#harrison osterfield series

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Lonely People | Ch 23

Pairing: Harrison Osterfield x Reader

Warnings: descriptions of past abuse (reader definitely need therapy, but I just did not have the time or energy to add extra chapters)

Word Count: 3716

HERE IS THE FINAL CHAPTER. You have no idea how bitter sweet today is, posting the last chapter after planning and writing this for 4 years. Thank you to everyone who has read any part of this series in the past, and to all the future readers. I appreciate each and every one of you. 

Y/n never thought she would get this feeling back. She didn’t feel terrified of her past catching up with her anymore, or at least not as intensely as before. She didn’t feel as if she needed to walk on eggshells to prevent it from repeating. But there was still something eating at her. 

Ian was no longer giving her nightmares, and she was thankful for that, but she still couldn’t sleep that first night back. Since meeting every single one of her friends in this new home, she had kept her life from them. She had owed them answers for too long, and now she felt the guilt of it tenfold. 

The morning after the altercation with Ian, she sat Sierra and Jace down in the living room, just the three of them. She told them about her family, about high school, and answered every single question they had been too afraid to ask. The tears they shed together were exhausting enough to make her want to go right back to bed, but she had more to do. 

The next stop, naturally, was Robin. She knew this was going to be more difficult that talking to her roommates. Robin already knew everything, sure, but that gave him all the more reason to be upset about her actually going back. 

When he answered the door, she stood timidly and waited for him to invite her in. He did so wordlessly. 

“So, you ready to talk about how the fuck he showed up to your doorstep? Please don’t tell me you were dumb enough to tell him where you were.”

“Good morning to you too.”

“Please, no sarcastic bullshit today, y/n. You know how serious of a situation that could have been.”

“I know. That’s why I came here to explain, but I know how dumb it’s going to sound already, so please, just be patient with me.”

She sounded so small, still afraid, and Robin couldn’t help but try to comfort her. 

They sat on his couch as she told him about how Ian had found her, how she didn’t feel like telling him no was an option, but most importantly, how much everyone there had missed them. 

“Apparently they all just assumed we had both died, which I get for me, but I didn’t know you stopped talking to all of them. Nick is pissed to say the least.” 

“Yeah, he was the hardest to cut out,” Robin chuckled. 

“So why did you? I was in hiding, not you. You could have kept talking to them.”

“I was just trying to keep you safe.”

That sentence nearly knocked the air out of y/n. For nearly a year, while they were arguing or not speaking to each other, Robin had continued to isolate himself from his childhood friends for her. She would have never asked him to do that, not even when they were on better terms.

“Well, I don’t think Ian is coming back any time soon, and Nick will kill me if you don’t reach out and at least say hi. So please, don’t worry about me anymore. I would be more worried about Nick coming out here to beat your ass for making him worry.”

They both laughed at the sentiment, which they knew was entirely possible. Nick had been the only other person back home to know about how terrible Ian had been to y/n, the only other person who would have done anything to protect her. Neither of them had wanted to leave him in the dust with the rest of them, but had to out of self preservation. 

“Maybe I’ll see if he wants to come visit. You don’t realize how much you’ll miss someone’s annoying rants about Star Wars until you have to live without them.”

There was an awkward silence as y/n considered her next sentence, and Robin could tell she was fighting herself on it. 

“What is it?”

“Do you think he’s mad at me?”

“Who, Ian? Are we really getting into this shit again? Didn’t end well for us last time.”

“No! Not Ian. But about that… I am sorry for blowing up on you about that conversation.”

“I know… I’m sorry too,” Robin replied, taking a second before scooting closer to her on the cushion. “I know I’ll never understand. And I know you really did love him before… before he showed his true colors. I shouldn’t have said what I said, but I was just so scared that you were going to go back, and there would be no more helping you. I was scared.”

“I understand. I would have never done it though. I don’t even know what was going through my head back then. But trust me, I’m never going back there. And I’m not going to let him do any of it again.” 

“So who were you asking about, then?”

“Harrison.”

“Y/n-“

“Don’t say it like that, you make me feel like a helpless little puppy.”

“You kinda are.”

“Asshole,” she chuckled, and shoved him. 

“Have you talked to him?”

“Of course not. I told him I wanted nothing to do with him anymore, and then disappeared without a trace, just to come back with my abusive ex in tow to hit me right in front of him.”

“And we both saw his reaction to that.”

“I know, but I just don’t understand why he would do that. I don’t even know why he was there in the first place. If I were him, the second I had heard I had disappeared, I would roll my eyes and ignore the situation.”

“You’re an idiot. Just please, go talk to him. I can tell you still care about him, otherwise, you wouldn’t care whether or not he was upset.”

“What am I even supposed to say to him though?”

“You’ll figure it out.”

Robin was right. She had asked Sierra to ask Tom where she could find Harrison, and the entire walk to the library, her head was empty. She had no idea what she was supposed to say, how she was supposed to apologize, or if she even should. But the second she saw him sitting at a table on the second floor, sun barely shining through the window to provide enough light to read the open book in front of him, the anxiety dampened. 

“Hey,” she spoke, barely above a whisper. When he looked up at her, the wind was knocked out of him. The last thing he was expecting today was to run into her, and by the looks of it, she was seeking him out, which hadn’t even been an option to cross his mind. 

“Uhm, can I sit?”

He simply nodded, and kicked the chair across the table out for her. She awkwardly sat and looked at him as he continued to read his textbook. 

“Didn’t know you were a math nerd. That shit looks impossible,” she tried to break the tension, but she was telling the truth. Nothing on the page in front of him made sense to her. 

“I’m not, that’s why I’m studying.”

“Oh.”

