#harrison osterfield one shots

[fan-a-saurus-rex]

The Living Situation

Plot: Tom invites you to come live with him when the lease on your old apartment is up. Since he’s your best friend you jump at the opportunity. But you forgot one thing….Harrison. Sharing a home with Tom is one thing. Sharing a home with Tom’s best friend, whom you had a crush on since you met him, is another thing. Eventually you get comfortable with your new living situation, but when Tom leaves the two of you alone for the week, to visit Zendaya in LA, things start to change.

Pairing: Harrison Osterfield x Reader

Requested: No

Warnings: smut

Masterlist and Requests/Prompts

For the past year, you had been living in a shared apartment in London with your best friend Tom. But with Tom also came Harrison. It wasn’t a bad thing, you liked Harrison, a little too much actually.

The first few weeks were difficult to settle in to your new place, and another few weeks of getting used to seeing Harrison everyday. You tried your best to keep it cool and not get flustered every time he walked in the room. He made that really difficult. Especially since he’d often walk around the apartment without a shirt on.

Eventually you got accustomed to living with the two guys and allowed yourself to be comfortable.

But this week was going to be much different.

Tom was headed to LA to visit Zendaya while she attended a charity event. This meant that you and Harrison would be left alone together for the whole week. The two of you had been alone in the apartment together before, but never for a whole week.

The two of you helped Tom pack his bags up into the cab he was catching to the airport.

“Say ‘hi’ to Zee for me” you said as you gave him one last hug.

“I will {y/n}. Behave yourself while I’m gone” he said chuckling.

“I always do” you said with a smile.

You watched as him and Harrison shared a ‘bro hug’ before he got into the cab and took off. You walked back into the apartment and sat back down on the couch, continuing to read your book. Moments later Harrison walked in and sat down beside you.

It was going to be the beginning of a really awkward week for you. Or so you thought.

• • • • •

Things had actually been going better this week than you ever expected. You had been spending a lot of alone time with Harrison, going golfing, playing video games, and visiting van art museum where a friend of yours had a pop-up photography gallery.

One night the two of you were sitting in the couch watching a new tv series you discovered.

“So, would you like to do something tonight?” You heard him ask.

You looked up from the tv and smiled “what did you have in mind?” You asked

He shrugged “I thought we could go to the pub, have some food and drinks” he said

You smiled “that sounds fun, it’s been a while since I went out”

You both went upstairs to change and get ready to go.

• • • • •

Later that night at the pub you were having drinks and reminiscing about memories from growing up together.

“Remember when Harry got drunk at your birthday party?” He asked laughing

“Yeah, he was so drunk at one point that he kissed me” you said laughing.

“He kissed you? Shit, so you’ve kissed 3 out of the 4 Holland boys, lucky girl” he said jokingly.

“I don’t wanna brag, but yes” you said giggling.

You had, in fact, also kissed Sam and Tom. You had kissed Sam on a dare one night at a party. You and Tom had a ‘fling’ when you were 15. You dated for a month, long enough to kiss each other and realize it was just too awkward to date each other. So you broke up, remained friends, and never spoke of it again. The relationship wouldn’t have lasted anyway, you’d had a crush on Harrison since you were 12.

“I’m surprised we’ve never kissed” he said chuckling “it’s not like we’ve never had an opportunity”

You were shocked to hear him say that, you almost spit out your drink. “What do you mean?” You asked.

“We grew up together. We’ve been to so many parties where we played spin the bottle or got drunk at the club in college” he said shrugging. “Just thought we would have been forced into a kiss, or just got curious, by now”

You didn’t really know what to say do you just blurted put the first thing that came to mind “do you think about that often?”

“What? Kissing you?” he took the last sip of his drink.

“Yeah”

“Sometimes” he confessed. “I always wondered what it would have been like”

You bit your lip. You hadn’t realized that Harrison had even considered kissing you. You liked him a lot, but he was your best friend above being your crush. You decided to distract yourself by taking the final sip of your drink. You eventually paid your tab and the two of you walked home, the whole time you thought about what he had said.

• • • �� •

As soon as the two of you got changed back into something comfortable and sat down on the couch to watch a movie. Halfway through you looked over at Harrison. He was lounging on the other end of the couch. You had to resist the urge to move closer and cuddle into him like you wanted to.

You looked away quickly to avoid staring. Seconds later you heard him speak up. “I’ve had a lot of fun with you this week {y/n}, we don’t get to spend a lot of time together with Tom around”

You blushed “I’ve had fun too” you said.

He sat up and looked at you. You tried hard not to make direct eye contact but his bright blue eyes drew you in like a moth to a flame.

“Did you mean what you said at the pub?” You asked

“About what?”

“Kissing me”

He bit his lip “I did.” He said moving closer to you. “But you never told me how you felt about it”

“I….I was just surprised” you weren’t sure how to tell him that you’d liked him since you 12 years old, almost 16 years of pent up feelings stuck inside your head.

“Why?” He asked raising an eyebrow.

“I mean, why would you wanna kiss me? I’m one of your best friends”

“Yeah, my best friend that I’ve had a crush on since year 9” he admitted

“Wait…what?” You asked.

“Yeah, I realized I liked you when you started dating Tom. I didn’t say anything because I didn’t think I was your type.”

You rolled your eyes and laughed a bit “Harrison I’ve had a crush on you since the day we met”

“You have?”

You nodded “yeah”

Before you could react his lips were on yours, his hands cupping your cheeks. Your hands made their way to his chest, feeling all the way up till your arms snaked around his neck. His hand eventually reaching down to your hips.

You weren’t thinking straight as your lips molded together with his in a needy kiss. He parted your lips with his tongue, fighting you for dominance, but eventually giving in to you when you bit his bottom lip, a throaty groan escaping his mouth.

You pulled away slowly and looked up into his blue eyes that had darkened. You knew exactly what that meant, even though you’d never seen him look at anyone that way.

You hitched your leg over his, now straddling his lap, placing your lips back onto his. His hands were placed firmly on you butt, occasionally squeezing your cheeks and pulling you closer to him as the kiss got deeper and deeper until you were making out on the couch, something you never thought you’d ever be doing with Harrison.

After a few more minutes he pulled away and pulled his shirt off. You followed suit, pulling yours off as well, before reconnecting your lips to his. He reached up, grabbing your breasts gently. You were happy you hadn’t left your bra on, his hands felt so good on your bare skin. You moaned softly into his mouth.

“Mmm, I want you {y/n}” he said softly, almost in a whisper

“I want you too” you said breathlessly

He picked you up and carried you upstairs to his bedroom, not wanting to do anything naughty on the couch that you shared with Tom, that would be awkward.

Once in his room, he laid you down the bed and immediately pulled off your shorts, pulling your panties off with them, then removing his basketball shorts and boxers. You were practically dripping with anticipation, and so far the only thing he’d done was kiss you and softly touch your boobs.

He hovered over you, kissing you softly before kissing down your neck, causing you to squirm underneath him.

