-

[Doc] Don't have too- Points up just a giant red dragon buzzes them from overhead.

[Yaunfen] Hey no fair! - They shift and run after Gk-

[TLOT] Hey Glitchy, your kitty looks bright eyed and bushy tailed today. Ready to go do some good?

[Glitchy] You bet!

[Steve] Runs by them, he's trying to catch up with HG and mostly failing-

[Crim] - hears all the commotion and wanders toward the sound.

[Yaunfen] Spots him- Crim! I love your new scales!

[Deer] Takes Doc's hand-

[hg] hello everyone

[Steve] Blows past Hg since he slowed down to talk-

[HG] -giggles and steve's taking a while to stop-

[Waffles] Stops to sniff Crim- Mrr?

[Doc] Come on, lets get this party roling- Heads towards Lie's house.

[Crim] Yaunfen! Whoa.... Large meow... Hello - reaches paw out to pet

[Gk] Lands on Lie's roof and tip toes on his little hooves. Herabrine is on his head-

[Waffles] Allows petting with a curious expression.-very deep meow

[HG] -is jumping up and down excited for the party-

[Notch] Notices the dragon and side-eyes him without alerting Lie-

[Lie] Giggles a little as CP yells at Blaze Blake who still hasn't gotten the new blazes to obey him-

[Doc] Helps pass out presents to everyone who's giving something.

[Crim] - scratches - Ah, nice kitten. Where is you goings?

[gem] -fly's over head she has cookie and the two small enders-

[Yaunfen] Prances happily in place, - Baby shower! We're going to give Lie a bunch of stuff for the baby. You should come!

[Endrea] Is having some difficulty resisting sneaking up on GK-

[Crim] - is confused but nods - Not know why get baby wets, but I comes.

[Gk] Sneaking and peeking.

[Yaunfen] Good one! I don't get it either. But it should be fun.

[TLOT] Lets hope shes home.

[Deer] - I doubt CP would let her go far

[Doc] It's okay, I was whisper chatting to Markus. She's there.

[Notch] Kind of pats Lie's shoulder supportively and stays close to keep her from turning around. He can see Steve throwing down chairs and such around the side of the house.

[Endrea] Shifts to her dragon form behind GK, it's a little cramped on the roof, but her tail comes around to poke GK-

[Gk] Jumps a little and almost throws Herabrine off his head- SHHHHHHH!

[HG] -puts down a chest and fills it with a lot of food he had grown-

[Endrea] Smug look-

[gem] -lands and puts cookies in another chest and eddy and Edward climb down and run around-

[Doc] Helping lay stuff out -

[Glitchy] -Helping too-

[CP] Is a bit amused as wolf Blake tries to chase blaze Blake-

[TLOT] Waits until they're all done to signal to Notch-

[Notch] Solem pat - Either way. We should probably find you a comfy spot to sit Lie. Cp can take care of this stuff. -

[Lie] - Yeah, maybe near some lava?

[Notch] That's a good idea...

[Lie] Turns around to head for the house-

[Gk] Flares his wings hugely- SUPRISE!

[TLOT] Amplifes everyone elses echoing calls-

[Lie] Is very much surprised- Um... What?

[CP] Picks up on her emotions and turns towards the group as well-

[Doc] Hope you don't mind us dropping by Lie!

[TLOT] Laughs- You're about to have a lot less storage space...

[Steve] We brought baby stuff!

[Lie] - No, I don't, but... Why?

[Herabrine] Flies down- Because you're getting a baby shower ding-dong.

[Gem] yea can't have the baby with out getting a baby shower first

[Glitchy] Hell yeah!

[HG] we even brought food

[Lie] - Ooooh, right... That's a thing...

[CP] Flew over and lands next to his wife- Now what is everyone doing?

[Steve] Having a party?

[CP] - Oh joy...

[Yaunfen] Starts unloading pastries onto a row of wood blocks-

[Deer] - Come on Lie, sit down

[Notch] Chuckles- You have a lot of stuff to go through, best to sit.

[Lie] Does go to a chair to sit, dragging CP with her so she'll have a heat source-

[Doc] Nudges Glitchy- do your thing, I know you've still got more in your bag.

[Glitchy] -Jazz hands before he starts pulling the gifts out of his bag. There is NO way all of it fits in there, but he keeps pulling them out! At one point a bike handle peaks out of the opening. Don't ask.-

[Lie] - Wha... What all did you guys get us!?

[Yaunfen] Peeking in the bag- Nice trick!

[Notch] I got you a carrier- Pulls it out. - It's too big to conceal.

[Steve] Hey Crim, want some food?

[Lie] - Oh, you didn't have to, although I suppose it will be useful whenever we go out

[Glitchy] So much stuff.

[Glitchy] -Goes in up to his shoulder in his bag to dig around a bit before pulling out a little hat.- So much.

[Doc] I got a crib. - Sets it down in front of her. - I'm still weirded out by the idea of putting a baby in a cage though.

[HG] -takes some of the food off the table to nom-

[Lie] - That will probably be in our room for awhile

[CP] - I'll find space for it

[Gem] -give eddy and Edward each a cookie-

[Lie] Starts looking at some of the things he others got for her-

[TLOT] So I was privy to a discussion about baby gates? I think I get it. - He solemly hands Lie a half stack of metal gate pieces that have been meticuliously coated with wool pixels in several clashing colors so there aren't any poky edges.

[Lie] - Oh, right! These will be good for helping to keep her from falling down any stairs or ladders

[TLOT] Grins because he helped-

[Crim] - nods - I try... Not sure like.

[Gk] Hey Lie? When do we get to steal Cp and get him blind drunk?

[Steve] What do you usually like Crim?

[Lie] - When you supply a heat source of equal or better heat levels

[Crim] Coal and Redrock.

[gem] -tries to offer endrea a cookie-

[Gk] Aww, man...

[Endrea] Lounging on the roof, she politely declines-

[Steve] Oh. I think I have some coal! - digs in his inventory and comes up with a small stack. - Here you go!

[CP] - Why do you need to get me drunk?

[Crim] - takes happily - Much thanks!

[Gk] Because you didn't get a bachleor party! And you won't have time once the baby is born.

[Herabrine] Does a little turn in the air and steals the cookie from Gem-

[CP] - Well it has been awhile since we got absolutely drunk...

[Lie] Starts opening the packages containing the onesies and laughs aloud at some of them-

[gem] -giggles at the at hera stealing the cookie-

[TLOT] I might be up for getting drunk...

[Crim] - looks around while chomping and leans toward Steve - Why is baby gets wet?

[Steve] I don't know? It is a weird name for a party though. You're welcome. Hey, hows you're little friend? I heard you two have been spending a lot of time together.

[Gk] Perks up- what little friend?

[Crim] Pinwheel? Is fine, fine.

[Gk] Sneaks closer- You've been hanging out with Pinwheel?

[Steve] I heard she can talk now.

[Doc] Is pulling out more baby stuff-

[Waffles] Saunters over and rolls on Lie's feet-

[Deer] Grabs a bit of food for Lie as she opens gifts of clothes and blankets-

[Lie] Smiles and pets Waffle's head-

[Crim] Yes, she is talking very well. - looks up at GK - Yes, She friend. We like to be around each other.

[Waffles] puuuuuuuurrrrrr

-Distant sound of Blake being annoyed that the cat is near his human-

[Gk] Well I'm glad she's made a friend. She seemed pretty determined to avoid everyone.

[Doc] OH! Hey Glitchy, guess what I got?

[Glitchy] What?

[Doc] I got Deerheart a Porygon. It seems like old tech, but I heard they're kinda rare?

[eddy and Edward} -they are running around- they haven't finished their cookies either-

[Glitchy] What evolution? -Definitely interested-

[Doc] First, I think? They're really angular. It seems comfy in this resolution. It also beeps at me when it wants attention.

[Crim] She was... Not happy to not have people listen or understand her. Now she can speaks, is much easier. But she still like to be alones - snorts and scales flash.

[Glitchy] That's cool. Yeah, regular Porygon would fit right in here.

[Deer] - So Lie? Have you and CP considered any names for your daughter?

[Doc] It's a lot calmer then the Goomy. It felt like giving up to trade it away but it wanted to fight all the time and I'm just not... well that's not how I want to spend all my time.

[Lie] Little knowing smile- Perhaps

[HG] -has wandered a little and is now watering all of lie's plants-

[Glitchy] That's understandable. I got my Lopunny from a friend who said it liked fighting a lot. It just really wanted some attention. -Shrug-

[Gk] Gives Crim a friendly nudge- You're doing good kid. If you can calm her down so she doesn't bite people randomly everyone will owe you.

[Lilleep] Waves at Hg with it's tendril arms-

[CP] Tosses a bit of meat in Blake's direction since he won't get close to Waffles-

[Doc] It was starting shit with the loose Gastly most every night and I certainly couldn't turn her out with all those babies.

[Blake] Happy woof and grabs the meat- rarrrarrrrarrarra!

[HG] -pets lilleep then water's them-

[Doc] She what are you going to name her? I know that look.

[Lie] Glances at CP- Should we tell them?

[CP] - Careful, your griefer is showing

[Lileep] Streches under the water and pops itself out of the ground- Lil!

[HG] i'm glad you like the water

[Lileep] Waves tendrils at the bucket-

[TLOT] Come on Lie, what's the name?

[HG] oh you want more sure -waters it more-

[Lie] - Aether, her name will be Aether

-There's a bit of fanfare and the greenhouse fills with light-

-Lileep has evolved into Cradily! -

[Deer] - Oh, that's a pretty name!

[Lie] - ... WHAT JUST HAPPENED IN MY GREENHOUSE!?

[Doc] Uhh.

[Glitchy] Oh sweet! Something evolved!! -There he goes for the greenhouse-

[Steve] Worried look towards the greenhouse-

[HG] -pops head out of green house- sorry I was just water your plants to help and I watered your pokemon and it evolved

[Cradily] Bouncing around on it's four stubby feet.

[Lie] Just sighs-

[Notch] That's a good name Lie. And that is also a weird looking plant.

[Glitchy] Nice! I've never had a Cradily before.

[Yaunfen] Lie? Do you want more failure plants?

[HG] -pets the cradily-

[Cradily] Weird noises, but it seems content-

[Doc] A bit proud- I traded a prospector for the fossil. And even more weirdly, a scientist brought it back to life for me and they didn't even get in trouble for doing it!

[CP] Is gathering all the stuff Lie as already opened-

[Lie] - Sure, I like their shifting colors

[Glitchy] Why would you get in trouble? Archeology is a respected class type and bringing things back from the dead is childs play.

[Yaunfen] Gives her three. - Mada and I have been doing science. It doesn't always work out...

[Glitchy] -Offers Cradily a berry-

[Lie] - That's alright, that's part of the fun of experimentation

[Doc] Looks very touched and resists the urge to hug Glitchy- I'm just... I'm not used to people being so open-minded... Cp tried to kill me when he found out I made a body from a little bit of his code and Lies...