He finally broke his stare at the book and glanced up at her, eyes fixated on the table between them. She didn’t seem as scared as the last time they spoke, but he couldn’t pinpoint what was going on in her head. She seemed lost in thought. 

“I thought we weren’t speaking.”

“Looks like we are,” she offered a half hearted smile.

“You don’t have to do this.” 

“Do what?”

“You don’t owe me,” he said matter of factly and returned his gaze to the book. 

“That’s not what this is.”

“Y/n, I don’t know who that was, or what happened between you. But no one should treat you like that. He got what he deserved, end of story. No thanks necessary.” 

She reached out with a sigh and pulled the book away from Harrison, keeping it open on her side of the table so he didn’t lose his place. 

“I didn’t come her to thank you. I came so you can get what you deserve to.”

“Are you threatening me?” he asked, which caused him to chuckle for the first time since she had appeared. 

“Of course not,” she smiled back, “You deserve answers. So hit me with your best shot.”

“I’m good.” he offered a sad smile and reach to take his book back, but she quickly slapped her hand down to stop him from sliding it back over.

“Harrison, please,” she quickly glanced around to make sure no one was within ear shot. Luckily, as it was still the end of winter break, not many students were in the library that morning. 

“Y/n, you made it clear that you were done. You don’t have to change your mi-“

“Fine, if you won’t ask, I’ll just start. Would you rather do this here or outside?”

Harrison sighed before he looked around as well to see no one around.

“I see no problem with talking here.”

“Ok, good,” she smiled, before the nerves came back when she realized she was going to have to really hash up the past this time. This wasn’t like with Sierra and Jace. They deserved answers, they deserved to finally know her, but Harrison deserved so much more. 

“So, uh, that guy was my ex. Which might have been obvious, but it seems like a good place to start.”

Harrison reach out across the table, mindlessly, and grabbed her hand to comfort her. If he had been thinking straight, he wouldn’t have dared trying to touch her, but her nervous rambling hurt his heart. As their fingers touched, her voice grew a bit more confident, and continued to grow as she continued. 

“I know I told you about what happened to my family, so I can skip that part. But after that… after that I had no where to live. My parents didn’t own their home, and it wasn’t like I was going to be able to live there on my own anyway. I didn’t have a job, and I was still in high school. Long story short, I had to move in with my boyfriend at the time. Ian’s parent’s weren’t home often, which was great at first. I mean, even back then I didn’t like crying around anyone. It was easier to have my existential meltdowns in private when it was just the two of us. And things were great for the first few months. He was always there for me, but then suddenly it was just too much for him. I was just sad all the time, which I mean, I get how that can be exhausting, so I don’t blame him. Robin says I rationalize everything he did too much, but that I really can understand. But…” she glanced around one more time to ensure they were still alone, “He started to get more mean. He’d have a fight with our friends and take it out on me, I’d fail a test and he would just go on about how dumb I was and he didn’t want to be responsible for me his whole life if I couldn’t manage to make anything of myself. He started to hit me a few months later. I didn’t think it was the end of the world at first, because he would always apologize the next day, and he promised he would never do it again, but after the fifth time, you kinda learn to expect it. 

“After a while, I got really angry about it. I had all this pent up anger about my family dying, and being thrown into this new situation and being expected to just act like nothing had ever happened, like I was just peachy keen 24/7. So one night, when he started a fight, I fought back, and he really didn’t like that,” she laughed bitterly, “He did a lot more that just slap me that night, and I left. I didn’t want anyone’s parent’s to know what was going on, because that was the only place I had to live, and I didn’t want to uproot everything again. So I went to the only person I knew whose parents would also not be home. Robin.

“I had to tell Robin everything, and he tried his best to get me get out of there. But like I said, I had no where to go. So it didn’t take long for me to go back and apologize for being so mean to him. That happened a couple of times, and our friend Nick was the only other person who knew. He was at Robin’s house one night, was surprisingly more adamant about getting me the fuck out of there. But I just… I couldn’t just leave him. Ian was the last thing I had from my life before my family died. But right before graduation…”

She paused to take a breath, and Harrison squeezed her hand as he saw her start to tear up. After letting out a deep breath, she began again. 

“A couple weeks before graduation, I broke up with him. I had had enough of him hitting me, and I had agreed to move in with Robin until he left for college, and I was going to get a job and get my own place. We got into a really bad fight over it, he was so mad that I had the audacity to break up with him, when it should have been the other way around. He beat me up really bad, and I tried to fight him back, but I just… I got hurt really bad. He ended up leaving, and I had to call Robin and Nick for help. I was afraid I was going to die, because I was bleeding, and I was so lightheaded. I passed out before they even got there. They ended up taking me to the hospital, and they told the doctors I was mugged, because they knew I would have been so mad if they had told the truth, but they also didn’t want Ian to know they knew. Luckily, I was still able to graduate, and Robin…He’d sent in my application for college. We both got accepted here, and after that night, I agreed to go with him, as long as we didn’t tell anyone else. So Ian and I were over, and I hid out at Robin’s place until we skipped town. To our friends, it seemed like I just dropped off the face of the earth after graduation, and it seemed like Robin just went to college like normal.”

“Can I ask you a question?” Harrison spoke softly, not raising his voice above a whisper. She nodded in reply, making quick contact with his eyes to reassure him he could say anything he wanted. 

“The other night, at the party. It wasn’t me you were afraid of was it?”

“What do you mean?”

“When I… beat the shit out of that asshole, which he deserved by the way,” he aded quickly making her laugh, “You didn’t see me, did you? You saw Ian.”

“Kind of, but not exactly.”

“So what happened?”

“When Ian and I started dating he was the same way. Any dude to hit on me got threatened, which I thought was endearing at first, like he was just looking out for me. But he was never bluffing, he really did have it in him. And when that guy touched me, I already wasn’t all there in the head. So seeing you hitting him, my brain just connected the dots.” 