“Something wrong?” He asked

“No, I just really need you, you’re driving me crazy” you said breathlessly.

He smirked at you and reached down to rub you softly causing you to moan. He lined himself up to your center and pushed in slowly.

You groaned a bit, adjusting to him, it had been a while, and he was bigger than the others. You didn’t mind though. Eventually you adjusted and it started to feel good, but you knew it could feel better.

“Harrison, move” you said softly.

He bit his lip and started pushing in further, eventually bottoming out.

“so tight…” he groaned softly as he starters thrusting in and out of you.

“Feels so good” you moaned before pulling him down for another kiss.

His lips felt so good on yours, you could spend the rest of your life kissing him if he’d let you. You allowed your tongue to slip into his mouth for a moment before biting his bottom lip, tugging on it gently, making him chuckle.

He continued thrusting into you, eventually finding your sweet spot. He repeatedly hit that area causing you moan a little too loudly.

“Harrison, don’t stop!”

He didn’t. He couldn’t. Both of you were suddenly in a brain fog. The only thing you could think of was each other and finally going over the edge.

He continued thrusting deeply, causing you to grip the sheets. “I’m so close!” You moaned

“Me too” he groaned

With a final few thrusts, you both hit your highs at the same time, moaning each other’s names through deep breaths.

He collapsed beside you and as the two of you caught your breath you heard a voice from the doorway.

“What the fuck? I leave you two alone for a week and you hook up with each other?” You heard Tom’s voice. You had totally forgotten that he’d be coming home today.

You frantically started to cover up with Harrison’s blankets, blushing bright red at the idea of your best friend catching you fucking your other friend.

“Sorry mate, you should’ve know this would happen eventually” Harrison said chuckling.

Tom just rolled his eyes “if you do it again while I’m home try to be quieter” he said chuckling.

As he walked away, shutting Harrison’s door on the way out, you felt Harrison kiss your forehead.

“We’ll definitely be doing that again” he said chuckling

You giggled and kissed him softly “then we better be quiet or Tom might kick us out”

He chuckled and held you close to him “I’d like to see him try”

[uglypastels]

So I see you’ve had your blog since 2019, what other fandoms did you write for? (If u did)

i started writing fics in 2015??? and it were some horribly shit youtuber fics on wattpad.

then i very briefly ventured off into harry potter, literally one or two about the weasley twins (x reader) and a sirius black one shot i think.

then on my previous blog i wrote some 5sos fics, dabbled in a riverdale fic 💀, and Teen Wolf- which was just Stiles and then also Dylan O'Brien.

soon after that i started this blog which had mostly just been MCU (99% peter parker) and Tom Holland and co. under which i will also include the Irregulars because of Harrison Osterfield

I had written a steve fic back in... whenever season 2 came out, so i guess that's always been a thing but i hadn't properly written for ST until last summer :))))

[petersasteria]

Hey, everyone! I'm planning to do themed one shots for the whole month of June. The theme is "quotes from RuPaul's Drag Race".

Tagging my very few mutuals to let them know im alive: @fanficparker @justasmisunderstoodasloki @tommysparker

[etoileholland]

my brother’s best friend

@sunkisseddreamer​ asked: i L O V E D that social media au sm it was so so cute and i was wondering if you could do one like a holland!reader dating harrison ?? or like the other way around (being harrisons sister and dating tom??)) 

Pairing: Holland!Reader x Harrison Osterfield

Warnings: none

a/n: thank you for requesting this and I hope you enjoy! Please let me know if you want to be added/removed from my taglist. I will post an actual one shot soon so stay tuned :) also this made me realise how single I am oof

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yourusername and I love you more 🥰 @hazosterfield

paddyholland2003 please get a room I beg of you

yourusername @paddyholland2003 I already have one lil bro and it’s right next to yours ;) 

zendaya y’all are so cute ahhhh

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hazosterfield @yourusername because I’m devilishly handsome, that’s why 😏

tuwaine @hazosterfield div are you wearing sunglasses on top of your regular glasses 😂

hazosterfield @tuwaine piss off mate you know I’m blind

yourusername @hazosterfield @tuwaine I love my blind dork 😊

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yourusername a foggy day in London with Haz 💛 thank you lil bro @harryholland64 for being the third wheel and taking photos of us all day

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hazosterfield ❤ love you

harryholland64 ya you’re welcome big sis, you owe me 

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[the-wretched-and-joyful]

A silly argument

Pairing: Harrison Osterfield x reader

Word count: 1K

Prompt: “I wish I never met you, never knew you exist.”

Requested: yes

A/N: To the anon who requested this, IDK if you’re still reading this. But if you are, then I’m so sorry for being so late with this. I have no other excuse except to admit that I’ve been a complete mess these past few months. 

Also, this is a complete mess. I’m sorry if you do not like it! Thank you for sending the request. Love ya. 

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The tension in the car was thick enough to be cut with a knife. Both you and Harrison spent the entire car ride in silence; him navigating the busy streets of London, and you looking out the window and ignoring his presence.

The argument was silly, as silly as a child’s tantrum over not being invited for their parent’s wedding. What had started as a simple dinner between both you and your parents had blown completely out of proportion.

You really tried, but somewhere in your mind, your pettiness acted up and you slammed shut the car door a little hard when you reached home. And even if he noticed it, Harrison didn’t say anything. However, he couldn’t keep silent when you decided to take out your anger by throwing them loudly in the closet and stomp out of the bedroom when you realized he followed you there.

“If you have something to say then say it, stop showing your anger this way. It’s unattractive!” his voice billowed from the bedroom all the way to the kitchen where you were trying to calm down with a glass of water. But that attempt was short lived when he walked in again, ready for the confrontation.

“Not now, Harrison!” You warned him in low voice, not ready for the conversation. You knew if you two got into it right now, ugly words will be said, words none of you would be able to recover from.

“Then when exactly? We need to have this conversation right now!” the agitation in his voice was increasing with your every attempt of avoiding the oncoming confrontation. “Yes, I’m going away for a while, and yes I forgot to tell you about it. What am I supposed to do now? Go to jail? Excuse me officer but my offense if not telling my girlfriend that I have to go away for a while FOR WORK PURPOSE!”

“YOU KNOW IT IS NOT ABOUT THE GOING AWAY BIT!” realizing instantly how raised your voice was, you tried to level it, “It is about the fact that this is the third time I’m actually hearing news about you second or third hand from others! Things I should know first!”

“You can’t possibly refer to my mother or sister second or third party!” even though his voice was quiet this time there was no calmness to it, “Yes they know because I told them. I’d tell you too if you were home before 10 PM at least once a week.”

“Don’t make this about me!” You slammed the glass in your hand on the table, “I told you that I was busy, that I had to work late, THAT is the reason why I am late at coming home every day. If you wanted someone to be available at your every beck and call then maybe you should’ve dated the model ‘friend’ off yours.”