[CP] Growls a little-

[Glitchy] Well CP is kind of a prick...

[Cradily] Takes the berry and noms it-

[CP] - You do remember that I can mess stuff up in your room at the manor, right?

[Glitchy] ... Fair.

[TLOT] Don't be like that, you're proud of your status as a mean person Cp.

[Lie] Finds the blankets- Aww, these are so soft!

[CP] - Fuck you

[TLOT] Laughs a little-

[Cradily] Scares the fuck out of Blake.

[Blake] Goes yiping into the barn-

[Lie] - Oh dear...

[Doc] Doesn't someone else in your group have a fossil type Glitchy? I have an Archen, not sure if you've seen them around the castle.

[gem] -just calmly lays in the grass-

[HG] -takes a cookie from the chest gem put down-

[Glitchy] Uhhhhh...

[Lie] - Hey Hera, before I forget, CP met a glitched Alex recently

[Gk] Pokes Gem- Hows the budding romance going? A little birdie told me you were hanging out with an ender.

[Herabrine] Really?!?! I thought I was the only one.

[Gem] oh it's been going great she is so sweet

[CP] - She's rather new though

[Doc] It's more complicated then that as well. She should have been a normal Herobrine. She told me herself that she incarnated wrong.

[Herabrine] Geeze, that sucks...

[TLOT] She may be a he by the time you meet her Hera, I saw in her mind she was considering it. I'm sure she'll be back to ask me or Doc.

[CP] - She has to learn how to seed jump first

[Gk] No wonder you've been so scarce. Feathering your love nest, ha!

[Doc] Maybe, maybe not. I gave Licht my number before I dropped her off.

[gem] yea and our house hold is also very busy all the time

[Cradily] Wanders too close to Waffles.

[Waffles] Grabs the pokemon and busks on them while they cheep in a panicky way-

[Lie] - Ah! Waffles! Be careful!

[Waffles] Gives the Cradily a light bunny kick before letting it go.

[Cradily] Visibly huffy, jimmies have been rustled-

[Lie] Looks up to see what time it is-

[Steve] We should eat before it gets late- Starts passing out food-

[Lie] - Thank you Steve

[CP] Is repairing a bit of fencing the next day after feeding Lie's animals-

[Sammn] - comes stomping by, muttering under her breath. She's followed by Helm, frantically signing at her and Legion, hopping noisily on their heels.

[CP] Cocks a brow- Well that's quite the little circus you have following you

[Sammn] - comes to a sudden stop, making Helm stumble back almost into Legion - They are something... I will give you that.

[CP] - So what are you up to?

[Sammn] Heading toward Doc's. I may have to take them up on their suggestion... As - she waves at Legion - has not been able to fix my memories as it promised.

[Legion] - coils it's tentacles on top of itself - We did what we said we would. We can't fix what others broke.

[CP] - Joy, I may as well come with you

[Sammn] If you wish, I'm getting overly used to having a group on my heels.

[CP] - I'm coming because Doc will probably want to see if my dream abilities can do anything

[Helm] - signs and waves at Legion, clearly not happy. Then points at CP.

[Legion] - snickers and opens its blue eye - You should learn better manners, beast.

[CP] - Do you know what it's on about?

[Sammn] Which? Helm.. Is worried that Legion is scheming and has something horrible planned. Legion... Is Legion. It's bound by our deal, although Helm refuses to belive it will honor it.

[CP] - Can I set it on fire if it doesn't?

[Sammn] At this point, I'm almost willing to let you... Karla has offered to help with it as well.

[Legion] - bristles at Karla's name

[CP] - She's handy too, had a lot of fun destroying that town with her

[Sammn] I can only imagine. She strikes me as someone who is quite inventive when it comes to inflicting pain. - Leers at Legion, who leers back.

[CP] - Just watch your backside with her, she tends to pounce

[Sammn] Another thing I'm used too - sighs and starts off again. Helm darts after her, making sure to keep themself between her & Legion, who is leasurly hopping behind.

[CP] - Yeah, well, can't say I didn't warn you

[Sammn] - mutters softly - At this point it might be welcome

[CP] - Well I'm pretty sure she wouldn't object...

[Sammn] Always an option if things don't work. According to Legion, dying was what messed things up the first time.

[CP] - Dying is not what I'm talking about

[Sammn] - sighs and keeps walking.

[Doc] Walks out on the side porch and gives a happy strech, hir little pleasure is ruined by Traveler striding up-

[Traveler] YOU.

[Doc] What did I do?

[Traveler] It's not what you did. I just need you. Come with me now.

[Doc] Umm, but I'm-

[Traveler] NOW.

[Traveler] Heads for Lie's house in a huff-

[CP] - Well, at least we're almost at the castle

[Doc] Follows with a resigned sigh.

[Traveler] Sees the other group approaching- Even better. You guys come with me too.

[CP] - The fuck are you on about?

[Traveler] Business.

[Sammn] Business is vague is it not.

[Doc] But if it's something official, why don't you ask TLOT?

[Traveler] Pauses to give Doc an unhappy scowl, and then keeps walking- You'll see.

[CP] - Oh this should be entertaining

[Sammn] Do I want to even ask?

[Traveler] Is headed for the cage at a very fast clip-

[Doc] Probably not....

[CP] Glances at his house before sending a quick message to Notch, letting him know that he'll be occupied for a bit-

[Sammn] - turns toward Helm - Stay or come, choose now.

[Notch] Perks and then reports for babysitting, of a sort.

[Helm] - looks at Legion, CP, Doc then sighs and signs they'll come.

[Traveler] Already heading down into the cage-

[CP] Teleports down ahead of everyone-

[Sammn] Great. Legion you are coming no matter what. (Legion huffs but keeps quiet)

[Traveler] Slams the door open and stalks past him to open a way into TLOT's seed-

[Doc] Hangs back to wait for Sammn and her associates-

[CP] - And why are we going there?

[Traveler] Like I said, you'll see. I don't feel like repeating myself.

[CP] Walks into the portal with a shrug-

[Doc] Waits for everyone to get through and then closes it.

-On the other side is a small desert village, it looks fairly remote and only has one large building. It's daylight and the Testificates are mostly in a huddle nattering fearfully to one another.

[CP] - Oh joy, what now?

[Traveler] brushes past them in annoyance.

[Testificates] Notice the others and a hush falls over them, one breaks away from the group. She's a rather matronly herm-

[Candy] Oh! Have you come to help us?

[CP] Shifting into diplomatic mode- What seems to be the problem?

[Candy] Our blacksmith was kidnapped! We hope he's still alive, but... none of us are brave enough to go after his abductors.

[CP] - Do you know who kidnapped him?

[Doc] And why would anyone steal a blacksmith?

[Sammn] Either they want something made or something destroyed.

[Candy] Please come with me... she leads them around the large building, which is obviously an elaborate forge and behind it is a bad spot of chunk. There's a portal to the nether and a scattering of netherrack around it as if it was teleported there.

[Doc] Angry hiss-

[CP] Grins- Well this will be fun

[Traveler] Is just tapping her feet like they're wasting time-

[Doc] Looks at the forge thoughtfully and then... - What's their name? Your blacksmith?

[Candy] Sniffles - Bismuth.

[CP] This immediately catches CP's attention- What?

[Candy] Is that, important?

[CP] - It could very well be

[Traveler] Are we going or what? They were only taken last night.

[Helm] - signs at Sammn, then pulls sword and ready themself. Sammn just stares at Helm for a second before shaking head. - Might as well.

[CP] Moves swiftly, slipping through the portal-

-It's the Nether. It's hot as balls. There is lava. And a few magma cubes bouncing down a hillside.

[CP] Floats up, looking for any sign of where Bismuth could have been taken-

[Doc] This sucks... - they start hunting around for traces.

-There's a bit of a path a little farther on where someone cut through a slide of soul sand -

[CP] - I think I see something!

[Doc] Follows Cp from below-

[Traveler] Is holding her dirtblock and scowling as she follows.

[Sammn] Follows. Helm is looking everywhere, on edge and Legion has its Green eye open (scouting).

[Ghast] Wanders closer-

[CP] Summons his weapons-

[Doc] Ends up dodging a fireball - I hate the Nether!

[CP] Swoops at it and digs his sword into the ghast, slicing it open and leaving it to die-

[Magma cube] Is sneaking up on Legion curiously-

[Legion] - hears the plopping sound of the cube and opens the Orange eye on its back to stare at it.

[Magma cube] Amourous noise-

[Legion] - growls deeply and waves several tentacles in an odd pattern. The ground around the Cube darkens and seems to liquidify.

[CP] - Let's go!

[Magma cube] Makes a break for it-

[Doc] Geeze, just leave it be. You do look like it.

[Sammn] Legion, leave it.

[Legion] - huffs and reopens green eye - For now, we shall.

-The path leads around an outcrop and towards a bridge across a lava lake-

[CP] Just keeps flying-

[Traveler] Starts to go across-

-Several blazes rise out of the lava and toss a few fireballs-

[Traveler] Angry dodging-

[Doc] Just runs to avoid them-

[Helm] - darts forward and slashes one, knocking a rod off.

[CP] Fireballs back at them-

[Sammn] - mutters something and the ground rises up toward one of the blazes, collapsing ontop of it.

[Doc] Sees the others fighting and throws a cobble chunk into the face of one of them, sending it back under the lava with a gooey -plunk!-

[CP] - Let's keep moving, I don't want to be here long

[Traveler] Is already at the other end of the bridge-

[Doc] I'm coming!

[Sammn] - follows with Helm & Legion.

[CP] Keeps searching ahead-

-There's a male voice from ahead of them- Unhand me you zombies! Somebody help me!

[Doc] Hears it and motions for the others to go quiet.

[CP] Slips behind an overhang-

-There's a small party of pigmen with black masks carrying a very old and tied up Testificate-

[CP] Grins and without asking for permission he races forwards, weapons ready to kill-

[Helm] - signs - I don't recognize those kin, why are they wearing masks?

[Doc] Peeking - I don't know. It's creepy. But we've certainly found our quarry.

[CP] Slices into the back most pigmen, taking them by surprise-

[Traveler] Clocks one with her dirtblock and the broken sword is briefly visible as it slices into their face-

[CP] Is just having fun murdering most everything-

[Sammn] Hang on, let's see if I can judge this right...*mutters* and a single lightning bolt arcs down and strikes one pigmen, dropping it.

[Pigmen] Fight a bit stiffly, as if sleepwalking.

[Legion] - takes the chance of Sammn casting to hop closer to the fray. As soon as it's close enough, it snakes out several tentacles and impales the closest pigmen.

[CP] - This is way to easy

[Legion] - stares at lifeless pigmen before tossing it aside - These beasts have no minds of their own.

[Doc] Well they are zombies.