“You thought I would hit you?” Harrison’s heart broke as he asked, but he supposed it made perfect sense under the circumstances. 

“Haz, it’s not that I thought you would ever be capable of doing anything like that. But I… I never thought he would do it either. I don’t know who’s safe anymore. All that bastard did was show me that even the people I love and trust the most are capable to hurting me more than anyone else.”

“You know I could never hurt you, right?”

“Deep down, yes. But my brain can’t… I don’t know how to explain it.”

He could see the thoughts racing through her head as she tried to justify her answer, so he quickly stood up and crossed the table to sit next to her. He grabbed her hand again and held it closer to him. 

“Hey, stay with me,” he smiled at her, thought his heartbreak was showing clearly on his face. 

“I know you would never hurt me, Haz. Not on purpose. But after Ian, I just can’t trust that anyone has my best interest at heart. And I’m so sorry I got you involved in all of this. I’m so fucking sorry you were there yesterday, you shouldn’t have had to deal with that for me.”

“Winter break, you were with him right? Did he…?”

“No, we were around people all week. He just showed up at my apartment and I didn’t feel like I could say no, no one was there to help me. But back home, the worst he did was yell at me, it’s fine.” 

“It’s not. Nothing about anything he ever did or said to you is fine, okay? No one deserves how he treated you, but you of all people especially don’t deserve it.”

“You’re just saying that because you have a crush on me,” she teased, which did cause a smile to creep up on him, but he fought it off to keep the serious tone. 

“I’m saying it because it’s true. You’ve been through enough. And I don’t give a shit if you never talk to me again, but if I ever see anyone do that to you again, I’ll handle it just like I did him.”

“Promise?”

She stuck out her pinky to him, a force of habit she thought she had finally gotten over. The second she realized, she nearly withdrew her hand, but not before he grabbed her pinky back with his own. She sat for a second, staring at it. She had always thought her pinky had fit perfectly with Ian’s, like a cruel cosmic joke that she had been made for him. But Harrison’s fit around her’s perfectly, his warm skin warmed her cold hand, and the feeling of belonging with someone washed over her. This time, she didn’t fight it off in fear. 

“I don’t want to never talk to you again, you know,” she offered quietly, as nervous as a child speaking to a distant family member at their mother’s request. 

“Y/n, I told you already, you don’t owe me anything,” Harrison replied, doing his best to not get his hopes up again. What he felt towards her hadn’t changed one bit, but he knew now that he could never put her in a position where she felt forced. As long as she found her way to her own happiness, he would happy, even if it meant he had no place in her life. 

“I know, I don’t. But that doesn’t mean I don’t still want to spend time with you.”

“Well maybe we’ll have some classes together and we can be forced into another partner project,” he smiled, and brought his hand up to wipe the last stray tear from her check. Just as he was about to move his hand away, she nuzzled her cheek into it, not breaking eye contact. 

“You know that’s not what I meant.”

“You said you didn’t want to do this anymore.” 

“I’m allowed to change my mind at any point, remember?”

He stared at her, trying to read her facial expression to see how serious she was, if she was being coerced in any way. 

“If you don’t want to, you can just say that Harrison, I would understand.” 

“No,” he interjected as she began to turn away from him, and used the hand on her cheek to guide her eyes back to him. 

“We can’t just pick up where we left off, that doesn’t feel right, so how about this,” Harrison reached out his hand nervously and waited for her to take it, “Name’s Harrison, and you are?”

“What are you doing,” she giggled, hesitating to shake his outstretched hand.

“Starting over.”

She smiled as she slowly took his hand and shook it, “Y/n. It’s lovely to meet you Harrison.” 

“Likewise. May I take you to dinner tonight?”

“That’s very forward, we just met,” she smiled, which made him roll his eyes, “But it sounds lovely.”

“Good. And, just so you know, if I ever hurt you, I’m sure you have at least 2 or 3 friends who would be more than happy to beat the shit out of me. And I promise you here and now, I wouldn’t even fight back. But I also promise I’m not him. Ok?”

She stared at him for a moment as she took a breath, and told her brain to calm down before she nodded. 

“Hey Harrison?”

“Yes?”

“I know we just met and all, but-“ he elbowed her in the arm before she could finish, and they both laughed. 

“But what?” He laughed once again, smiling as he looked her acting so happy.

“Will you kiss me?”

“What?” It took him a second to process her request. He had intended to take things much slower this time, everything on her terms and on her own timeline. He didn’t want to ruin things by jumping to a kiss so soon, but the smile she gave him as he sat there flabbergasted was a clear sign that she was ok. 

“Kiss me, Haz. Please.” 

He didn’t wait another moment before dipping his face to hers, lips meeting first before both of his hands cupped her cheeks. She quickly wrapped her arms around him and ran one hand through the hair at the base of his skull. 

When they broke away, she smiled at him and continued to hold him close. 

“I know we both think we should take things slower this time, but this just makes up for the New Year’s kiss I missed out on this year.” 

“Well then, Happy New Year,” he smiled, and he closed the gap between them once more. 

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Happily Ever After: Harrison Osterfield x Reader

Description: Blurb/headcannon and small fic for Harrison Osterfield based on the Happily Ever After character series of fics coming, This covers topics such as the proposal, wedding planning, who is in the wedding party, etc. leading up to -and including- the wedding day!

Warnings: family, wedding, proposal, bachelor party briefly mentioned, related topics.

Proposal

“I still can’t believe it. It is just so beautiful” y/n mumbled, clinging to Harrison’s arm as she stared up at the metal structure before them.

Harrison smiled down at her, pressing his lips to the top of her head as he hummed in agreement.

They’d been here before.