“How do you always round up every argument to this one topic baffles me!” He follows you back to the bedroom, clearly not ready to give up, “this has no relation to what we are actually talking about.”

“Doesn’t it Harrison?” you furiously tug at the zip of your dress, unable to get it off, moving away when he moves forward to offer his help, “It always boils down to how you’d get pissed when I don’t do something that goes according to your plans, and then you take your small revenge, sometimes it hanging out with your ‘friends’ or sometimes its withholding information from me.”

“Are you genuinely that paranoid?” He let out a half hearted laugh, “I’m not taking revenge on you, and I never expect you to follow my plans. It’s you who’s always manipulating and trying to get your own way!”

The argument will have no end, mainly because Harrison was in no mood to give up tonight. So you decided to throw down the gauntlet.

“The fact that you think I’m emotionally manipulating you when really, I simply ask for a little bit of clarity, shows how delusional you are!” you collected your pajamas, trying hard not to show how much his words actually hurt, “In fact, now I wish I never met you, never knew you exist. That way I’ll have better peace of mind maybe.”

He tried to counter your argument, but you had already shut the bathroom door on his face. All you could hear was him kicking a nearby table, and then the front door slamming as he left. And then you finally started to cry.

“love, are you awake?” the soft whispers woke you from your fitful sleep. And the moment you realized it was Harrison, your mind went into defense mode.

Realizing that you were expecting another argument, he tried to pacify the situation, “I’m sorry,” he sat up with you, holding onto your hand, “I have no other excuses for not telling you about the fact that I was going away, and I’m sorry I called you manipulative. I was just…” he looked around, as if searching for the right word in the darkness of the bedroom, “I was simply frustrated. I hate it when you don’t say the things when you’re angry. You always say we’ll talk about it later, and then we never do, and then it stays forgotten and builds up resentment…”

“I’m sorry too.” You inturrupted his rant, “I know, I do this, and it’s because I hate to fight, you know I hate to fight!” You could feel the tears threatening to spill again, “and I try to shove it under the carpet because I feel like it’s the best way…”

“But it’s not!” he cupped your face in his hands, “to be together we have to face both the pretty and ugly. So please, please next time you’re pissed, tell me why, tell me how I can improve it, how to help it. And I swear I’ll be patient, but just tell me.”

“I’ll try.” You nod your head, promising yourself that despite your hatred for confrontation, you’ll try to be more honest with Harrison, cause after all, isn’t that what you do when you love someone.

[hjoficrecs]

Smutty Blurbs

Handful

Author: @hazmyheart

Sometimes Haz can be a handful, almost literally.

Harrison’s New Ring

Author: @hazmyheart 

Harrison has a new ring, and you find it quite interesting

Friends with Benefits (with feelings)

Author: @greenorangevioletgrass

Shore leave 1945 with soldier!Haz

Author: @greenorangevioletgrass

Sexual liberation with 1960s!Haz

Author: @greenorangevioletgrass

Edging and overstimulation

Author: @greenorangevioletgrass

Haz’s hands

Author: @greenorangevioletgrass

Cockwarming with your mouth

Author: @greenorangevioletgrass

[ohholyfanfics]

Hi can I have a blurb from your One direction theme prompts. Maybe number 5 and 32? With Harrison Thanks!!!

Prompt(s): ‘nothing can come between you and I’ and ‘you know I want to be the one to hold you when you sleep.’ 

Her hands where gripping the ends of the hoodie tight, his eyes burning wholes inside the side of her head. It started out so good, a bit too good for his opinion. She came into his life like a hurricane, flipping ever aspect of his world as she came along. His plans suddenly changing if they didn’t include her. It was overwhelming the need he had to prove himself to her, the constant crave of seeing her smile and the feeling of her skin on his own. 

“why do you do that?”

 She blinked slowly looking down at the lit candle. The same one she had mentioned to him a few days ago. The sweet smell of figs and vanilla swirled around them. The scent that once brought a wave of calmness within her was causing a pit of nerves to swarm around as she searched for the words to say. 

“I don’t want to be a bother Harrison, you just have so much going on. I don’t want to be the reason why you’re being held back..” 

He blinked slowly with a click of his tongue. His brain trying it’s best to process the words that had been spoken to him. He knew it was foolish of him to think that she hadn’t notice all the time’s he had refused certain opportunities because he cared so badly about her. 

“nothing can come between you and I..” he breathed out as their eyes met and a soft smile danced across her lips as she nodded her head. Her hands fallen from the cotton to run through her matted hair. The same hair that had his fingers combing through them not too long ago. 

“I just don’t want you to resent me Haz, you have so much coming for you. I shouldn’t be the reason why you’re holding back.” 

“Shit, I’m not..” he mumbled frantically as she watched him quickly pace before her. Eyes wide and alert as he looked back at her. “I’m not, shit darlin’ m’ promise.” 

“I can’t be so sure of that Haz, don’t you have things you need to do?” she pressed on as he looked back at her and nodded his head. Hell, they both had things they needed to do. 

“Doesn’t everyone?” 

“I suppose so, yeah..” 

“I just, you know I want to be the one to hold you when you sleep..” he mumbled as she chuckled softly stepping closer to him with a soft smile. 

“I will always see you like this..” she chuckled softly as he looked down at her with a soft smile. 

“How is that?” 

“Reckless, fearless, and the man whom I learned to love..”   

[social-holland]

Ugly Christmas Sweater Party| H.O

Summary: It’s Haz and yours annual Ugly Christmas Sweater Party but this year maybe you get to finally tell him about your crush on him.

Words: 1.5k

Warnings: fluff, fluff and bestfriend! Harrison

A/N: This is for @hazsterfield writing challenge! Congrats on 500 follower again and I hope you enjoy it. My prompt was:“This isn’t just about you. It’s about what’s best for all of us.”

“This isn’t just about you. It’s about what’s best for all of us.” You explained to Harrison as you mixed the cookie dough together. The brownish blond man furrowed his eyebrows at you.

“What are you talking about, love? You know I’m an excellent cook.” He tried to reason with you. Trying to get the bowl out of your hands before you turned around with a teasing smile.

“Pancakes don’t count.” He huffed over your words before continuing to watch you prepare more the countless sweets.

His eyes always following you.

Every year you two would through your annual Ugly Christmas Sweater Party. It was a tradition between the two of you ever since you were ten years old. Before expanding the idea with in your teenage years and invite friends together with, how could it be else, lots of buss. In your friendship cycle it was basically the party of the year.

Not as wild as when you guys were sixteen/ seventeen but still an amazing way to get everyone together at least once in a year.

When you finished preparing the baked goods and placed them, you turned around to the div of your best friend.

He leaned against the counter, watching you weirdly. A smile gracing his lips. His eyes shining a little bit. You shook your head. Probably only the light reflecting in it.

You swear this boy made you crazy. Being friends for a long as you two have been, you couldn’t help yourself and developed a crush on him. Not a lot of people knew about. Only your other best friend Tom.