[CP] Is covered in fetid blood and dispatching the last few pigmen-

-The Testificate is wiggling around trying to get free. He's obviously scared shitless of both Cp and Legion-

[Sammn] - runs toward them - Legion, back off!

[Traveler] Looks at him critically-

[Testificate] HOLY CRAP A NOTCH!!! HELP!!!

[CP] - You're fine! I'm your freaking god of war and that one back there is the healing god or whatever

[Testificate] Passes the fuck out-

[Doc] Well shit.

[CP] - Well at least he's not struggling anymore

[Sammn] - comes to stand over Legion. Helm comes over to examine one of the dead Pigmen's masks.

-It's flat black and featureless, probably obsidian-

[CP] Reaches down and picks up the testificate, tossing him over his shoulder-

[Doc] Well considering that murdering zombie pigmen tends to piss them all off, we should probably leave...

-The old man is quite light under his layers of leather clothing-

[CP] - Let's go then

[Helm] - picks up a mask before signing - I've never seen something like this. Wonder why they were wearing them.

[Traveler] We've got company! Let's go! - there's a growing noise that sounds like more pigmen-

[CP] - I could teleport everyone?

[Doc] Please do!

[Helm] - tucks the mask away

[CP] Focuses his energy in the area and teleports the group back out into the overworld-

[Candy] Comes rushing up followed by several other villagers- Is he okay???-

[Sammn] Just scared senseless, here. - pulls out a potion bottle.

[CP] Puts him down-

[Doc] Is already destroying the portal-

[Candy] Bismuth? - patting his face-

[Traveler] Cuts the old testificates bindings-

[Sammn] - motions to sit him up so they can give them the potion.

[Candy] Helps him upright and puts the bottle to his lips-

[Bismuth] Coming around- Gracious me....

[Doc] Comes back over-

[CP] - Now then, who are you exactly?

[Bismuth] Suddenly looks cagey for his years. - Nobody...

[CP] - Then why did those pigmen grab you?

[Bismuth] I don't know?

[CP] - Then what is your specialty?

[Bismuth] Fire and... other things.

[Candy] No. You remember what happened last time you played with fire. No fire!

[CP] - Fire?

[Candy] Shoos away the other villagers- We should go inside.

[Doc] But he's a blacksmith? He can't have fire???

[Sammn] Playing with fire? That could be why he was dragged to the Nether.

[CP] - What does he do?

[Candy] Helps Bismuth up and starts walking him inside- He should be in bed.

[Doc] Come on Cp- follows

[Traveler] reluctantly follows

[CP] Follows with a scowl-

-The inside of the forge is spacious and there is a lava spawn block but it's got a metal grate to keep anything being put into it.

[Sammn] Follows but back a bit cause of Helm & Legion.

[Candy] Helps the old Testificate onto his bed. - He's a great help to us. - She pats his shoulder-

[CP] - What does he have to do with fire?

[Bismuth] I like fire..... - there's a dangerous glitter in his eyes.

[Doc] Oh dear.

[CP] - Can you do something unique with it?

[Candy] He can't have fire because the last time he had access he made a terrible thing out of it.

[Bismuth] Offended- It was beautiful...

[Legion] Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder - it's orange eye is open & watching.

[Candy] He somehow turned a bow, some tar, gunpowder, a torch, and a flint into a thing that throws fire from a distance. So we encourage his other hobby instead.

[Doc] That is horrible!

[CP] - Other hobby?

[Candy] Smiles - he's good with making flexible things out of dehydrated slime.

[CP] - Flexible things?

[Bismuth] Hehe saved my ass a few times. Wish I woulda thought of it when I was younger- huffs.

[CP] - What exactly are they?

[Candy] Old pervert. They're sleeves. For preventing children.

[Doc] OH.

[Bismuth] Giggling like the ancient fucker he is-

[CP] - Oh for fucks sake, that's it, I'm going home

[Doc] Why would it have made a difference at a younger age?

[Bismuth] Because then I'd have left fewer children behind my exploits ya whippersnapper.

[CP] - Do you know all the names of your kids?

[Bismuth] Nope. Got run outta town before most of em were born.

[CP] - Doc? Can you look at his coding?

[Doc] What do you want me to look for?

[CP] - The equivalent of a genetic marker

[Doc] Okay???

[Bismuth] You leave me alone. I don't trust weird looking librarians.

[CP] - Oh for fucks sake, if my hunch is correct then we might know a relative of yours, possibly a child or grandchild

[Doc] How about I just make a copy and you can look at it later?

[Bismuth] Annoyed - Don't touch me

[CP] - Do you really think I'll have time for that?

[Doc] Then I will look at it! Geeze. - They place a command block and grab the old mans hand to lay on it for a moment- There.... annnnnnnnnnnnnd done. Lets go home.

[Traveler] Finally.

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feelsgoodstyles · 7 years ago

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92, 71, 1

#1 “Please don’t leave me.“

#71 “Will you just hold me?”

#92 “Do you even care anymore? About me?”

The day had started like any other day – early and with a lot of coffee. Y/N was getting ready to go to her 8 am class when she heard someone, presumably Harry, yell from her bedroom. They weren’t exclusive, as a matter of fact, she wasn’t even sure if they were considered friends with benefits. She and Harry had become friends when she took his order at a restaurant she used to work at (and was fired from due to Harry), and he kept hitting on her which eventually led to Y/N getting distracted and dropping plates. Her boss was a perfectionist, and Harry was a menace, so she was released from her job that same night.

She didn’t hold it against him at all considering she hated that job, but it was her only source of income, so paying for her apartment now would be a task. Her roommate moved out to live with her girlfriend, and whenever she saw them it was like a breath of fresh air.

Harry, being the little fucker he is, took it upon himself to work his way into Y/N’s heart – whether he meant to, or not. They didn’t have a class together, but every once in a while they would cross paths on campus and Y/N couldn’t help but gush over how sweet he was. He would tell her all the jokes he could think of, and though most people though they were lame, she would laugh because of how they made him laugh.

Now, though, things were much different. Harry and Y/N’s relationship was not how it used to be – they both have become cold and distant towards each other. At times when they probably should have been talking about issues going on between them, they would fuck and pretend as if nothing had happened. “Y/N? Where are my pants?” Harry yelled. She sighed, taking a sip of her coffee.

“I have no idea, Harry. Check the floor.”

“I did! An’ they aren’t there!”

“Well, I have no clue then.” Y/N rubbed her temples and set her coffee cup down on the counter. ‘Maybe if you didn’t throw them anywhere you felt like you wouldn’t lose them.’ She thought to herself – she would never say this, of course, but her frustration comes out fast in the mornings.

“You’re no bloody help.” Harry mumbled to himself, throwing things around the room to find his lost pair of black jeans. He could tell that Y/N was getting tired of his bullshit, and it’s not like he meant to piss her off – she was just stubborn sometimes, and it pissed him off. Eventually, he found his jeans, got dressed and made his way out to where Y/N was sipping her coffee and scrolling through her Instagram. She looked up at him for a moment, the continued to look at her phone. “Why do yeh look like you’re to murder me?” Harry asked, pouring himself a cup of coffee. Y/N sighed.

“I didn’t mean to Harry, I’m just very tired.”

“Yeah, well so am I and I’m not givin’ yeh death glares.”

“Fine. Whatever. I’m sorry.” Y/N said before she got up and poured the rest of her coffee down the sink. She grabbed her backpack and walked out the door, making sure to slam it just a little bit so Harry knows he pissed her off.

Once the day was over, Y/N had no plans of seeing Harry that night. She had a date with her couch and a few episodes of Drag Race, her mind needed a rest and so did the rest of her. As she was sitting down on the couch, her phone buzzed.

Har: Are you busy tonight?

Y/N: Yeah. Got a lot of homework.

Har: Alright.

A few days went by, and Y/N heard nothing from Harry. She began to wonder if she did something wrong, even though she knew she didn’t. It was like he disappeared because she didn’t even see him on campus anymore. Unsure of what to do, Y/N impulsively pulled out her phone and opened their messages.

Y/N: Do you even care about me anymore?

She put her phone away and set it on the counter. Y/N bit her lip and decided it was best if she went to bed before anything too dramatic happened. Making her way to her bedroom, she made sure to leave her phone in her kitchen so she wouldn’t get distracted.

She thought about all the times her and Harry had gone out together. He would always hold her hand in his car and kiss it every once in awhile, which always made her blush and that’s exactly why he would do it. They would sing along to songs, whether they knew they lyrics by heart or not. Things between them at first were great. It was the typical puppy-love romance – the kind you see in movies. And considering how Harry would always hold her hand, Y/N assumed things between them would become serious quick. But it never did.

The next morning, Y/N walked out into her kitchen and almost immediately checked her phone. No new messages. She scoffed. What a fucking asshole.

Y/N: You know what? Fine. I don’t care anymore. I’m tired of these bullshit games you pull, I’m done. You could have just told me you didn’t want me anymore rather than fucking ghosting me.

Within a few minutes, her phone buzzed.

Har: I’m coming over.

Even though Y/N was pissed at Harry, she didn’t want to look like utter shit. So, she walked into her bathroom and put her hair in a ponytail and got dressed. Unknowingly, she grabbed one of Harry’s old t-shirts she won in a bet but she couldn’t care less.

A few minutes after she made her coffee, Y/N heard a knock on her door. As she was walking to the door, her heart began to beat really fast and it was like her heart was in her throat.

Opening the door revealed a tired looking Harry with messy hair and bags underneath his eyes. He wore dark grey sweatpants and a loose t-shirt. Harry let out a small sniffle before looking up at Y/N. “Hi.”

“Hey.”“Can I come in?”

“Yeah,” Y/N moved to the side to let him in, she closed the door behind him and scratched her neck awkwardly. “Do you want coffee?”“Yeah, sure.” Harry mumbled, sitting down in one of the dining chairs. “Look, I know I’ve been an-”

“Harry, I get it. You’ve moved on. No need to pity me.” Y/N said, turning her back to him to grab a mug from one of the upper cupboards.

“No, that isn’t it at all. I just..”

Y/N poured coffee into the mug she had gotten him and turned around. His face was in his hands and he wasn’t talking.

“I just got scared, I guess. I know I shouldn’t have disappeared on yeh like that, and I really am sorry about it. I just don’t wanna mess things up between us, y’know?” He said, looking up at Y/N. A few of his curls fall into his face and as strong as she was trying to be, all she wanted to do was kiss him and say it was okay. But she knew better, so she decided to wait. “Please don’t leave me.”

“Harry, I wasn’t going to. I thought you wanted to leave me, that’s why I said what I did.” Y/N said, sitting down in front of him and putting her hands on his knees. She tilted his chin so he was looking into her eyes. “I won’t leave you, Har. You’re one of my favourite people, you know that.” She said, smiling and rubbing his knee with her thumb.

“This is gonna sound lame but… will you just hold me?” Harry asked sheepishly, causing Y/N to giggle a bit.

“Of course.”