Harrison had taken her here to confess his feelings to her years ago, wanting to do it somewhere special as it was a big thing to change their closeknit friendship into something more.

They’d been here between then and now as well.

Harrison often had photo shoots and fashion shows he was cast to walk in that took place in the city.

So, he often invited her to go with him and they’d make a trip out of it.

They both loved the whole town.

But, the Eiffel Tower, in particular, held more sentimental value to them because of it was directly in front of it that they’d changed their relationship.

Hence why he started their trip here tonight.

Each time they came to Paris they’d see the tower; of course.

But, they didn’t usually start it that way given the crowds and other things they’d have planned to do when in the city.

Yet, they’d only checked in to their hotel before heading here tonight.

Y/n lifted her head off of his shoulder to look up at him, smiling widely, “I love this place”.

Haz smiled and laughed, one hand around her waist to keep her close.

He lifted his other hand to tuck a few whisps of hair behind her ear, gazing into her eyes lovingly.

She bit her lip before leaning up to kiss him.

Harrison hummed as they parted, cupping her face with his hand.

“But I love you more” she whispered, looking up at him with a shy smile.

Haz blushed and grinned widely, “I love you so much y/n/n”.

She nodded, “I know!”

Haz laughed as she stepped back and spun around.

He silently took his phone out to take a few pictures and a short video of her little happy dance.

“I’m in my favorite city, with my favorite person, at my favorite spot” she cheered flaring one arm up and into the air next to her as she finished her spinning/dance.

She pursed her lips and lifted an eyebrow at him as she stopped and saw he’d recorded her actions.

But as he simply smiled and slid his phone back into his pocket, she brushed it off with a smile.

“It’s your favorite place in the city, still?” He asked, holding onto her hand upon reaching where she was standing.

She hummed and nodded definitively.

“Why is that, love?” He asked softly as he walked with her, guiding them to where he wanted her.

“Because of you” she giggled, smiling up at him, “this is where you admitted to me how you felt, ya know?”

He blushed and nodded, “that was here, huh?”.

She nodded and looked around before pointing a few feet from her after getting her bearings, “we were right there”.

Harrison chuckled tenderly, “where?”

She huffed and dropped his hand before practically skipping to the spot she was pointing at.

Haz smirked to himself at how she made it even easier for him to set it up and knowing she would pick up on the sentiment behind the precise spot for what he was about to do.

As she hopped onto the spot she was trying to reach, she looked up at the tower, “right here”.

Haz stayed silent as she spun around to face him, watching as her eyes widened upon seeing him kneeling one knee a few feet from her.

“A-are you..-“ she gasped, hand flying up to her mouth in shock.

He smiled delicately at her, hoping to calm her mind some before he began.

“Y/n y/m/n y/l/n,” he started, his voice tender and loving, “I’ve loved you from the moment you came into my life”.

She moved her hand upwards slightly to rub the tears from her eyes.

“First as my best friend and confidant, then as my crush, then my girlfriend, and now I’m hoping as my fiancé and soon wife” he declared, blinking through his watery eyes.

“I want to spend my life with you, if you’ll let me. I promise to you to always communicate with you, keep you happy, support you in all your endeavors, and fight to be the husband you deserve. Will you give me the chance to do that?” He asked, his fingers slightly shaking but he held his wrist steady to make it less noticeable

“Y/n, will you marry me?” He finished, taking a deep breath of air as he waited for her answer.

She dropped her hand from her face and used it to tug his wrist upwards and towards her.

Harrison stood and neared her as requested.

Y/n smiled widely, stroking his face with her other hand, “oui. Yes, Haz, of course I’ll marry you”.

Harrison chuckled softly as he let out his held breath and pulled her in for a kiss.

“Wait, I learned this” he said pausing as he went to slide the ring on her finger.

“Learned what?” She giggled.

He smiled shyly, “veux… Veux-tu m'épouser?”

Y/n bit her lip, “that was really pretty Harrison, but I don’t know that much French”.

He chuckled and nodded, “I know, that’s why I decided against asking it that way”.

“Wait, you learned how to propose to me in French?” She asked mouth petting slightly

He nodded, fiddling with her fingers as they rest in his hand.

Yn smiled and shook her head, “je t'aime beaucoup Harrison”.

He smiled widely as he pulled her in for another kiss.

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His mother was so excited, having been the one he relied on for feedback on his proposal plan as his father wasn’t around to be able to.

His sister, Charlotte, had been asking him why he hadn’t proposed for months now; so, she was very excited when she learned of the engagement.

Tom was beyond happy as he was friends with both Yn and Harrison and supported them beyond words.

Y/N’s family was very supportive as well, having seen how well Haz treated her over the years.

Their friends were happy for the couple and excited to see what they’d plan for the wedding as they knew it’d be elegant.

Best Man

Tom was of course Harrison’s best man.

Not only was he friends with both the bride and groom, he was also Harrison’s best friend from when they were young.

He was also the one who introduced them years ago

Bachelor Party

Tom wanted to, and kinda did, go crazy with the bachelor party.

He went all out for his best mate and didn’t spare any expense on the party.

That being said, he was very respectful to Harrison, y/n, and their relationship; respecting any restrictions and boundaries the couple had set for their bachelor/bachelorette festivities.

Wedding Planning

Haz helped with the planning as much as he could.

There were things he couldn’t do of course, like choosing a wedding dress.

Or things that weren’t his to choose/didn’t need to have a say in, such as bridesmaid gifts.

But he helped with any area he could.

He loved it and was very good at is, which wasn’t a surprise given he was always great at design and styling/fashion.

He also was a major help in that his friend was a major clothing designer and offered to do custom clothing for the couple.

Wedding Day

They opted for their wedding to be in Paris.