He tried to encourage often to tell Haz but you couldn’t bring yourself to do it. Nothing could prepare yourself for losing Haz as a friend if he didn’t reciprocate your feelings. So, the overused sentences better friends than nothing came into your mind. This is so freaking cliché and you knew it.

You groaned over your thoughts. Not able to hold back and nearly forgetting that Haz stood close.

He once again raised his eyes at you. “You ok, love?”

Feeling yourself heating up, you turned around and mumbling a simple,” Fine.”

He laughed a little. Hugging you from behind and nuzzling his face in your hair. As if he wanted to drive you even more insane.

“I know why you’re groaning.” He mumbled. You made a wary face, pressing your lips together for a moment.

“A why should that be?” You asked. Your hands on his arms that were slung around your shoulders.

“Because you know that you suck as much as I at baking.” You could hear him smiling in his smile. A laugh escaping you.

“You wish, Osterfield.” You dared him while turning around and slightly pushing against him to free yourself.

He laughed over your actions, taking your hands and pressing himself against you again. Dipping his hand in the flour next to him and starting to spill all over you.

Squealing over his actions, you do the same and whole fight breaks out. Running around the kitchen and throwing various things at each other. At one point you even spring on Haz back just to cover him in icing.

And being a giggling mess over it. When you two are done, Harrison surrendering of course, you two watch each other. Suddenly having to hold onto the other one and laughing even more over how ridiculous both of you looked.

You whole face was basically flour, a lot as well stuck in your hair. While Harrison had hand prints of you everywhere as well as a bunch in his hair and icing on his face.

When you finally calmed down, you continue to prepare foods and drinks while cleaning up.

When there was nothing left to prepare, at least in Haz’s mind, he went to shower. You finished of the task. Nearly burning the food because your mind going to Haz in the shower.

You shake your head over your own thoughts. This was never a good idea.

A little later he appears again. Dressed in jeans and a black Batman sweater. The same you two had shopped for a few weeks prior. Knowing that you had the fitting Batwoman upstairs in your bag.

A rough half an hour left before everyone would appear, you took your chance and went to shower. Preparing your hair and make-up after slipping in your short black dress and putting the Batwoman sweater over it.

You were pretty pleased with your look to say the least. Not something for everyday but hey, this is a party.

A lot of people had already arrived when you came out of your room.

Tom standing with a beer in his hands in the kitchen. He smiled and gave you a hug.

“Today is the day.” He whispered euphoric in your ear, his words already a little slurred. Typical Tom.

You lightly slapped his shoulders over his attempted tries to get you and his best mate together. Standard Tom thing ever since he found out about your crush.

“Stop Tom.” You whispered.

“Stop Tom, what?” Haz appeared behind you. One arm over your shoulder, watching Tom and you. A flush going through you.

“You know her. Always bashing my sweaters.” Tom saved you. You looked at his bright red hoodie. A spider on it, no doubt a Spiderman merchandise.

“Because every year, you wear Spiderman.” You complained, not being able to look away from the bright red thing. If the reason was actually Toms sweater or because you couldn’t look at Haz, who still had his arm around you, in the eyes was another thing.

“You always were a Batwoman sweater together with your boyfriend.” Tom complained in his state. Your body freezing over his words and your eyes widened. You missed Haz similar reaction.

“Y/N!” Jacob called, and you took the chance and excused yourself to catch up with him. While doing so, you could see how Tom and Haz seemed to argue over something.

Once in a while looking over to you. You would lie if you say that it didn’t make you uncomfortable.

Haz glanced even more over as it got later at night. You had tried to avoid him a little bit after the comment. Standing with Z and the girls together and talking.

At least until the brown-haired Brit made his way over to you. A teasing smile on his lips. He stopped in front of you, no saying anything for a while. Just watching each other before breaking in an awkward laugh.

Haz rubbing his neck and looking a bit unsure while you looked at your feet. Somehow this broke the ice and both of you fell in an unimportant conversation.

Getting closer and closer as more both of you drank and the hour dragged on. Huge smiles were placed on your faces and you felt good. Like floating on a pretty cloud. Having a beer in one hand and playing with Harrisons hand in your other.

It was just the two of you. A huge party but still it Harrison seemed to be the only one important. Your conversation died down for a moment and Haz acted on it.

He took the beer out of your hands and placed it next to his on the table before taking your hand once again and walking over to where a few other people were dancing.

Dance to this by Troye Sivan and Ariana Grande was playing. One of your favourite songs because Haz and you were so used dancing to it. When it was released you did that all the time, never getting enough of it. Of each other.

The lights were dimmed. Haz hand never left yours and he swirled you around. Being so close to him, you could smell him.

We can just dance to this

Don't take much to start me

We can just dance to this

Push up on my body, yeah

You know we've already seen all of the parties

We can just dance to this

 You felt intoxicated by him. A for once it was not to blame on the alcohol. His hands were now placed on your hands, moving in sync with each other. Like you two were used to all the times.

But something was different this time. You felt different. Closer to him than ever before.

You shut your eyes for a moment when Haz leaned his forehead against yours.

And out of nowhere you felt his lips on yours. A sweet taste and you pressed yours against him. Moving with each other while the song continued to play.

This truly felt like a dream.

I don't wanna sleep tonight-night-night-night-night

I just wanna take that ride

I don't wanna sleep tonight-night-night-night-night

I just wanna take that ride (We can just dance to this)

I don't wanna sleep tonight-night-night-night-night

I just wanna take that ride

I don't wanna sleep tonight-night-night-night-night

I just wanna take that ride

We can just dance to this

I don't wanna sleep tonight-night-night-night-night

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[tshollandlove]

Birthday Surprise || happy birthday haz A/N: it says daddy because the reader announces her pregnancy, NOT because of daddy kink🤢

[thebossiswrongasrain]

This is adorable ❤️

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I’m going to be taking requests again so here are a few prompts o came up with to make the requesting process smooth for those who might not know exactly what they want!

You can choose several prompts to put into one story or just choose one!

People/fandoms I currently write for will be in the tags! I am willing to write smut, but I of course have my limits, thanks for understanding 😊

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Phrase Prompts

1. “And you think that’s a good idea?”

2. “I thought we were friends”

3. “I dare you”

4. “We could always sneak out”

5. “I’m not sure I understand”

6. “It’s not what it looks like!”

7. “People can change their minds”

8. “I wish we’d never met”

9. “Please don’t become someone I used to know”

10. “We might do something we regret”

Situation Prompts

11. Getting caught sneaking out

12. Nights at the pub with friends

13. Family vacation

14. Living with friends

15. Being at the club when you don’t want to be

16. Running into someone you haven’t seen in years

17. Having a crush on your best friend

18. Crushing on your best friend’s best friend

19. Moving to a new town

20. Meeting your new favorite person

21. Seeing your best friend after 2 years of being apart

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Feel free to check out my Masterlist of other things I’ve written!

Thanks a bunch and happy reading and writing to all!