#someone else requested 92 so I combined them dknfdn #this is rlly bad #I apologize lmaooo #anon #harry styles fluff #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles fanfic #harry styles oneshot #blurb #original writing #feelsgoodstyles #request

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harryff · 7 years ago

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Chapter 2 Aria Part 1.

Trigger warning: Sexual assault, domestic abuse. Please call the 1−800−799−7233 if you have suffered from any abuse.

In the next upcoming months Aria and Harry reconnected. Her album was to be released soon but she longed to go back to the days she sang background for the band.

Laying in bed she remembered the day Liam and Harry got into a fight over whose part she will sing along with and somehow she managed to appease them both. It was the first time Harry truly noticed her as he tells it to people.

It was currently 10pm in New York which meant it was 3am in Manchester where Harry was working on his album. Aria was supposed to be asleep instead her mind raced filled with anxiety she couldn’t relax instead her thoughts took her to the worst possible outcomes for performance the next day. To help pass time she texted him

Aria: I miss you big head lol😚😙😋

Aria: I can’t sleep😣😣😓😓☹

Aria: I wish I could call you but you’re sleeping beauty and you definitely need 6 hours of sleep at least or youll be evil lol 😴😴😴

Aria: Remember the time i made you stay up for 24 hours and you were grumpy the whole day and I had to make it up 😉😂

Aria: I have to perform tomorrow. I don’t want to. I’d much rather go back to the good old days where no one knew I existed

Aria: I still laugh at the memories of you falling on stage…. clumsy prince

Aria: I’m gonna have diarrhea tomorrow theres no way I’m gonna survive

Aria: Sorry TMI 🙊

Aria: Since I cant bug you you’ll wake up to like 20 texts. 😜

Aria: she sent picture of her sleeping with the teddy bear he got her 2 years ago

Aria: Me and Mr. H miss you

Aria: I had to give him surgery awhile back. Roxy the little shit ripped his eye out. I almost cried 😢😢😢

Aria: Imagine me a grown woman crying over a stuffed animal. 😂😭😭😭

Aria: I went into panic mode!! That was not a contingency I planned for she just bit his eye and yanked it out! Then she starts running with it! In her mouth! Chewing it! I never truly knew what panic was till that moment!😲😲😲

Aria: Damn dog😒😒😒

Aria: Arent you supposed to be up running? It’s 3

Aria: I miss you again

Aria: I don’t want to perform Harry

Aria: Will you be disappointed in me if I quit?

Aria: Will you call when you wake up?

When Harry woke up at 5am his time he read the texts laughing she was definitely panicking her nerves were getting to her because she was a chatter box.

He called her via Skype

Her computer facing her she raised up hearing the call she clicked the mouse before falling back in bed.

“Aria” he said watching her move around

“Yes”

“I see Roxy is around Mr.H” he said noticing the dog by her side

“Yes she was on 1 month probation after she did that”

He chuckled

“It’s not funny” she said sitting up

“Yeh ok?”

“No” she said looking down

“Yeh’ll do good!”

“I don’t like performing in front of people”

“Yeh did when we went on tour”

“Yes but no one knew it was me”

He sighed

“I have to perform for the executives at 9. Practiced my ranges”

“Don’t strain your voice”

“I know… what are you doing today besides calming my nerves”

“Just tha'nd recording”

“You’re working on your 3rd album?”

“Yes”

She smiled “you have great bed head”

He laughed “are yeh not sleepy?”

“I am I keep jerking in my sleep”

“Just relax poppet”

“I’m trying”

“I have to go for my run”

“Ok i’ll call you when I get done”

“Ok” he said blowing a kiss

She caught it.

Harry: How’d it go? He asked when she didn’t call by the end of the day he wondered how things went

Aria: 😭😭😭😭😭😖😓

Harry called her

Harry: Pick up poppet

Aria: No 😭😢

Harry: howd it go

Aria: ‘need more practice’

Aria: Tommy said ‘on a scale of 1-10. 1 being pretty bad and 10 being the worst performance ever that was a 7.’ 😭😭😭 I can’t do this

Harry:😒😒 drop him he’s a shitty manager

Harry: Pick up poppet please

She took a deep breath before answering his call

“Hey” she said

“Where are you?”

“At home” her voice broke

“Aww pet”

“I can’t do this Harry”

“I think yeh need another manager”

She sniffed “I wish you were here”

“I’ll be there soon pet”

She remained silent

“Wanna tell me what happened?”

“My voice shook the whole time….sang off key sounded like shit”

“It’s alright Aria”

“It’s not,” her voice was soft. “I’m not made for this.”

“Aria yeh are” he stressed

She sighed “how was your day”

“It was wonderful recorded 3 songs”

“Good”

“My album is done will you listen to it?”

He paused “i don’ kno’ if i should.” He was hesitant. In the past she depended so much on his opinion he got frustrated with the search of approval from him.

“Ok fair enough i’ll have Mr. H listen to it”

He remained silent

“Maybe i can do like a Sia thing but cover my whole body be in dungeon somewhere”

He was still quiet

“Ok Harry good night.” She said ending the call. She knew him too well he was asleep.

As she sat aimlessly looking at the ceiling she contemplated all the different things she could do to put an end to her contract. Get sick with a virus, purposely damage her larynx, car accident etc. When Harry awoke at 3am his time he called her she stared at the phone contemplating whether she would swipe right or left. The screen went dark she thanked the gods for not making her make that decision.

At 10 in the morning she found herself in the studio listening to Thomas or Tommy berate her

“ARIA! Im talking to you!” he said snapping her out of her thoughts

“Sorry” she cowered away

“WHY” he paused “why didn’t you perform like you did in this video? you were so good then what is it now?” he was showing her a video of her singing at a local jazz bar. There were only 10 people, people she would never meet this was different this was executives and produces people who had the power to build or destroy her career with one move.

“I dont know im just nervous”

“ABOUT WHAT? WE HAVE DONE EVERYTHING UNDER THE SUN TO GET YOU TO NOT BE NERVOUS? SO WHAT ARE YOU NERVOUS ABOUT NOW?

“EVERYTHING!” She argued back before looking at her phone Harry had called her 5 times already.

Harry: Aria are you ok ive called you multiple times

She recorded Tommy

He hit the wall beside her “YO YOU A FUCKING EMBARRASSMENT IT’S A WASTE OF TALENT YOU HAVE. I GOT A 10 YEAR OLD WHO WOULD KILL TO BE IN YOUR SPOT!” He walked away from her “…SO YOURE TELLING ME YOURE GONNA LET SOME 10 YEAR OLD OUT DO YOU? DO WE NEED TO MAKE YOU SING NAKED NEXT TIME?”

She spoke softly “Im sorry I can’t Tommy”

“DONT TOMMY ME! TELL ME YOU CANT! YOU JUST DONT WANT TO! YOU KNOW HOW HARD I HAVE WORKED FOR YOU! YOU OWE ME THIS!”

She sat silently and hit the send button

Harry: get up and walk away. He texted feeling his anger rise if he was there his fist would be connecting with Tommy’s jaw

Aria: I cant

Harry: Aria get up and walk away

Aria: he’s blocking the door.

She remained quiet waiting for the vent session to be over.

“You have a show tomorrow Chicago Bulls so get ready. Ya ass aint making a fool out of me again” She nodded leaving the studio. She ignored Harry for the rest of the day working on her vocals. She sat at home working on her ranges.

“You sound good Ria” her grandmother said cooking

“Thanks Grandma”

“Whats wrong?” she noticed her behavior

“Tommy screamed at me… told me lots of things i was an embarrassment to him… grandma i don’t know if i can do this”

“Youre too good dont let him ruin you!”

“I know”

Her phone lit up it was Harry texting her.

Harry: can you call me please

She stood up and went to her room to call him

“Aria” he said looking at her on the camera

“Hey” she said getting comfortable on the bed. Her eyes were puffy her nose was red. “How was your day?”

“Good.. are yeh ok?”

“I’m ok” she sighed

“Wha’ happened with Tommy”

“Have to perform tomorrow”

He tilted his head in confusion

“Yea”

“Don’ wan yeh to be sad pet”

“I’m ok Harry. Me and Mr. H will be tough” she joked

He chuckled “I’ll be there soon so save some luvin for me yea?” “No you dont get any”

“Wha’? Why?” he smiled

“Well see me and Mr. H have a bond even you can’t break. I have been there with him through thick and thin” her eyes welled up “and he wont” her voice started to break “and he wont let me down and i won’t do the same to him… sorry i dont mean to cry”

“Aria dont cry pet”

She chuckled wiping her tears “I don’t even know why im crying Harry thats the problem. With Mr. H i know i cant let him down"

“You never let me down" he spoke softly

“I have, i know that, but im trying not to.”

He sighed not knowing what to say. She was always too hard on herself. Her worst critic never letting up on her imperfections. “ ‘M gonna go to bed” he mumbled

“K good night” she said before ending the call

The next day she walked onto the court her hands shaking getting ready to sing the national anthem. Tommy had softened his tone but his words were still harsh. She found herself panicking 30 minutes prior, hunched over with a paper bag to her mouth. The cameras flashed she brought the microphone to her mouth. She closed her eyes imagined she was at home. When the song was done people jumped to their feet cheering her on. She thanked them and rushed off court. It was one of her best performances.

“WHOO!“ Tommy cheered “THAT WAS IT! THAT’S WHAT YOU DO!… You sounded so good. Thats what you do in front of the execs don’t worry about them you got this Aria!”

She smiled taking a deep breath in she wanted to leave there was no celebration for her this only meant the inevitable an album release and a music career.

“Thanks Tommy can i go home now?”

“Nah lets go party!” “I really dont want to”

“Look its for your image just one drink” he begged

“Ok” she sighed as they made their way to club she texted Harry

Aria: I think i did ok everyone is happy

Aria: Going to the club with Tommy

Aria: Text you when i get home

It was supposed to be the club but they pulled up to his house, there was a party going on

“Tommy i thought you said club” she said giving him a look

“I know but house parties are fun!”

She shook her head this was her first time in his house “I’m not”

“Please just one drink you promised”

“Fine one drink and i’m done”

An hour passed one drink turned to two and two turned to three she thought. Her head was spinning, Tommy was being too friendly, he was groping her in places he shouldn’t have. When she tried to leave his grip on her wrist tightened when she fought back he put her arm behind her making her face the crowd as he dry humped her from behind. When he dragged her to the bathroom she used the opportunity to escape.

“Come on!” he stressed in a playful tone licking her neck forcing her against the wall

“No stop” she said weak from the concoction she was never a light weight so this was not the norm for her He hit her thigh “I said come on!” his thigh wedged between hers his tone changed he was being forceful

“Stop Tommy” she tried to fight him off

He held her hands above her with one hand while the other groped her body “You know you want this dick, Harry can’t do you like me”

“Please” she begun to cry she was too weak

Abruptly the door swung open. The man looked at Aria’s face “Yooo chill!”