While it meant both their families and friends had to travel, it was worth it to them.

The city meant more to them than they could have ever explained

And, it meant it wasn’t only one persons’ guests having to travel so it seemed more equitable.

They helped with the costs of traveling for their guests who couldn’t afford to fly /otherwise wouldn’t be able to make it, but also planned it far in advance so people had time to plan and save.

They held it at Palais Garnier, where they’d had their first date year ago.

The ceremony was held in archway of the Salon du Soleil.

The couple stood at the entrance to the small room, between the empty room -allowing a beautiful background of the Salon du Soleil- and their guests watching from the adjacent room as it was was large enough to fit them all.

The coloring of the Salon du Soleil worked aesthetically with the custom made tuxes for Haz and his half of the bridal party.

The lighting also worked flawlessly with Yn’s wedding dress and the bridesmaids dresses.

Tom had pulled some strings to help the couple reserve the Hall of Mirrors at Versailles, where they’d continued their first date years ago.

They were thrilled to have their special spaces filled with memories they shared with friends and family now.

Toasts were done by Tom, Y/N’s best friend and maid of honor, both of their mothers, and Harrison’s sister.

During the dinner portion of the evening Harrison made it his responsibility to make sure y/n was given time and space to eat; politely asking people to come back up to their ‘sweethearts table’ later after she’d had time to eat dinner instead of bothering the couple endlessly and preventing her from eating.

Their night was full of dancing, laughter, and other sweet private moments together.

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Hey could you write something for Harrison where you really like him but the last person you were with rejected you so your scared to tell him

“Fucking tell him already, Y/N” Tom groaned, cutting you off. He was sick of hearing you talk about Harrison over and over with no intention of acting on your feelings. This had been going on for a year now and all your friends were so done with this.

You let out a laugh, thinking Tom was being sarcastic. “Sure, Of course Tom, great idea” You spoke sarcastically only to look at Tom and realize that he wasn’t joking. Not the slightest bit. “Are you joking? There’s no way I could ever tell him. Not after what happened with Alex” You shook your head, the idea of Harrison ever finding out how you feel almost bringing you nightmares.

Alex was a guy you had liked last year. You two were the closest anyone could be and naturally, you developed feelings for him. Everyone thought that the feeling was mutual. But when you told Alex how you felt, he shot you down in the worst way possible. He broke you.

“You what?” Alex spits, as you began to feel like he wasn’t too happy about what you were saying. “I, I like you” You repeat, with less confidence this time. Alex shakes his head, raising his eyebrows with a look of frustration displayed on his face. “I can’t fucking believe this” He mumbles under his breath, hands going through his hair. You stand there, not really believing the way he was reacting right now.

“Alex-” You start but he cuts you off, “Just shut up!” He yells at you making you flinch. Alex grabs his stuff and quickly walks towards the door, his shoulder bumping into yours. “Why would you ruin this?” He asks, angry with you for ‘ruining’ your friendship. “You made me think you feel the same way! Don’t act like I’m some crazy bitch who likes you!” You retort. “How could I ever feel the same way about you?” Alex spits, and your heart dropped to the floor and he slammed the door.

“We both know Harrison would never do what Alex did, Y/N, if you don’t tell him I will”. You raise your eyebrows at Tom, believing that there was no way on Earth that what he was saying could be true. “The boys and I are sick and tired of hearing you bitch about how you much you like him, so if you don’t tell Harrison by the end of the week, I will.” Tom deadpanned and you turned as pale as a ghost.

Tom gets up from the table, making you scramble to get up and follow him. “Tom! Tom, you’re- No, you’re joking. Right? Tom, no!” You pleaded and he turned around to face you. A smirk plastered on his face as he saw the fear in your eyes. “Bye, Y/N” Tom leaned on to leave a kiss on your cheek as you froze in place, crossing your hands over each other. You raised the finger at him, only making him laugh.

How could you possibly tell Harrison how you felt? What would you even say? How could you deal with him not feeling the same way? What if it ruined your friendship? What if he laughed at you? But a little part of your brain thought the opposite, what if he felt the same way?

Three days go by and you were yet to say anything to Harrison. Tom and the boys were keeping a close eye on you, giving you a warning look when you two were alone and you left to avoid saying anything. They had been trying their best to make sure that you two were always left alone for as long as possible, in an attempt to give you as many opportunities as they could. But, alas, nothing worked.

“Tom, do you wanna help me get something from the kitchen?” Harry rushed as he quickly got up from the couch. Tom immediately followed, “Yeah! I need-Um, some ice, yeah ice”. Harrison looked at them skeptically and you gave them a death glare. Now it was just you and Harrison on the couch.

Harrison laughed lightly, “What’s up with those two divs?”. You forced a laugh, covering up the anxiousness you were feeling at that moment. “No idea” You raised your eyebrows, but Harrison could tell that you were acting weird. Your hands rub your arms, trying to rid yourself of the nervous goosebumps beginning to appear on your body from the tension between you two.

“Y/N, is everything-” He starts but you shoot up off of the couch. “I need some ice!” You stutter out, rushing to the kitchen only to be met with a glaring Tom and Harry. You walk past them like nothing was wrong but Harry gives you a smack on the head. “Ow! What the fuck, Harry!” You yelp in pain, clutching your head to try to relive it. “Tell him” They both whisper-yell at you before leaving, making you huff.

Every time you almost said something, you could genuinely feel your throat dry up and words would not come out of your mouth. But as those three days went by, you found yourself trying harder and harder to just spit it out.

Harrison didn’t know why you were being so distant lately. You two were always together, always sitting beside each other, always taking naps together, always going everywhere together, but that was not the case anymore.

You rested your head against the couch, sprawling your legs out in front of you. Harrison and you continue watching the movie intently, the popcorn he had made already finished while the movie had another hour to go.