[heytherejulia]

Matchmakers ~ Harry Holland

pairing: harry holland x reader, tom holland x zendaya

warning: minor injury, swearing

summary: Tom, Sam and Harrison play matchmakers

word count: 1,9k

Harry was sitting on the couch smiling at his phone. For the past few days he had been texting with this cute girl he ran into at the club. During this time, he got to know her quite well and began to discover that he might have some feelings for her.

But Harry didn't have as much confidence as Tom, as much charm as Sam, he wasn’t as good looking as Harrison (in his opinion) or had as much charisma as Paddy. He just wasn't them and he just wasn’t the best when it came to girls. He needed some advice, but he knew asking his brothers or Harrison would definitely not be that much of a help. The guys may have been good with the opposite sex, but they weren't shitty advisers on this field. 

On the other hand, Tom, Sam and Haz did notice a change in Harry's behavior and figured that something serious was bothering their friend, but they wouldn't be themselves if they hadn't teased him before trying to help. Harry was too focused on replying to your message to notice that Tom was standing behind him reading all the messages on the screen.

‘So who is Y/N with a heart emoji, bro?’ The younger Holland jumped as usual in fear. Habit. 

‘None of your business.’ He smirked sarcastically and locked the screen of his phone.

‘Hey Harry, come on, I told you about my current girlfriend.’ 

‘Yeah, you did. Two years ago, when I caught you with her on foreplay in our kitchen. I don't think I've heard of Zendaya as your official girlfriend before, and you've been shooting with her a lot longer.’ 

‘You should ask her out sometimes, you know? Maybe this is your chance, man.’ He knew Tom was right, but he would never admit it for his life.

‘Yeah yeah. I'm going to my room.’ Harry was halfway up the stairs when he heard Tom scream.

‘Just ask her on a date already!’ The words automatically made both Harrison, Sam and Daya run out of their rooms.

‘Who's asking whom on a date?’ 

Harry felt his cheeks turning red, and the urge to stick Tom's mouth shut or to kill him was growing with every second. Tom, on the other hand, couldn't care less about his lil bro’s death stares and pleading glances. Maybe he felt a little sorry for him, but at the same time, he knew it would be better for Harry if he shared it with his loved ones. As an older brother and a friend, he knew that this particular twin was not the smoothest with the girls and their help would certainly be needed.   

‘Nobody, not now at least, but Harry's been hanging out with some girl named Y/N and he should definitely take her on a date.’ 

‘Leave me alone, I'm going to my room.’

When Harry disappeared behind the door to his room, it was Tom who spoke first.

‘We have to help him somehow. He will never go out with her without us.’ 

‘Ooh, man. Do we play matchmakers? I'm in it.’ The enthusiasm that gushed out of Harrison and Tom was worrisome to Zendaya, and she genuinely felt sorry for Harry, but she doubted her intervention in this endeavor would help anyone.

‘Sam, you’re in, right?’ Daya really hoped Sam would be smarter than her boyfriend and his best mate, but, oh boy, she was so wrong. The younger Holland joined this plan as eagerly as the previous two.

‘Z, are you with us?’

‘No, definitely not. Guys, you should let Harry make his own decision and you definitely shouldn't be playing matchmakers. Especially when you suck at it.’ 

‘Oi! But you know him. He won't do anything until someone pushes him to do it.’ 

‘It's still his life, Tom. Anyway, I'm going to the store, do you guys want something?’ The boys shook their heads. ‘See you later then.’ 

‘Hey, Z’ The girl turned. Tom walked over to her and placed a kiss on her forehead. ‘Now you can go.’ 

After Zendaya left, the boys began to create a brilliant plan to get Harry to ask you on a date. They forced him to listen to their advice, on the condition that they would leave him alone afterwards. 

Harry had two options here: listen to these idiots and maybe take advantage of it, or ignore them and deal with their complaints for the next few days. The second option definitely suited him better (excluding brothers and a friend sticking their noses into his love life), but the first option was a win-win for everyone. After all, he did not have to take their advice, and listening to them would not hurt him.

‘Okay, Harry. We have three ideas, three great ideas for your date with Y/N. And before you get out of the way, everything is already set up with your cute girlfriend.’

‘How the hell did you do that?!’

‘We hacked your account, man, and you’re meeting with her this Friday. This is where my wonderful plan comes in.’ Tom began. ‘Well, you’ll take her to the cinema for the horror movie, and then …’ 

As it turned out later, Tom's plan sucked so bad. Not only was the movie boring, but not scary at all, not least in Harry’s and yours opinion, but Tom, Sam and Haz, who went to the same screening to follow their brother's progress, screamed like little girls on every jumpscare that appeared on the screen. At the end, you and Harry spent some time in the café talking about the shitty movie and your hobbies, but to the boys' displeasure, there was no open flirting or kissing between you, you just acted like friends. 

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‘Okay, now that we know Spider-boy's plan sucks, we're going with mine. You’ll take her to paintball and then perhaps with a bit of luck you can kiss her. You know, someone will shoot her and you will take care of her.’ 

This date turned out to be an even greater failure than the previous one. You went on paintball (matchmakers along to spy on you), but as soon as you started the game, you were shot down by a player from another team in the face and ended up with a big bruise under your eye and visited an emergency room because of the paint in your eye. In fact, Harrison's plan probably worked slightly too well. 

You didn't blame Harry for the whole incident and even said that it was your craziest stay in the hospital and that you had a lot of fun in the waiting room, while waiting for some ophthalmologist to remove the green paint from your eye. Fortunately, the paint was non-toxic and you were able to return to work after a few days, but Harry was still furious with his friends who came up with silly ideas like hiring a guy to shoot his date friend.

‘Well, Batman fucked up too.’ 

‘Hey! Not at all! The plan was good, it wasn't my fault some idiot shot her in the face!’ 

‘You hired this idiot.’ 

But Tom and Harrison didn't hear Harry’s words because they were too busy with their own problems. They started arguing over whose plan was better, and went on to arguing about who would win a fight: Spider-man or Batman.

‘Batman.’

‘Spider-man.’

‘Batman!’ 

‘Spider-man!’ 

‘Batman!!’

‘Spider-man!! Do you know how I know it? Because I'm Spider-man.’ 

‘Shut up, you twats. Harry, just take her for a walk in the park, you both have dogs, so take them and go for a romantic walk. It can't go wrong.’ 

Contrary to Sam's assurances, it could. 

Your doggie was still a puppy and was afraid of practically every bigger noise, so when you walked into Richmond Park and saw how many people had taken their dogs out just like you two, Harry knew that a third date in a row would be a total failure. 

And that's exactly what happened, because the little french bulldog ran away from you as soon as a few larger dogs ran up and started barking at Tessa and Muffin, inviting them to play, and you both spent the whole afternoon looking for your dog. He eventually was found two days later when a woman came with him to the vet and called you after she saw your poster about a lost puppy. 