“I’m not doing nothing” he said stepping away from her with his hands up

She quickly maneuvered from him he reached out for her but her arms were too quick on her way out she fell to the floor. Only managing to stand up and rush up the steps she found a room and locked herself in it. Quickly she dialed Harry’s number forgetting he wasn’t in the US, when she remembered she called her grandmother

“Aria do you know what time it is? im asleep!”

“Grandma please come get me” she sobbed on the phone

“Whats wrong?” she sensed the urgency

“He almost raped me i dont know whats wrong with me”

“You stay there i’m calling the cops”

“NO! please”

“Where are you?”

“Tommy’s house on 3rd bellavue house with all the cars”

“Stay where you are I’m coming!”

It felt like eternity waiting for her grandmother. She was finding herself waking up from an unconscious ous state every 5 minutes. She was fighting to stay awake. Her phone rang 4 times before she awoke

“Hello? Hello? Aria!?”

“….Grandma?”

“Where are you? You tell me now or i’m coming in with my shot gun!”

“I’m coming don’t” she said weak

Slowly she stood up her legs felt like jello, she opened the door and walked to the staircase held onto the railing with a death grip the party was dying down. She saw him at the corner of her eye he was mingling slowly she walked down the steps trying her best to not draw any attention to herself. When she got to the bottom of the stairwell. The door seemed so far away there were so many people in the way she tried to quickly move around them

“Aria? Is that you?” she heard his voice

“ARIA! I’m calling you!” fear took over she was pushing people out of the way, when she reached the door she opened it and collapsed her grandmother already standing outside her car ran towards her

“Aria” he spoke in her ear as pulled her up. She winced away

“YOU GET AWAY FROM HER!” her grandmother threatened

“I’m just trying to help her out”

“YOU TOUCH HER I’LL BLOW YOUR WHOLE FACE OFF!”

His temper rose “CALM THE FUCK DOWN OLD BITCH!” “I GOT YOUR BITCH TOUCH HER AGAIN AND YOU WON’T HAVE A DICK” She whimpered standing up

“Aria are you ok?” she spoke to her helping her up

She limped to the car her ankle sprained

When they got to the house it took her grandmother 10 minutes to wake her up

“Oh thank God! Aria what did you drink?”

“I don’t know” she said turning her head away from her

“Let’s get you in the house”

She slumped on the couch her grandmother close by the whole night.

The next morning she woke up with a splitting migraine confused about what happened

She groaned her memory was hazy, she remembered drinking a blue motorcycle and Tommy being aggressive she remembered him walking her to the bathroom his smile on his face his eyes telling her something else

“Oh mi nieta you’re awake!”

Her voice raspy “Grandma what happened?”

“Thomas tried to rape you!”

She thought “No… what?”

“Aria you called me you couldn’t even stand! you need to call the cops i think you were drugged”

“He what?” she sat up needing to piece things together

She picked up her phone there were texts from Tommy

Tommy: i hope you had fun i had too much to drink

Tommy: im sorry about what i did I love you😗 Aria i would never hurt you i was just fucked up Tommy: shit you were too,

Tommy: grinding on me i miss read the signals, you know that right? You know how i get when im fucked up

Tommy: tell your g ma to chill i was fucked up too shit you were too

Tommy: call me when you get this

Miranda: 😁😀YAY bestfriend you did good!

Her mind tried to remember what happened but it couldn’t dnt her wrist was bruised, she rubbed it to sooth the pain.

“Aria you need to call the cops!”

She shook her head “I don’t”

“Well freshen up clear your head”

“How’d i get home?” she looked around

“I came to get you! that rapist was trying to pull you back in”

She stood up and fell to the ground

“Ahh!” She grimaced grabbing her swollen ankle

“I think you sprained it” her grandmother picked up her foot “here put it up let me get some ice”

In the bathroom she undressed she noticed bruises on her neck, her thighs and knees when the skirt fell she covered herself with her hands, she had no underwear, she could not remember what happened to it. In shower she tried the best she could to remember she couldn’t. But she also knew something wasn’t right. she scrubbed hard feeling dirty. She felt a sick feeling from the pit of her stomach she hunched over unable to stop it. She vomited.

In her sleep it came to her in a flash

She saw herself drinking her drink.That nauseous feeling intensified

“I gotta go I don’t feel good.” she steadied herself by holding his shoulders

“No stay” he rubbed her sides

She shook her head “I’m leaving”

“I said stay” he insisted pulling her back, her back to him he breathed on her neck. She moved her neck away “Mmmm you have a nice ass” he said before smacking it

She shot up in cold sweats her head pounding was it true? Did he really do that?

She looked at her phone there were texts from Harry. He sent her a screenshot from the tabloid the caption “Looks like you and Thomas had fun, you did great! I watched it! what a way to celebrate😂😋” the picture her hair on her face with one arm behind it looked like they were in the middle of a dance. Her wrist ached as if it had a memory of the pain that was inflicted upon it. Harry was oblivious to the dark truth. feeling nauseous she jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom. Rising slowly she cried looking at herself in the mirror.She blamed herself she should have known better. She should have been more careful.

Picking up her phone there was another message from Harry

Miranda: Bitch call me you look lit😂😜

Miranda: Umm that picture doesnt look right call me 🙁😕😞

Harry: call me when you wake up pet I miss your voice😗.

She snatched her laptop from the floor quickly she searched flights to Manchester leaving the next day. She was willing to pay any price once she got the confirmation email she hopped off the bed and three clothes into her suitcase

Her grandmother walked into her room “Where you going you can’t leave!”

“Manchester”

“Are you going to tell him

“I can’t even remember what happened! if it happened will he believe me?”

“Aria he can’t get away with what he did! now I don’t know how the music industry works but that man cant walk away from what he did to you!”

“I know mimi”

“So call the cops”

“I..” she looked to the bathroom

Her grandmother stressed her point “tell him.. Harry will know what to do…. have you talked to him?”

She shook her head

“I’m not going to let this go”

“I know”

“How’s your head?”

“Pounding”

“Well relax I will finish packing for you”

The next day she found herself in Chicago O’hare limping around she hadn’t told Harry about her plan to stop by.

Tommy: You haven’t called are you ok

Tommy: just call me or send a text to tell me your ok

She felt sick looking at the texts holding onto Mr.H she walked around till her flight departure time. When she landed at 2pm she made a beeline for his condo.

She knocked in the door she quickly wiped away her tears

“Yea yea!” she heard his voice through the door

He stood confused for a second before his face lit up

“Poppet! Wha’re yeh doing here?“ he asked lifting her into a tight embrace

“I missed you” she confessed

“Yeh should have told me!”

“I just did!” she said forcing a smile

He leaned down to kiss her she could only manage a few kisses it was killing her.

“What do I owe this delightful surprise?” she shrugged walking in

“Hey” she greeted his band

“ARIAAA!”

She smiled

“Yeh should have told me really” he said pulling her down on his lap. “ ‘M flying to London tomorrow family time”

“Oh” she said looking down

“Yeh’ll come with me?”

She nodded

“Wha’ happened to your foot?” Weezer asked

“I fell... heels”

“All that partying yeh ‘nd Thomas did” Harry commented “yeh never texted by the way”

She swallowed hard smiling at him “sorry forgot”

He raised his eyebrow

“So what are you up to today?” she asked

“Last recording session are yeh ok?” he noted her pale complexion

“Yea, just cold”

“Yea we gotta go mate” Stevie said noticing the time

“Oh shit! Yeh want to come?” he said standing up

She shook her head

“Jet lag?”

She nodded

He leaned down placing his forehead on heres “Ok well yeh kno’ where the food is. Don' eat all my bananas. I’ll be back ok?”

She forced a smile fighting the tears “yes”

“Are yeh sure you’re ok?”

She hated that he could read her like an open book

“Yes” she said kissing him

“One more” he said biting his lip

She wrapped her arm around his neck. It took all the energy she had to put passion into the kiss

“Oi! we gotta go.” Stevie said

As the day turned to night she sat crying on the couch. She checked her emails wanting to tell her grandmother she was safe. Her heart dropped seeing Tommy’s name on the list she hesitated to open it. When she did it was a picture of her in the airport the title read Aria party girl rushed to Manchester to see Harry. The caption read Rumor is he called her screaming mad about the picture of her and manager Tommy G. His email: Im fucking calling you and you in UK? We got sessions you better be back by Tuesday. She felt sick to her stomach they couldn’t be more wrong. Sleep finally seeped in after hours of laying awake. Her memory flashed through her dreams

“Come on” he says grabbing her hand he had a goofy smile on his face pulling her towards the dance floor

“No Tommy” she tries to resist

He pulled harder making her collapse into him “damn baby! I didn’t know you wanted it like that?” he chuckled

“Stop” she pushes away from him

His hands grab her ass he is holding her in place as he rubs his nose on her neck “you gonna feel so good on my dick”

She sat up immediately tears flooded out of her eyes this couldn’t be happening she thought. She got off the couch and went to lay in bed. A migraine already thumping through her brain she lay in bed when she heard the door open she turned on her side pretending to be asleep.

Harry quietly took of his clothes and retreated to the bathroom. She could hear him humming behind the water. When he got in bed he cradled behind her kissing her cheek before falling asleep. As she begun to get sleepy she prayed she wouldn’t wake up from a nightmare. In the morning her prayers were answered she softly got out of bed and got ready. Harry woke up an hour later.

“Wha’ do yeh want for breakfast pet?”

“Nothing this is fine”

“ ‘Re yeh sure? you’ve been pushing around the cereal for 5 minutes” she was in a daze she didn’t notice

She shook her head “it’s fine I promise” she lied

He grabbed her hand “Ok are yeh sure? cuz i’ll get yeh anything yeh want”

“I promise” she said forcing the spoon in her mouth.

When they got to his mother’s house she was greeted with love

“Aria come in we have missed yeh oh I always knew yeh two would get back together!” Anne hugged her

She smiled

“Aria!” Gemma greeted her “finally someone we like… no love”

“When are yeh goin to marry her Harry?”Anne asked

“Oh muuum” he fussed

“ ‘M just saying she took yeh back it’s a sign”

Gemma chimed in “Yea no one wants yeh but her so yeh need to be in your knees”

“These’re strangers not my family I don’ kno’ wha’ alien planet they come from” he joked causing them to laugh

Gemma grabbed her hand dragging her away from Harry “We have to catch up that dress at the wedding to die for where did you get it?”

“Michael Castello designed it”

There was a lot of catching up to do which Aria gladly agreed to do anything to take her mind off that night

At dinner she sat once again pushing her food

“Do yeh want something else?” Harry whispered

“No!” she got scared “this is fine!” she put a mouthful in her mouth

He gave a look she was definitely being strange. She had no appetite there was a raging migraine she was trying to calm down. After yawns went around the room after dinner every one retreated to their rooms

“Ok off it pet what’s the problem?” He asked while they lay in bed. He was trying to find out what was wrong with her

She spoke softly “Nothing”

“No there’s something big show comin’ up?”