Harrison shifts to find a comfortable position and is unsuccessful, so he turns to lay his head on your lap and put his legs up on the couch. This was how you always watched movies but as soon as Harrison did so, you shot up from your position feeling panicked.

Harrison’s head hits the couch making him groan, reaching a hand up to rub his head. He looks up to say something to you, but you were already long gone and out of sight. Hurt fills Harrison’s chest as he was now sure that something was up with you.

You unlock your door, walking into your shared apartment. Immediately, you take notice that your roommates were nowhere to be seen as you close the door. However, you were proven wrong when you walk into the kitchen to see Harrison, making you jump up. “Shit, Haz! You scared me!” You exclaim, putting a hand over your heart as you laugh. His heart hurt once he heard his nickname leave your mouth, it’s been days since you said his name. It was his favorite sound coming from you.

The laugh on your face quickly falters as Harrison doesn’t respond, not even making the effort to turn around to look at you. You furrow your eyebrows, “Hello?”. No response. You walk around the kitchen counter to stand next to him, but he continues cutting up the vegetables he was cooking. “Harrison?” You call out but he doesn’t even turn to acknowledge your presence.

“Is something wrong? Did I do something?” Your voice quiet as you watch him, not even phased by you talking to him. “Talk to me Haz, please?” You call out again and Harrison drops the knife on the cutting board, huffing in frustration. He turns to face you with an angry look on his face, making you even more confused.

Harrison raises his eyebrows, “So now you want to talk to me? No, I’m sorry, now you feel like talking to me?”. You look at him with confusion, “What? I always want to talk to you. What are you talking about?”. He shakes his head, crossing his arms in disbelief as he looks at you.

“Harrison?” You question him again when you don’t get an answer. “Don’t fucking Harrison me!” He yells in frustration but lowering his voice after he realized, “Just don’t”. Unintentionally, you flinch at his loud voice. You rest your elbow on the kitchen counter, trying to figure out what he was talking about and what got him so mad.

A huff of defeat escapes your lips, “What the hell are you talking about?”. Harrison clenches his jaw and bites the inside of his cheek. “You haven’t talked to me all week, you run away when I enter a room you’re in. As soon as we’re alone, you leave. You can’t even look me in my fucking eye, Y/N! And now you want to talk to me?”.

You immediately shut up, looking anywhere but at Harrison as you feel ashamed of yourself. Harrison moves closer towards you, looking into your eyes as you try to keep your composure, avoiding his eyes. He looks at you for any sign of a response, but shakes his head when he doesn’t get one. “I’m not fucking doing this right now” He mumbles under his breath, walking out of the kitchen.

“Tom told me I have to tell you about my feelings for you before the end of the week, or he will” You sigh, not sure if you even thought that whole sentence through before saying it. Harrison freezes in his place as he tries to register what you just said, there was no way. No, this didn’t make any sense.

He turns around to face you and your eyes meet, your eyes full of fear that this would be the end of your friendship. “I couldn’t talk to you all week. I- Um, I was too nervous to be around you and couldn’t bring myself to tell you, but here we are I guess” You ramble quietly as Harrison stares at you with a dumbfounded look.

“About your feelings for me..” Harrison tries to comprehend and you nod, waiting for any sort of response from him. His silence was killing you. “I didn’t want to do it, after what happened with Alex-” “Alex is a dick” Harrison retorts, his voice sour at the sound of his name. He absolutely hated him, even before he broke your heart. He hated him even more when you were crying into his chest every night about what Alex did.

He didn’t tell you this but as soon as Tom told him what happened, Harrison went to Alex’s apartment. All of Alex’s neighbors could hear Harrison yelling at him as Alex stood there, like a coward, trying not to cry. Harrison knew you would’ve gotten angry if he told you so he kept it to himself, and swore that any guy after that he would keep an eye out on.

You clear your throat, “Yeah- Um, that’s true. I just- I was scared that you would...”. Harrison continue the sentence for you, “I would do the same thing”. You don’t reply, knowing Harrison was hurt from that comment. “Y/N, I am nothing like Alex, okay? You know that, you know me” He speaks quietly, taking a few steps towards you and you nod.

Your hands grip the counter behind your back as you look at the boy in front of you, trying to digest the information you were saying. “Did Tom tell you why you should tell me?” Harrison asks with a bit of realization in his voice, confusing you. “No, Um- He just said I should tell you how I feel”. Harrison nods, a small smile making its way onto his face.

Staring at him blankly, you try to make sense of why he was smiling. You had just ruined your friendship, was he happy? Relieved? Harrison walks closer until his hands grip the counter behind you, only a few centimeters separating the two of you.

“Did Tom tell you that I feel the same way? That I’ve had feelings for you for almost three years now? That seeing you with any other guy broke my heart? That I wanted to kill Alex for what he did to you?” Harrison asks, his voice quiet. Your eyes widen, thinking that this had to be a joke.

Harrison’s hand slides to yours on the counter, holding it gently. “That I had no idea how he could lose such an amazing girl like you? That I thought he was crazy to not appreciate how lucky he was to have you?”. You open your mouth to say something but nothing comes out. His hand slides up your arm, going to cup and caress your face slowly. You felt yourself shiver at his touch, almost like it was electricity.

“W-Why didn’t you-” “Tell you?” ,He continues and you nod, “Just thought that there was no way you felt the same about me”. You straighten your back, your chests now brushing against each other. “I would be crazy not to love you, Haz” You admit, and Harrison’s hand grips your tighter once you said those two words. “Y/N, be very careful with your words okay? I cant-” He shuts his eyes, leaning his forehead against yours as he tried to control himself.