However before your dog got lost, Haz, Tom and Sam decided to take Monty for a walk to spy on Harry and you. They turned out to be even worse spies than dating advisers. The three of them wore hoodies and sunglasses and sat on the bench directly opposite the one that you were sitting on. Harry recognized them right away, but not wanting to start a fight, he just offered you a walk in another part of the park. 

But you did not live under a rock, and you recognized the boys, not only from the internet but also from Harry's stories. So when he grabbed your hand and started leading you to the west side of the park, you smiled awkwardly and waved at the young men sitting on the bench. 

By that point, Harry was already so furious with the three of them that he gave them silent treatment and only spoke to Zendaya, who lived with them. He knew it was childish behavior, and in fact some of the events were downright bad luck and coincidence, but he was furious nonetheless, perhaps more at himself than at the boys. 

Harry was sitting in the kitchen, editing photos from the last photoshoot he had taken and drinking his very milk tea when Z entered the room.

‘How's your dating going, Harry?’ The boy scowled at her and rolled his eyes. 

‘Terriously, but I'm quitting making another attempt, maybe we just shouldn't be together.’

‘Or maybe you should just stop listening to those idiots you call friends? Two-thirds of them have no girlfriends, and your idiot of a brother is mostly with me because I took all the first steps. Harry, try something simple that both of you will be comfortable with. For example, invite her to your place for a movie marathon and just have a good time. If it doesn't spark between you guys, she’s not the one, but please don't do anything Sam, Harrison or Tom suggest you do.’ 

As it turned out later, Zendaya’s advice was the best of all. Harry really invited you to a Netflix marathon, and you watched “Brooklyn 9-9” cuddled up for the whole night. Perhaps you even shared a few kisses during one or the other episode, and then you perhaps even stayed overnight. 

At a time when Harry was finally having his dream date with his perfect girl, Zendaya was lecturing the boys about their irrational behavior. 

‘I told you all it is his life and to not interfere. I told you that Harry had to take the first step himself and your advice would not help him. Didn’t I?’ 

‘Darling, we just wanted to help.’

‘You should have helped him by simply supporting him, not by arranging shitty dates for him. Therefore, all three of you will apologize to Harry and Y/N for your behavior.’ 

‘But, Daya.’ The girl interrupted Harrison's statement. ‘End of discussion, boys. You know I'm right.’ 

She was, but neither of them was going to admit it. Maybe that was just the trait of all Hollands. And the Osterfields.

[petersasteria]

traitor || haz osterfield

sour masterlist || osterfield || sour taglist

2, 552 words w: angst (but u already knew that), cheating, sorry if it sucks, curse words italics are flashbacks, i have nothing against these people. this is fiction.

Selfish.

According to the Merriam-Webster Dictionary, the word ‘selfish’ is an adjective that means “concerned excessively or exclusively with oneself: seeking or concentrating on one's own advantage, pleasure, or well-being without regard for others”. When someone is described as selfish, it’s always seen as a negative thing and it should be. Being selfish isn’t a good thing and the only time you can be selfish is when you choose yourself for the first time after being selfless.

You and Harrison have been dating for two years and have been engaged for six months. If asked by anyone, you’d tell them that it’s been the best two years and six months of your life. In reality, the last three months of your relationship have been disappointing. Your stomach churned whenever you greeted Harrison at the door when he came home from work and you felt sick whenever Harrison ignored you.

Let’s go back to the beginning, shall we?

Harrison’s acting career has been dry. It made his mental health deteriorate and it made your heart break to see the man you love going through his lowest moment in life. He loved acting way more than modeling and it saddened him deeply. On a lighter note, he knew that no matter what happens in his life, you’ll always be there at the end of the day to kiss his worries away. For that, he was extremely grateful to have you. That was part of the reason why he proposed.

You were staring at him wide eyed as both of you sat on the couch, facing each other. It wasn’t fancy nor was it extravagant. It was just you and him eating Chinese food while watching ‘Girl From Nowhere’ Season 2 on Netflix. It wasn’t how you imagined to be proposed to, but it was still a spontaneous and private proposal and that made you love it.

“I, uh, I had everything planned, but I feel like this is the right time.” Harrison said as he looked at you nervously while holding the black velvet box in his hands. He carefully opened it and said, “I had this whole speech, but fuck it. I’ll just say everything from my heart. Y/N, I love you so fucking much and I know that you’re the right one for me. You stuck with me through the good and the bad and I loved you even more for it. You took care of me and you loved me even if I was saying mean stuff when I’m mad. With you, I could face every challenge because at the end of the day, I’ll see you and everything will be ten times better. That being said, I want to wake up next to you everyday for the rest of my life and I want to be there for you for as long as you’ll have me. Will you-”

“Yes.” You nodded with tears streaming down your face. He smiled at you as you both cried tears of joy. He slipped the ring on your finger before kissing you passionately. It was a night that you’ll never forget. Everyone freaked out when you told them and they were excited for both of you.

After getting engaged, Harrison’s life shifted. He was happier and he was slowly getting better with your help. He loved staying at home now and he was more domestic. He actually felt like a stay-at-home husband already and he didn’t mind. He took this time as a break from acting, so that he could focus more on his mental health before going back and auditioning.

His modeling career, however, was booming. His pictures were everywhere and he keeps getting calls from different brands to model their clothes. He didn’t accept them all because he wasn’t ready. Now that he was getting better, he accepted some of the offers and went back to work. Of course, you tagged along just like you always did.

He was doing a photoshoot for some high-end brand today and you were excited for him. He deserved the world and seeing him in his element made you proud. Just like before, it was the same routine. Harrison would pose for pictures and you would stand behind the camera to watch him. Sometimes, you’d walk around or just go to the snack table to make small talk with some people. That’s when you met her.

“You must be really proud of your boyfriend.”

A voice said, startling you. You looked to your left and saw a gorgeous girl wearing the same brand of clothing Harrison was modeling. In truth, it made you feel insecure, but you kept in mind that Harrison saw you at your worst yet he still stayed. Thinking that didn’t make your insecurity fully go away, but it did ease you.

You glanced at where Harrison was over your shoulder before turning to face her, “Yeah, I’m very proud of him. He deserves all of this.”

She smiled, “I’m Gracie.” You both shook hands and introduced yourself too before fully turning around to look at Harrison more. Gracie moved to stand next to you and said, “I spoke to him a while ago. He’s really nice. You’re super lucky.”

“I am.” You nodded in agreement. You didn’t know why, but you felt uneasy when she’s near you and you’ve never met her before until now. You just shook it off, thinking it was just your nerves acting up again because of meeting someone new. But something was off. Really off.

“Do you model too?” Gracie asked nicely.

You shook your head and chuckled awkwardly, “Nah, that’s his thing. I prefer painting and developing websites.”

“Whoa! Those two are, like, at two different ends of the spectrum. They’re so different.” She chuckled. You nodded, “Yeah, they’re very different. It’s nice, though. I oddly find it stress relieving. Maybe it’s because of the colors.”