“No just thinking”

“About?”

She shook her head and smiled

“Yeh don’ wan’ to talk ‘bout it?”

She shook her head

“Ok” he looked down at her holding Mr.H “You’ve been holding him awfully tight can’ yeh hold me like tha’ too?” He joked

“No you might break” she teased

“Wha’?”

“You might break” she held back her smile

“Are yeh saying I’m weak?” He asked towering her

“……..Yes”

“Yeh wanna test tha’ theory?” he asked before kissing her deeply his kisses made her forget momentarily but when he started grabbing her thighs and kissing her neck is when her mind refused to let it go. She froze eyes shut tight. He noticed the tension in her body he raised up to look at her

“Aria wha’s wrong?”

“Nothing”

“You’re stiff as a board look at me” she opened her eyes “wha’s wrong?”

She sighed “I can’t…. not tonight”

He huffed “ok” he gave her sweet kisses

“Sorry”

“Don’ be luv is just sex… I can take care of myself” he said winking

She giggled “Perv”

“Hey only for yeh”

“I guess I should feel special”

At night her prayers were not answered. Her mind took her back to that night

She looks around people are dancing she doesn’t know where she’s going but Tommy is pulling her towards it.The bathroom door is kicked open and he pushes her inside

“Stop it Tommy” she says trying to walk passed him. He closes the door with his foot. He charges towards her stuffing his tongue in her mouth. She pushes him away and slaps him. His hand is immediately around her neck his eyes cold and dark he pushes her against the wall. “bitch ill kill you matter of fact” his other hand loosens his belt

“please” she begs clawing at his arm he pulls out his penis, "you know you want this dick" he jams his knee into her thighs forcing them open. “shut up.” He reaches up her skirt to rip off her underwear. He pulls hard making her body jerk forward before the fabric gives way. "Harry cant do you like me" He gets closer kissing her neck she tries pushing him off he places both arms above her head holding them by the hands he reaches between her thighs she’s crying “please” she begs. He stops and looks at her he licks his hand before he palms her vagina. He moans “you wet already, just how i like it”

She shot up from her sleep in a cold sweat immediately she ran to the toilet a violent vomiting spree was to begin.

Harry groaned “Aria?” he turned to his side to confirm she wasn’t there

“Aria” he called sitting up hearing the vile noise. Slowly he got out of bed and walked towards the bathroom. He knelt down beside her rubbing her back

“Something yeh ate?” he offers explanation

She nods in agreement

When she’s done her hands are shaking she can barely wash her face. She was pale as if she saw a ghost

“Wha’s wrong?” he asked noticing her expression

She turned around with tears in her eyes if he only knew

“Shhh it was just a dream” he sooths her hugging her tight.

But it wasn’t was it? Tommy really did those things. The reality was setting in.

In the morning she continues to rub Harry’s arm unable to fall asleep she lay awake against his chest

During breakfast she checked her phone

Tommy: Where the fuck are you at

Tommy: you think it’s funny you fucking with my career

Aria: I need more time please

Miranda: so you really gonna ignore me your bff?

Mimi(grandmother): Aria have you told him

Aria: Not yet I will soon I promise

As Gemma and Aria shopped around she tried her best to act natural.

“Are yeh ok?” Gemma asked during lunch Aria even though trying her best was very distant

“Yea!” she said putting on a happy face

“Sure? yeh look pale”

She smiled “Yea lack of sun” she joked

“Tell Harry he owes you a vacation”

She smiled Gemma her biggest advocate always made Harry go out of his way for her “Only if you come too!”

“You know it!”

As the day wound down she hopped the night would be gentle on her she couldn’t wake up from another nightmare.

“Did you see this?” Harry laughed showing her a picture of her crawling up the stairs. Who would possibly take that picture and furthermore insinuate she was going to have sex with Tommy?

She smiled

“Yeh were having fun weren’t yeh?”

She remained silent

“But ’m glad yeh ‘nd Tommy handled your differences” he said falling asleep

She melted into his chest not wanting to remember anything

The next day she Aria, Anne, and Gemma decided to clean up then treat themselves to dinner. She got multiple texts during the day. People were asking her about the picture.

Miranda: uh you need to call me NOW! i know your ass didnt fuck tommy

Miranda: you disappeared to Manchester whats up☹

Miranda: ARIA what did Tommy do to you? Why did Mimi call me crying???😭😭

Aria: i can’t talk about it Miranda, not now

Mimi: have you told him

Aria: not yet Mimi

Mimi: im not playing do it or I will

Aria: ok ok

~With Harry~

“Whoa Harry have you seen this?” Weezer asked

“Wha’?”

“Look” he looked at the heading Tommy G accused of sexual assault 2 victims have come forward the caption: ‘Both victims claim it happened in his house we will keep you posted’

He frowned “he didn't” he paused to think remembering the dirty glances he gave women

“I gotta find out more” Weezer said scrolling through his phone

As the day went on he couldn’t help but think about it. It gnawed at him this was her manager, someone who was close to her.

“Oh shit! Now they are saying one of the girls was assaulted the night he partied with Aria”

Harry tried to shake it off. “no he couln’ have”

Stevie rushed to him“Harry have you seen?”

“Yea” not wanting to be bothered by it

“No look!” Stevie said shoving the phone at him

Harry looked at him before grabbing the phone he read the words ‘A witness has stepped forward caught him in the act.’ As he read the details his heart rate picked up ‘…. walked in on him with his female artist.’ Tommy only managed Aria and another female artist who was absent that night

“Have yeh talked to Aria maybe its someone else” they tried to reason

“Did she tell you anything?” Gigi asked

He looked at them “no she would tell me”

When the day ended even Gemma got notifications on social media people were tagging her on the posts. Aria’s phone was buzzing nonstop.

Miranda: Aria

Miranda: dont ignore me im your best friend,…. thunder buddies for life

Miranda: Aria

Miranda: did it happen?

“Aria wha’s this?” Gemma asked showing her the article. Her heart sank reading the article Tommy was getting charged with sexual assault. Two victims identified one had yet to come forward. She was the remaining piece.

She shook her head “its nothing”

“They’re saying you’re the other woman is it true?”

“Other woman for what?” Anne asked taking the phone from Gemma’s hand

As Harry rushed to his mother’s house he thought to himself those pictures that were taken, she did look uncomfortable in Tommy’s embrace. The bruised wrist she explained away seemed to be the one he was holding behind her back. She also never got that drunk in public so it was strange that she got that drunk, even when she got drunk she was never that sloppy, falling all over the place hair in her face.

As Aria tried to convince Gemma and Anne that wasn’t her her phone lit up

Miranda: Shit is hitting the fan I hope you told him

Tommy: you bitch

Mimi: hope you told him

Aria felt her breathing hitch

“Aria this sounds like yeh!” Gemma said reading more articles

“It’s not” she whispered

Harry rushed through the kitchen door he walked in “Aria” he called

She smiled at him but stopped soon after his face was one she couldnt read ”….yes” she answered warily

“Yeh promise to tell me the truth?” it was supposed to be a statement but came out as a question

“Yes anything” she half smiled

“Wha’s wrong Harold?” his mother asked noticing his expression

He paused before speaking standing across from her. His eyes burrowing into her soul. “Wha’ happened that night at Tommy’s house?”

She looked down. Her nightmare was coming to life. It seemed forever when she heard her name being called.

“Aria” Harry called his eyes were becoming more bewildered by the second, her silence was confirming his gut instincts. She looked up at him before looking down. Pulling at her sleeves occupying her hands. She was losing the battle on holding back her tears. It wasn’t long before he called again.

“Aria… I asked yeh a question” his voice assertive he walked closer to her searching for her eyes. His breathing uneven. He needed her to tell him nothing happened. Everyone was looking at her waiting for an answer.

“ARIA!” he screamed in frustration. He startled them.

“Oi! Wha’s going on in here?” His dad asked walking in

The tears won they poured out of her eyes

“Aria tell me wha’ happened!” anger spewed in his voice

“Harold!” his mother scolded in a whisper

“Oh my god!” Gemma said in shock

The whole room came to the realization something dark happened that night. Her behavior made sense now the lack of appetite,the pale look on her face, the vomiting, the insomnia, the night mares.

“Aria” he whispered she had yet to speak. He needed her to say it was a joke. That there was no way it happened.

She looked up at him with tears rolling down her face, her hands were shaking pulling on her sleeve “please don’t make me go back to that night” she spoke softly

“Oh!” Anne grabbed her chest “yeh poor thing” Anne immediately rushed to her side and held her in a tight embrace.

“Harry he didn’…. did he?” Gemma looked at him hoping he could offer up a reason

He squatted down. Holding his head. There were no longer butterflies in his stomach from fear of the truth. Fear was replaced with anger which started from his chest and radiated out “ ’M GONNA KILL HIM!” He said standing up

“Oi! Stop that!”

“Dad not right now!” He paced the floor “…. That BASTARD put his hands on yeh? im going to kill him!

“CALM DOWN HAROLD!” His father said grabbing his shoulders

Aria sobbed in the background. He should have known something was wrong. Her eyes told him something was wrong they were filled with sorrow. He pushed passed his father going outside.

“Oi! come back’ere!” His father chased after him

Gemma knelt down next to her crying and hugging her “Im so sorry Aria”

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kasiopeiae · 8 years ago

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Wings of Butterflies

A/N: Adele believes in trilogies, I believe in pentalogies. This is the fifth and final installment to Rotation (I mean it this time).

// Another Man’s Treasure // Mind on a Mission // Take the Lead // Worth the Pain //

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h-styles-babes · 7 years ago

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Harry Styles Blurb/ Request #2

This is another request that was made by @imaginesyouwilllove, so thank you for the request, love :) The final one you requested will most likely be up the day after tomorrow, so be on the look out for that! Also, someone requested a second part to the “Fancy seeing you here.” blurb, so that’ll be getting done soon, as well.

Hope you enjoy! xx

P.S. dad!Harry is my weakness, right after daddy!Harry, so sorry in advance.

15. “Me and the boys will handle it.”

It had been a long day. Y/N had gone to work for her normal eight hour shift starting at eight that morning after dropping her two kids off at school. When she got home at half four that afternoon, it was to screaming from her beautiful—but extremely noisy—little boys who were being watched by her mother until she got back from work. Homework had attempted to have been started, but her mum couldn’t quite get them to sit down and actually focus. They were only four and seven, so their attention spans weren’t the best, and it took a heavy hand to get them to sit and actually do as they were told. Her mum was authoritative, but she had an extreme soft spot for her grandchildren, which Y/N wasn’t usually mad about, but that day it was making her a little crazy.