Your fingers slip in between his, resting on the counter as Harrison opened his eyes. “I know” You state quietly, showing that you were being one hundred percent truthful. Harrison quickly leans forwards to push his lips against yours, making your breath get caught in your throat.

His lips move against yours in perfect sync as he moves closer to you, pressing you harder into the counter and his body. The hand on your cheek moves to your waist and grips it tightly, kissing you needily. A hand of yours goes to his chest to steady yourself.

You slow your lips against his before pulling away to catch your breath. Harrison licks his lips as he looks at you, admiring how beautiful you are. “I love you” He speaks up, and you look up at him. A shy smile finds its way to your face as you bring your arms to wrap around his neck, pulling him closer to you. “I love you too” You whisper against his lips and feel him smile. You lean in to kiss him before both of you smile into the kiss, breaking it.

Harrison brings you in to hug you tightly, holding you so softly, like you were made of glass. You rest your head in the crook of his neck as you take in his warmth. “Holy shit! Tom what did I tell you! Both of you divs owe me a hundred each!” Paddy yells, startling both of you. You move your head to see Tom, Harry and Paddy looking at the two of you, only making you hide your flushed face once again.

“Finally told him, did you? Wonder who gave you that idea” Tom teases and you whine, making Harrison laugh. He holds you close to him before slightly turning around to face the guys, mouthing an excited ‘yes’ and pumping his fist to the air. You feel Harrison shoo them out of the kitchen, just wanting to be with you.

Harrison’s arms hook under your thighs and lift you up, making a squeal leave your lips. You wrap your legs around his waist as he walks towards his bedroom. “No fucking while we’re in the house!” Harry yells making you yell at him, “Harry!”. Harrison only laughs at the two of you and shakes his head, “Only been twenty minutes and you already made a dirty joke, Harry”.

“Ignore him, love” Harrison mumbles against your cheek as you giggle. The nickname makes butterflies appear in your stomach. You were grateful that your friends had pushed you to tell Harrison how you felt. Because what else would you need other than this?

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harrison osterfield x female reader

fwb!roommates!uni au

summary: Living with your best friends Tom and Harrison is all fun and games until one drunken night alone with Harrison, you give in to your attraction to him. You tell yourself you should leave it at that, forget about the night you spent with him and move on to not ruin your friendship, but neither of you can stay away from each other. So without considering the possible consequences, you make a deal. But how are you supposed to keep your shenanigans from Tom? And how are you supposed to not break the number one rule of an arrangement like this: do not fall in love.

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love at second sight

Harrison and you can’t stand the other since the first day you met on set, unfortunately the two of you have to play a loving couple in front of the cameras. But you’re good actors, so that’s an easy job, right? The only problem is that you fall for someone along the way, and Harrison seems to fall for you

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Lonely People | Ch 22

Pairing: Harrison Osterfield x Reader

Warnings: Abuse, violence

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Ian had spent the next day and a half playing nice. He pretended like what had been said in the car never happened, and instead made her a nice breakfast both mornings and offered to take her out to see the town. She refused to be alone with him the day before she left, New Year’s Day. She dragged Ethan around with them all day, although he wasn’t putting up a fight. He had missed her just as much as the other people she had left behind, so he gladly jumped at the chance to spend time with her. Little did he know, he had been her saving grace for the entire trip. 

Sunday morning, Ethan drove them to the airport bright and early. Y/n felt then the same way that she had felt stepping through those doors with Robin just a couple years prior. She never thought she would come back, and now that she had, she knew she never wanted to ever again. The only good thing that had come from this entire situation was the fact that she no longer had to hide from the people she once knew. Even if she was never going to come back, if Ian knew where she was, she didn’t have to worry about checking in with their mutual friends. It was like a weight was lifted off her shoulder, even if the heavier weight of knowing Ian could be lurking around any corner was now bearing down on her. 

They didn’t speak on the flight, and she could tell that the second they were alone in his car, he would more than likely blow up again. She spent the entire flight preparing for the inevitability, but to her surprise, it didn’t happen. He remained quiet until they were just a couple blocks away from her apartment. She had realized that she never found her phone, and broke their silence to let him know she was going to look around for it. As she was searching under her seat, where her purse was on the ride to the airport, he spoke up. 

“Oh, looks like it’s in the backseat,” he grumbled. 

Sure enough, when she turned around, it was there. She tried to replay the ride to the airport in her head to make sense of it ending up back there, but it just wasn’t possible. Her purse had been at her feet from the moment she set it in the car to load her suitcase in the back to the moment she got out of the car. Her phone had been tucked safely inside and zipped up. That only led her to one conclusion. 

Ian had started the car while she was putting her suitcase in the trunk, which would have given him the perfect opportunity to take her phone. He didn’t want her to have it while she was back there, he didn’t want her to have a way out if things had gone south, and that terrified her to no end. 

They pulled up in front of her apartment, and she jumped out of the car almost instantly. Ian followed her out and helped her get her suitcase unloaded. 

“Want me to help you carry this up?”

“No, I’ve got it. Thanks for taking me to see the guys though. It was nice talking to them again.”

“Yeah…so, see you around?”

“Yeah,” she replied, unable to make eye contact, which let him know she was just being polite. There was no sincerity to her affirmation. He groaned and turned and got in the car, slamming the door behind him. Still, he didn’t drive off, and she wondered if he was expecting her to come to the window, to say she was sorry or go back on her wishes to stay here. Regardless, she didn’t turn around and instead headed straight into the building. It wasn’t until she was a flight up the stairs that she realized she didn’t have her keys. 

Up in the apartment, her 5 friends were in the living room once again. Robin had spent the last 20 minutes trying to convince her roommates to not call the cops. 