“Maybe.” Gracie said before clasping her hands together. “Well, I have to go now. It’s my turn to get my pictures taken. It was nice talking to you, Y/N.” She didn’t give you a chance to respond because she immediately left after that.

Harrison quickly walked over to you as soon as he was finished and he pulled you in for a hug, making you laugh. “What’re you hugging me for?” You chuckled, hugging him back.

“Nothing. I just missed you.” He said cheekily, kissing your cheek before pulling away. “I’m done here. I’ll just get dressed in my clothes and we can go eat somewhere. How does that sound?”

“That sounds amazing.” You smiled at him. He smiled at you as he held your right hand, “Alright. Give me ten minutes and I’ll meet you here. Don’t leave.” He kissed your hand and started walking backwards as he slowly let go. “Stay right there, okay?” He called out.

“Watch where you’re going!” You said loudly, shaking your head with a big smile on your face. He was a weirdo, but that’s what you loved about him.

Weeks later, you noticed that everywhere Harrison was, Gracie would be there. Suddenly, the sinking feeling was back and it was worse than before. Something wasn’t right with her and you felt guilty for feeling that way. Harrison would always assure you that they were friends, but it wasn’t enough. At one point, Harrison finally snapped and yelled at you.

“You’re so fucking paranoid, Y/N! How many times do I have to tell you that we’re just friends?! Do you not trust me?” Harrison shouted.

“Of course, I trust you!” You raised your voice. “I just don’t trust her around you and I’m sorry, but she’s fucking suspicious, don’t you think?! Everywhere you are, she’s there! It’s like she’s taunting me and it’s like she’s watching our every move so she knows when to strike.”

“Are you hearing yourself? You sound insane, Y/N! We’re engaged for fuck’s sake! I would never betray you like that and you know it!” Harrison angrily said.

About two months later, Harrison forgot about what he said; he forgot that he would never betray you. It’s kind of ironic because he seemed really happy and unbothered when he betrayed your trust. It wasn’t until the next day when he realized that he cheated on you with the girl you were worried about.

“Fuck.” Harrison mumbled as he stared at the ceiling, only the thin sheets covering his lower half. He rubbed his face with his hands and sighed in frustration.

“I’m going.” He quickly got out of bed and got dressed. “I have to tell Y/N. This was a mistake.”

“If you tell her, you’ll lose her. I know you don’t want that to happen.” She told him with a sly smirk. “Besides, you’re not happy with her anymore. I can see it with my own eyes. If you don’t tell Y/N, you get to keep her and you get to have me on the side.”

He knew he should’ve said no, but it seemed enticing at that time so he agreed. Soon, the guilt washed away and he got to keep both of you. It was selfish of him to keep two girls instead of letting go of one. His reason? If he loses one of you, he still gets to have one. It was selfish and vile and you hated him as soon as you found out.

Harrison knew he was being selfish, but he didn’t do anything to make things right. He knew it was wrong from the start, but he didn’t stop himself before things took a different turn. He hated himself for it, but for some odd reason, he didn’t feel sorry. He knew himself enough to know that the only reason he was sorry is because he didn’t become the truthful man his mother raised him to be. That, above all, was the most disappointing thing he’s ever done.

In a way, you were selfish too. You sensed that he was cheating on you, but you stayed because you wanted to keep him by your side. You knew you could very well move on and you knew he could be free if you left him as soon as you found out, but you stayed quiet. You wanted him all to yourself just so you could feel that he was still yours.

You didn’t know what the breaking point was, but Harrison broke it off with you. He never admitted to cheating, but he did say that there was no spark anymore. He never mentioned Gracie and you never mentioned what you knew. Instead, you just left and gave him the engagement ring back.

Two weeks later, Tom decided to throw a small party to celebrate something. You forgot what it was for, but you were invited. Tom was like a brother to you and you didn’t want your breakup with Harrison to get in the way of you having fun.

“Y/N, you came!” Tom exclaimed when he opened the door. He pulled you in for a quick hug before letting you in. He spoke with you for a while before getting pulled away by Jacob which made you laugh. You were helping yourself to some snacks when you heard giggling in the corner. You turned to see who that was, but you immediately regretted it.

Gracie was standing there with Harrison and they were feeling each other up and giggling like high schoolers. It made you sick. You didn;t know what came over you, but you just went up to them and started talking. You were angry and betrayed.

“So, I was right the whole time.” You stood in front of them with your arms crossed. Harrison looked at you and he opened his mouth to explain, but you cut him off. “Save it. I knew there was something off about her and I knew there was something going on between the two of you when we were together.”

“I didn’t expect you to be that kind of guy, Haz, but you always surprise me with your antics. You keep telling me that you and her are just friends and looking at both of you now, you guys don’t look like friends. Jesus, it’s only been two weeks and you immediately ran off to be with her?!” You said loudly. You didn’t notice that the music’s volume was turned down and you also failed to notice everyone watching the three of you.

“Now you’re parading her here as if we didn’t happen; as if our relationship meant nothing to you! This just goes to show that towards the end of our relationship, you didn’t love me anymore because if you did, we wouldn’t be in this situation right now and you’d be begging for forgiveness.”

They just stared at you, feeling embarrassed. To make things worse, you were already crying. “I wanted to marry you, Haz. I wanted to wake up next to you, make breakfast with you, and start a fucking family with you! I loved you with all my heart and I stayed with you through your worst fucking times and she gets the best version of you?! Fuck, that’s hurtful AND offensive!” You spat, every word dripped with venom.

“Y/N, I’m sorry.” Harrison said. “I’m really, really-”

You shook your head, “No, you’re not. If you were sorry, you would’ve come clean and you would’ve apologized the second after you cheated on me the first time. If you were sorry, you wouldn’t let it happen over and over. But you didn’t do any of those. You stayed with me while you went behind my back to fuck her, then you’d come home to yell at me and tell me that I’m paranoid and that I didn’t trust you. You betrayed me, Haz.”

“I bet that none of our friends know about this.” You looked around and suddenly you were aware of where you were. You made eye contact with Tom and he looked disappointed and hurt. He never knew his best mate was capable of doing that. You looked at Harrison once more, “I hate you so much for what you did. I wish I never met you and I wish I never wasted my time on you, asshole. I hope that every trace of me is still in your bed, so both of you could remember how you betrayed me and I hope karma comes around for both of you because what you did was wrong.”

You looked at Gracie and said, “You knew he was taken and you still went for it. Women should be sticking together and not turning against each other. Maybe in another life, we’d be friends, but whenever I look at you, I get sick.”

You wiped your tears and took a deep breath before turning around to face Tom. “T, I’m sorry I ruined your party. I’ll go home now. I don’t belong here. Thanks for inviting me.” You smiled softly at him.

“Yeah, anytime.” He said, not looking at you because he was glaring at Harrison.

You walked out of Tom’s house and walked home. You didn’t know how long it’ll take for you to heal, but you felt a weight being lifted off of you after letting out all your feelings.