After her mother left with a kiss to everyone’s cheek, Y/N got the boys to sit down and actually do what they were supposed to. Her youngest was only in pre-preparatory school, so his homework consisted of a connect-the-dots page that he then had to color, but her oldest was already in Year 3, so Y/N helped him with his maths work, then she helped him write a paragraph about his family and what their home life was like. They agreed to keep it as vague as possible because of who his father was, but they were genuine. Y/N and her husband had made an agreement before their eldest was born to give the kids as normal of a life as possible, and that included normal schooling instead of fancy private schools. Y/N wasn’t in the business of raising divas or making them think everything would just be handed to them.

At nearly six, Y/N let the boys out free in the backyard as she did some housework that had yet to be done from the day before. She could already feel herself dragging from not having gotten a nap, and while she used to be able to still be pretty peppy after waking up at six in the morning, being nearly eight months pregnant was not kind on her body. She’d never ben so fatigued with her other pregnancies, though she had been much younger. She was turning thirty-one in a few months, so she wasn’t as lively as she had been at twenty-three when she was carrying their oldest.

Y/N watched from the window above the sink as the boys played on the structure their father had erected outside, the younger boy scrambling to keep up with his older brother, wanting to be a big boy. She couldn’t believe they were so big already, and she was extremely excited to have a little one in the house again. She only had about five more weeks until she was due, and those five weeks couldn’t pass quickly enough. She could go into labor at any time now and everything would be okay, but from previous experience, her children waited until the last possible minute to relieve their mother and enter the world.

Once she got all the dishes done and had wiped down the counters, Y/N called her children in from the backyard to come play indoors now that the sun was going down. It was also getting too cold as they sunshine started leaving the sky, and she didn’t need either of them getting sick. So, the boys set up shop in the living room, playing with a car set that they’d gotten the previous Christmas, making entirely too much noise for the pounding headache Y/N had suddenly developed. She rubbed at her temples as they started yelling in excitement over whatever situation they were acting out. They were dramatic, just like their father, and while Y/N usually found it adorable, it was wearing on her last nerve at the moment.

“Boys, can you keep it down for mummy, please?”

The kids looked at their mum and gave sheepish nods, their volume instantly dipping to normal inside voices. Y/N sighed at the reprieve. She now had to figure out what they were to have for dinner, which would be a challenge, since she was pretty sure the shopping hadn’t been done in nearly a week, which meant they were pretty much out of anything that she had bought the last time she went out. With a search through the pantry and the fridge, Y/N ascertained that they were basically going to end up having sandwiches and canned soup for dinner, which didn’t sound appealing at all. But she was in no mood to go down to Tesco’s where there was sure to be someone wanting a photograph, or, God forbid, some paps lingering about like they normally did in London. While they seemed to respect her husband’s space, they didn’t extend the same courtesy to Y/N when she was alone. She was lucky she got to work most days without a run-in with any of them.

The volume from the sitting room suddenly cranked up by twenty, and she jumped with the sudden cacophony. She wanted to scream at the assault on her ears, and her exhaustion finally caught up with her. Between her tiredness, her screaming children, and the hormones running rampant from the third child housing itself in her womb, she just started crying. She couldn’t help it, and no willing the tears back worked. She just stood in the kitchen with her head pressed the the cool metal of the refrigerator door, trying to keep herself calm enough to not yell at her kids. She loved them so dearly, but she just wanted some quiet. Or her husband. It’d be nice if he was there now.

Like her prayer had instantly been answered—because God was seriously taking pity on her right then—she heard the front door open, and while she wanted to sigh in relief, she was too spent to even do that. She just kept standing there, crying silently, her shoulders heaving with her hiccuping sobs. Her children were out enough to drown out her noises, which she was kind of glad about.

“You boys are sure noisy today,” she heard Harry comment with a chuckle. Their screams elevated again with dad’s arrival. She imagined they were throwing themselves at him now, wrapping their arms wrapped around his legs and waist like they always did when Harry walked through the door after getting home from the studio or meetings he had to go to throughout the week. “Where’s your mumma?”

“Think she went to the kitchen,” her eldest suggested. She could just imagine the little shrug in his shoulders and the pout of his bottom lip that looked just like his father’s. She wanted to smile at the image of her adorable little boy, but she was too exhausted to do anything but cry.

“You guys keep playin’. Gonna say hello to you’re mother.”

Y/N tried to pull herself together before Harry walked into the kitchen—she really did. She reached up to wipe her fingers underneath her eyes to rid of the tears, but she heard Harry’s boots on the tile of the kitchen before she had a chance to do much else.

“Baby, what’s wrong?” he asked, his voice laced with concern. His footsteps hurried along as he approached her. She was instantly enveloped in his arms, her face tucked into his chest. “What happened? Yeh okay?”

“I’m just so fucking tired, Harry,” she whined, sounding like the teenagers she was when they first met. They’d come a long way since then, but she felt like she deserved to whine every once in awhile. “The boys are being so loud, and I slept like shit last night because I’m so fucking pregnant, and I woke up so early. I’m just fucking exhausted, and now there’s nothing to make for dinner, and I had to help the boys with their homework since my mum couldn’t make them s—”

Harry cut her off with a brush of his lips against her own. “Baby, calm down,” he urged. His low voice was soothing, and his arms wrapped around her body helped to ground her, but she couldn’t help that she was still crying. “It’s gonna be okay. You’re just tired, poppet. Why don’t yeh go upstairs and lay down?”

“But I have to make dinner,” she whimpered, feeling like a shitty wife and mother. What was she good for if she couldn’t feed her kids and husband?

“Me and the boys will handle it,” he assured, bushing strands of her hair behind her ear. “You’re running yourself ragged. You’re due soon, it’s time to relax.”

“Harry, yeh just got back from the studio. Yeh shouldn’t have to make dinner, too.”

“Because yeh haven’t been working all day, too? I’ve just been sat in a studio. You’ve had the boys for hours and yeh went to work this morning. Yeh should be on maternity leave already.”

“I can work up until I go into labor.”

“Just because yeh can doesn’t mean yeh should,” he argued. He hooked a finger under her chin to make her look at him.

He hated seeing the tears pooling in her eyes and the tracks streaming down her face from ones she’d already shed. She should never be exhausted to the point of crying, but she just wouldn’t stop going. She thought she had to be super mum in order to be of any use to the household, but Harry found that ridiculous. She raised their children and she worked full time; she was doing a damn good job at it, but everyone needed a break sometimes. And since she was almost full term, she needed it now more than ever.

“I’m capable, Harry,” she scowled.

“I know you’re capable; never said yeh weren’t,” he said. “But I’m also more than capable of getting dinner together.”

“Harry—”

“Nope. I’m getting dinner. Now, go upstairs, lay down, watch some telly or summat. I’m taking the boys with me to Tesco’s and we’ll have dinner on the table by seven.”

Despite her greatest effort not to, Y/N fell asleep in their plush bed when Harry and the boys left. She wasn’t quite sure how long she was out, but she was woken up by a little body crawling her way into her bed and snuggling up beside her. Curls tickled at her nose, and she slowly blinked awake, her eyes connecting with bright green ones and a little toothy grin.

She felt much better after a nap, and she couldn’t help but giggle at the close proximity of her youngest.

“Daddy said to wake you. Dinner’s ready,” he announced in a hushed tone.

“Thanks, bub,” she answered. She leaned forward and pressed a kiss to his little nose, about the only feature he got from her. Everything else was completely Harry, from the curls, to the eyes, to the pink, pouty lips. His older brother looked much the same, except he had Y/N’s eye color. She was glad Harry’s genes seemed to be dominant, though; their kids were automatically blessed with good looks, and no one in the media ever questioned whether or not they were his children. Her eldest came out of the womb with dimples and the same blonde hair Harry had as a baby. When he turned about five, the curls started coming in and his hair darkened significantly. The younger boy’s eyes had turned bright green by the time he was four months old.

Y/N held her little boy’s hand on the journey down the stairs, and she smiled as she saw Harry serving up plates of food, their other son taking the plates to the table and setting them in everyone’s respective spots. The food smelled delicious and the relief at not having to cook it herself combined with the energy boost from her nap had Y/N in a much better mood.

Harry wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, his large hands wresting on her belly as she poured drinks for the kids. She felt his lips sponge against the skin of her neck, and her eyes fluttered closed briefly, enjoying the feeling of having him so close. She’d never get over his presence. They’d been together for just shy of a decade and he still caused butterflies to kick up in her stomach any time he was sweet on her.

“Feeling better, my love?” he asked, his lips brushing against the spot just below her ear.

“Much,” she sighed, leaning back into his chest. “Thank you for taking care of this, H.”

“Anything for yeh, pet,” he assured, nipping at her ear. “Gotta take care of yeh. Mother of my children, love of my life. I’d do the cooking and cleaning for the rest of our lives if it made you happy.”

She chuckled at the image of coming home to Harry in an apron every day. “Ex-boy bander, ex-rockstar, ex-actor, current stay at home dad. Sounds like a great CV, Harry.”

He chuckled into her neck. “One I’d be proud of.”

She turned her head and caught her lips with his, kissing him sweetly. “I’m gonna start maternity leave next week.”

“Yeh sure, poppet? You’re okay with that?”

She nodded. “Yeah, can’t keep going like this. I’m no good use to our daughter if I’m exhausted more than she’s already gonna make me.”

“She’d be proud of you either way, love,” Harry assured.

“I know,” Y/N nodded. “It’s time, though. Want to enjoy the last few weeks before she arrives as much as possible.”

“How ‘bout a little vacation then, hm?” he suggested, running his nose along her soft cheek. “Take the boys to my mum’s and go somewhere sunny for a week. Before yeh can’t fly anymore.”

“Where would yeh wanna go?” Y/N wasn’t usually one for just dropping her kids off at their grandparent’s homes and going off on vacations, but a week for just her and Harry for the last time in who know how long sounded way too good to pass up.

“Jamaica? Haven’t been there in awhile. Australia? Though, it’s only spring there. St. Bart’s? BVI? Doesn’t matter, love.”

“Call Jeff and have him make arrangements for BVI, then. Don’t want to be too far in case something happens.”

Harry smiled widely. “Just yeh and me for a week, babe. Haven’t done that in awhile.”

“Last time that happened, I got pregnant with this one.”

The laugh that burst from Harry’s mouth was Y/N’s favorite sound. “We do get ourselves into trouble, don’t we?”

“One great thing about being pregnant, though. Can’t get pregnant again!”

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harryff · 7 years ago

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Chapter Three Bellina.

As she promised Harry did reach out to her more than he admitted. Facetime calls and texts helped with the distance problem. His tour was winding down but that didn’t mean he would be less busy. He tried to shower her with gifts but she adamantly refused gifts that were more than $50. He was to treat her like any regular man and not use his status or money. Making his way to the US from Europe he made a pit stop at her city to see her.

He surprised her by sending her a text to meet him at his hotel room. This week wasn’t a good week she was emotional. The anniversary of her father's death was coming up and as usual she gets emotional anything could make her cry. She fussed internally it was literally last minute. He requested to spend the whole day with her, and even though she agreed because she wanted to see him too, her emotions were a little unhinged that day.

After practice she made her way to his hotel room. Sitting in the lobby she spent 10 minutes drying her tears and checking her face to make sure she didn't look like the emotional wreck she felt like. Gathering the strength she made her way up to his room her hands shaking in the elevator biting her lip. She was exhausted she packed outfits to change into and things to shower with but at this moment her tights and hoodie was all the energy she could master up her face free of any makeup her skin was pale.

When she knocked on the door his bodyguard reluctantly let her in.

“He's a sleep ima go wake him up”

She interjected “No it's ok”

“He told me to wake him up once you got here”

“No! It's ok let him rest i'll keep busy” she said placing her bag down.

“Ok” he shrugged going back to his room

She spent the next 3 hours stretching looking at her phone switching chairs, snacking at some point she checked in on him. Harry woke up to complete silence looking at his clock he noticed 3 hours had passed he slumped over on the bed he was exhausted and thought was it really all worth it. Checking his phone he looked to see if Bellina had called him she hadn't.

He dragged his body out of bed to go get ready for her arrival. He showered and changed clothes before emerging from his room. The room was dark only a sliver of light was let in by the curtains. That's where he saw Bellina sitting on the floor her hair curly hid her face, knees to her chest looking down at her phone she looked small.

When he walked towards her she looked up at the glass which betrayed him by showing his reflection.

“Damn i was gonna scare yeh”

“Too slow” she joked back

He squats down behind her “Hello luv”

She bends backward to look at him and smiles “Hi” she said softly she goes back to eyeing traffic.

Harry sat down next to her. She was being cold but not on purpose. She turned to face him and smiled “how are you?” her words so soft he could barely make out what she said which made him get closer

“ ‘M doin’ luvely now tha’re here” he said pushing her hair back her curls were wild they covered her face. “How are you pet?”

“Im ok” she sighed.

“You should have woken me up” he said caressing her cheeks

“I tried to you were dead asleep.”

“You did?”

“Yes”

“When?”

“I walked in i said your name you were like in deep slumber”

He made a face, he was naturally a light sleeper, how come he didn't hear her walking in

She bit her lip trying to contain her grin

“Oh you cheeky devil” he exclaimed poking her side

She squealed moving away. Which only enticed him to continue. Pulling her close he tickled her sides while she exploded in laughter. When he went towards her ear she laughed hard causing tears to escape. “I'm sorry” she professed. He finally stopped listening to her giggles calm down her body twitching from the tickling sensation.

“I missed yeh pet” he said touching his forehead with hers

Pet a nickname that took her awhile to get to used to . Why would he call her pet? but she chucked it as being a british slang

“Me too Harry” she caressed his neck

He leaned down placing gentle kisses on her lips. She smiled in between kisses. His lips craved more but they had yet to. Standing up he pulled her along with him

“No seriously why didn't you wake me up?”

“I checked on you, you were like in deep sleep cuz i even removed the covers from your face”

He smiled and sat down pulling her down to sit on his lap “so i was thinkin’ we could stay here ’nd just relax. Is that ok with yeh?”

“Yes, how's the tour?”

“Perfect no better feeling than performing” he smiled

She smiled running her fingers through his hair

He reached up and pulled on one of her hair strand which sprung back in formation.

“Yeh ok luv? Yeh look pale.” He said caressing her cheeks a bit more firmly to add color.

She sighed “yea”

“Wha’ is it? tell Harry wha’s bothering yeh”

She laughed “you are weird”

“I wan’to kno’ tho’ i can tell something is wrong”

“Just had a rough week”

“Do yeh want to talk bou’ it?”

She smiled and shook her head. They hadn't had a conversation about parents and siblings they were still in the get to know each other phase.

“Well how's dance luv?”

She shrugged “we are fighting”

“Why?”

“Because he wants to do all these things and be flashy but i don't think it's what's going to get us that championship.” In frustration she looked up “he quit on me monday walked away wednesday and today we are just fighting over little shit.”

“Aww im sorry luv” he was sympathetic coming from a boy band with 5 different singers

She shook her head “Its ok. I told him suck it up! And he walked away” She giggled

He smiled. “Have yeh eaten?”

“No” she said looking down at her phone Emiliano had sent her a promo picture

“Yeh look great” he said eyeing her phone

“Oh thanks.”

Their bond grew throughout that day they learned things about it each other told secrets.

*A month later*

Harry preparing for his last show walked out on stage he greeted his fans told them how much he loved and a heartfelt message before performing. As he sang his song he scanned the crowd, when he saw Bellina he had to take a double look to make sure it was her. There she sat on the third row smiling at him. If he had known she was coming he would have flown her over the night before.

Giving it his all he sang his heart out. She watched intensively, the women around her screaming his name begging for a chance to touch. Getting up silently she walked away before his show ended he looked over to her seat surprised she wasn't there scanning the crowd he looked frantically, was it all an illusion? she was there she did cheer him on. She did her dance for him.

After the show was over he called her frantically all his calls were being forwarded voicemail a bit of disappointment creeped in he really wanted to see her but now he had to greet his VIP guests. He walked out refreshed waiting for the swarm of excited fans mostly women to flood in. In that crowd she crept in, he hadn't seen her at first they were surrounding him causing a little pandemonium. He was to hug each one of them and take a picture, from the side she grabbed his hand he turned around to face who was to be so bold. There she stood quickly she gave him a hug and handed him a t shirt for him to sign

He smiled at her “What's your name luv?”

She smiled “Bell”

“Bell gorgeous name” he said signing her shirt.

“Thank you I really like your album you are awesome” she flirted,he smirked “well my time is up thanks again” she said reaching in for a hug with a subtle turn of the head she kissed behind his ear. Grabbing her shirt she walked away. He didn't want her to leave she had to stay they were going to party and he wanted her to be a part of that.Harry immediately looked at his bodyguard who caught on, he stopped Bellina at the door

“You know I can't let you go”

“I have a flight” she looked back at Harry who was busy with his fans

She stepped forward and he blocked her with his body

“I have a flight to catch!” she stressed

“Well you should have known better, look just come to go to the club will be there in about 2 hours then sneak away” he bargained

“Fine where do I go now?”

“Go with Derek” he instructed

When she got to the club he lingered around so that she wouldn't leave 2 hours turned into 3 after midnight they flooded in Harry and his close friends with a few stragglers .3 hours she spent entertaining conversations she didn't care to have and searching for flight tickets he had ruined her plans. When he got there he asked for her whereabouts . She blended into the crowd perfectly you barely would notice her. They searched for awhile before the body guard spotted her “there she is!”

“Where?” he looked

“By the edge”

She was looking like she was flirting, however she wasn't her companion was just overzealous. Slowly working the room she made her way to him an earshot away he called her. She ignored him her newest companion was a comedic they laughed at his jokes. Harry called to her again trying to play cool,the people around them couldn't know what he was doing but it was apparent she was ignoring him because whomever she was talking to turned to face him so he knew she heard him.

“Can yeh go get her please ‘nd have her seat next to me ‘nd tell her don' move” he begged Katie

“Yes no problem”

As she spoke to the stranger Katie intercepted “Hi! haven' seen yeh in a while could yeg come wit’ please, I’m sorry i have to take her”

“No its cool i'll catch up with her” he smirked

She smiled

Katie shoved her on the couch and sat done next to her

“Harry wants yeh to stay put so anyway tell me how have yeh been?”

“Good” she said, “what about you?”

“Great!” they chatted for awhile before Katie left her side

This time it was him to ignore her. She sat playing with her fingers and phone he would glance over from time to time make sure she was still around. Another stranger invaded her space and occupied her time she was glad she crossed her legs and turned to face him

“May I?” he asked before sitting down next to her

“Yea absolutely” she said moving a little

“Hi I'm Chris” he said sticking his hand out

“Bell” she smiled shaking his hand

“So do you know the one direction guy?” he said motioning towards Harry

She shrugged “not really, just a fan do you?”

“Nah so what brings you here?”

“Celebrating”

“Oh ok what's the occasion?” he inquired

“Success” she smiled

“I'll drink to that” he said raising his glass

When Harry looked over she was leaning on her elbow on her knee he couldn’t see her face. He noticed a man sitting next to her giving her she attention he longed to do himself. He made a face before walking over. At this point him and Bell looked more like a couple, than two strangers.

He plopped down next to her she knew who it was without turning her head but she had to acknowledge him or it would look suspicious because even Chris noticed.

She turned to face him “Oh I congratulations on your success!” she said giving him a side hug “proud of you”

“Congrats men!” Chris said shaking his hand “Thanks” Harry smugly greeted him

Bellina then turned her attention back to Chris

Who held a questioning look “I thought you were a fan?”

“I am but he is occupied with other girls their flocking towards him see?” she said pointing out three women heading their way. Harry clenched his jaw hearing her comment

“You're right so back to my organization it's non profit, we do stuff for kids in the rural areas”

“Oh really? interesting!”

“Yea”

When the girls reached Harry invited them to sit down which meant he moved closer to Bellina, but she was good at ignoring him, so good that when he put his hand on her back she didn't flinch. Not even when he started caressing it and slid it to the side and grabbed her, her ticklish spot. Instead she sat up and readjusted she was too good at this.

The conversation between her and Chris died down eventually

“Well it was nice chatting with you. You think we can exchange numbers?”

“Uh sure” she said uneasy, it was just a conversation she would hate to let him down

Harry clenched his jaw when he read out his number to her

When she looked at her phone she had 3 hours remaining to get to the airport to catch her next flight

“Oh I have to leave!” she said standing abruptly

“Oh really?”

“Yea flight to catch”

“Ok well maybe I can walk you out?”

“Ok” she said thinking nothing of it

“Congrats again!” she said turning to face him

Before she could get out the door Harry was already texting her

Harry: don't go

Bellina: I have to I already missed my first flight I can't miss this one

Harry: don't go pet,

Harry: please

Bellina: Harry I can't miss my flight

Harry: you can take my jet or let me buy you another one

Bellina: no that's not how it works you know that, we'll meet again

Harry: what's the purpose of the damn rules if I no one can know we are dating, let me buy you ticket

Bellina: no we made these rules together H you have to stick to them, I'm sorry I have to go but I'm glad I got to see you

He was angry with her, he didn't respond. Angry that she ignored him so well that other men would flock to her side without him interjecting and stopping that whole motion, mad that she was unfazed with his presence. He didn't like to be ignored, not like that it drove him mad.

After that incident Harry and Bellina didn't talk much although she reached out to him he wasn't in the mood he felt rejected by her and was in no mood to have conversations. He was letting his ego get the best of him. Which only caused Bellina to retreat back and not pressure him, she was only doing what they agreed upon. In public under no circumstances were they to act like they knew each other the relationship hadn't even gotten a status, he was still weary and he didn't want a title or social media to ruin things.

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