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thank you to @allyz for the dividers 🤍

[etoileholland]

🍒 blurb for Harrison something along the lines of them finally getting together but Harrison hasn’t told his mum or sister yet until they unexpectedly vist and find them either cuddling or kissing and idk something cute 💕

aw this is adorable 🥺

Harrison was known to be pretty hush about things that involved his personal life, including one thing- his relationships.

You and him had been talking for about a month or so, but he hadn’t told anyone besides Tom and the rest of his house mates. He didn’t want to jinx your relationship with him since it was still in the early stages, and he definitely didn’t tell his mum and sister that he was with you, because he didn’t want to ruin it by having you meet the family or anything too soon.

He had planned on telling them soon enough when he felt that your relationship had become established, which he figured would be a month or so from now, but not today.

You had come over to the boys’ house to spend the day with Harrison, doing nothing but cuddling and enjoying each other’s company. It was a particularly relaxing day, and you two were cuddled next to each other on his bed. A movie was playing in the background, it just being background noise while you two lazily made out with each other.

Being preoccupied, you both didn’t hear when the doorbell rang, and you definitely didn’t hear Tom exclaim that it was Harrison’s mum and sister. Not knowing that Harrison didn’t tell his family about you, Tom directed them to Harrison’s room and told them to just knock on the door. 

His bedroom door was left ajar, so when Harrison’s mum and sister got to it, they could see Harrison laying on his side, cuddled up next to you. 

“Aww!” they both exclaimed excitedly. You looked up to see who it was, and you began to blush. Harrison got so frightened he nearly fell off the bed, and looked at his family, slightly embarrassed. 

“Oh, hi mum.” He was blushing as well, as he cleared his throat and sat up. “Charlotte, mum, this is Y/N, my girlfriend.” 

finishing up the blurbs from my sleepover :) I don’t want to bombard my taglist so I’m purposefully not tagging them sorry

[the-wretched-and-joyful]

Midnight Chaos

Pairing: Harrison Osterfield x Reader

Word count: 937

Requested: By @hollandbroz-n-haz

Warning: None

Summary: You are worried and awake at night, so your boyfriend should join you, shouldn’t he

A/N: Look!!! I wrote something! Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I loved writing it! P.s: sorry I didn’t post as I said I would 😥

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It might sound silly, but you really didn’t want the morning to come.

Sleep eluded you, only cause you kept thinking about the dreadful day tomorrow was going to be. Harrison on the other hand was snoring away merrily right beside you. While as his girlfriend, his peaceful sleep is something you’d love, right now it annoyed you. So much that you couldn’t help but snatch the entire blanket from his body and wrapping it around yourself.

It didn’t have the desired effect though. That man kept on sleeping like everything else in the world didn’t matter. But the worry for tomorrow was gnawing at your mind so badly that you had to sit up. And you also turned on the lamp on your side, cause sitting in the dark will only deepen your worry.

Hoping that the light will at least wake your snoring boyfriend, and you won’t have to directly disturb his rest, you looked at him. But once again, he remained asleep, like a rock.

“Unbelievable!” you whispered, rubbing your hand on your forehead, contemplating whether you wake him up or not. In the end, you decided that for your sanity, he would have to lose his sleep.

“Haz, Hazzy?” you called him as gently as you could, but to no avail. So you decided to shake him up a bit along with the loving calls. But once again didn’t work. So in the end, you did the only thing you could do to wake up the rock of a boyfriend you had.

“HARRISON OSTERFIELD!” you slammed your pillow on his body, with the satisfactory result of him waking up.

“THE WATCHERS ON THE WALL WILL PROTECT THE REALM!” he sat up, bewildered, not even realizing what he was saying. Looking around and noticing no imminent danger, he looked at you, sitting innocently with your pillow in your lap, “What happened?”

“Well, first, you need to stop watching game of thrones, cause you’re probably dreaming about it!” You barely kept your laughter in when he woke up saying that, “And secondly, I can’t sleep, I’m worried about tomorrow.”

Harrison almost looked close to tears at this point, “So you wake me up with a heart attack? Baby I love you but it is 6 in the morning!” he slumps against the headboard and his pillows, his hands on his chest, trying to calm his erratic heart.

“It’s not 6, it’s merely 3:30!” you roll your eyes. “And are you sure it’s not beating so fast cause it is stunned by my natural beauty?” you lean against his shoulder, only to receive his glare.

“First of all, no one has perfect bearings when woken suddenly at…” he squints at the clock beside his bed, “…3 am in the morning. And secondly, you said you were worried about tomorrow, and now you flirt with me?”

“Gee, I’m just trying to lighten up the mood!” you make a face at him and sit up, “yes I’m worried about tomorrow. What am I going to do?”

“GO TO SLEEP MAYBE? God knows why I got a crackhead of a girlfriend out of everyone, but please for the love of everything else in this world, go to sleep!” and with that he laid down, taking your pillow and covering his head with it.

Not to back down, you snatch the pillow from him and start hitting him with it, “I said I can’t sleep you dork! You should be a good boyfriend and help me out…” before you could finish what you were about to say, you were tackled by a very annoyed Harrison.

“Firstly, I don’t have advice for crazy people, cause they are crazy…” He tries to hold on to your hand as your try to smack him off of you, “and secondly, you’re worried for nothing! It’s all going to go down smoothly.”

“What if it doesn’t and I pass away?” your overthinking brain almost makes you cry.

“Guess I’ll have a chance to find someone sane!” The sarcasm in his voice was evident, but your brain was in an overthinking mode.

“OH, so you hate me? Don’t you! You hate me so much that you want me to pass away tomorrow!” the fact that you were crying sobered Harrison up now.

"I didn't say that I hate you. Plus, it’s just a dentist’s appointment to remove your wisdom teeth! No one passes away from THAT!” he tries to smile and lighten your mood, but you were not having it.

Climbing down from the bed and snatching your pillow you got ready to sleep in another room, "You implied it, that you hate me!” your voice was still thick with tears, “SO fine, have your peaceful sleep, I’ll go.” And before Harrison could even say anything you left, slamming the bedroom door behind you.

Sighing, Haz sat back down on his bed, looking at the clock once again. He would give it 15 minutes tops, but you seemed quite shaken, so he might have to go looking for you after that.

He didn’t have to though. He had laid back down, staring at the ceiling when he heard the bedroom door open, and the quiet patter of your feet at you walk to the bed and climb in, wasting no time in wrapping yourself around him.

“Shut up, don’t say a word.” Your voice still carried a grumpy undertone, but he knew it would disappear like the clumps of darkness in the room when the morning comes. So for now he only wrapped himself around you tighter, and try to convey wordlessly how much he loved you.

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Fluffy Blurbs

Dorky dancing with Haz

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Dad!Haz serenading his kids

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Surprise airport reunion

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Stage showmance with Haz

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Dad!Haz and his daughter’s first period

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Covering your hickeys with bf!Haz

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