“Guys, if she doesn’t want to come back, the police aren’t going to make her. She is an adult, if she wants to run off she has every right to. I don’t like it either, but do you really think she would be happy to come back if we forced her into it?”

“But what if she’s in trouble or something? Why would she not just reach out, just tell us she’s ok?” Sierra asked yet again. It was the one things she had been hung up on. If y/n was truly ok, she thought that she would at least care about them enough to let them know she was leaving. She hadn’t left a note, she hadn’t answered any texts or phone calls. It was weird, even for her, and Sierra didn’t like it one bit. 

“I don’t know, but she-“ just as Robin began to answer, a knock sounded at the door. The entire group froze. No one had come to the door since they had come home, and they had been hoping and praying to hear that noise just to open the door and see her there. But now that it was happening, all of them were worried it would be other news, that something had happened to y/n.

Jace slowly made his way over to the door, and took a deep breath before unlocking it. The relief that washed over him when he saw her on the other side was indescribable. 

“Y/n?”

“Hey,” she replied sheepishly, afraid that she had angered everyone that would be inside that apartment. But instead, he wrapped her in a hug, and began to cry into her shoulder. 

She wasn’t sure what to make of the commotion coming from behind him, but then she felt another body crash into them and knew instantly that it was Sierra. 

“Where the fuck were you? We were so worried about you!” Sierra nearly screamed into Jace’s back as her arms reach around to hug both of them. 

“I’m so sorry, I forgot to text you before I left, and I lost my phone on the way to the airport. It’s a long story, but I’m fine, I promise. I’m back. I’m so sorry.”

“We’re just glad you’re safe,” Jace said, refusing to let her go

The pair of roommates grabbed her bags from her and set them aside, ushering her into the room and shutting the door. They bombarded her with questions, but she found it hard to concentrate on them as she realized that both Harrison and Robin were in the room. After how she had left things, she never expected them to show up. Tom? Sure, he would do anything for Sierra at this point, but Harrison and Robin should have hated her. Seeing them there filled her with even more guilt. 

She could barely handle looking at Harrison, so instead sent a small smile to Robin, a sign that she really was ok. That it was a false alarm, even though if he found out what had really happened he would not be very happy. 

She made eye contact with Harrison for a moment, but they both quickly looked away. She had barely even thought of him since Ian had showed up. She had more pressing matters at hand, but seeing him again felt different. She was afraid to admit that she felt relieved knowing he was here, it almost made the apartment feel safer to step into, which had been a far stretch from how she felt less than a month prior. 

She was about to start trying to answer all the questions Jace and Sierra were throwing at her, when there was another knock on the door. Her heart sank at the sound, because she knew exactly who it was. 

“Hey, can you guys put my bag in my room? I’ll get that,” she smiled and made her way to the door before she could see the weird looks they gave her. She was notorious for never opening the front door for anyone, even if it was Jace or Sierra locked out.

When she exited the apartment and closed the door behind her, it shot up a million red flags for both of them. 

Sure enough, on the other side of the door was Ian. His expression had softened considerably since he had slammed his car door, but hers grew harsher upon seeing him here. Knowing that she had 5 people behind that door to help her if it came down to it sent a newfound wave of confidence through her. 

“What, Ian?”

“What do I have to do to talk you into coming back? What do I have to say?”

“I already told you, I’m staying here.”

“I miss you, the guys miss you. We have a place for you. Is it the rent? We can cover it.”

“No, it’s not the-“

“Then what the fuck is it? What the fuck do I have to do to get you to love me again?”

His voice was barely a yell, but she worried Robin would hear and know exactly who she was out there with. It took her a second to get over that paranoia to realize what he had said. 

Before she could reply, she heard a conversation on the other side of the door. Harrison and Robin were both saying goodbye, and that they felt that they should leave now that she was home safe. Panic washed over her and she started to push Ian towards the stairwell. 

“You need to leave.”

“No, not until you talk to me,” he pushed her off of him, sending her back a couple of steps. Of course, with her luck, that was the moment Robin had opened the door and stepped out of the apartment. 

“Ian?” Robin’s eyes grew wide, as did Ian’s. Each of their expression immediately mirrored the other as they both turned to anger. 

“You lying little bitch,” Ian began, but Robin was quick to pull y/n aside and step up. 

“You fucking lay another hand on her I swear to God you’ll be six feet under.” 

“Robin, I’m ok, really,” she tried to intervene before everything got messy, but neither of them paid attention to what she had said. 

“You said you had no idea where he was. The guys were right though, you were nothing but a fucking slut, running off with one of my best friends.”

As Ian took a step towards her, and she took a step back, Robin tried to throw him against the wall, but Ian was considerably taller and stronger. 

Harrison had been watching this entire interaction in shock. He had no idea who Ian was, why y/n would be out in the hall with him, or why he was so quick to anger upon seeing Robin. He was frozen in shock until this man who was twice y/n’s size pushed past Robin and slapped her across the face. 

The second Ian’s hand made contact, the rest of the people inside rushed out to the hallway to Harrison throwing a punch at the stranger. A second later, Robin was in the fight too. Ian didn’t last as long as y/n had thought. Only a few punches in, he backed away and stepped closer to the staircase. 

“Fine, you want me to go? I’ll fucking go, and I’ll make sure the guys back home know you’re nothing but a lying slut. I should have told them all about you years ago.”

Y/n started to rush down the hall, finally hitting her breaking point. Robin recognized the look in her eyes and held her back before she could reach Ian. 

“One fucking word to them and they’ll know everything, you piece of shit. I’m done being afraid of you! I can fucking ruin every relationship you have with them with one fucking text,” she screamed from Robin’s arms. 

“You better watch your fucking mouth with me. I know where you live now, I can just come back.”

That threat was it for Harrison. He walked over to Ian with a calmness that was more terrifying than his rage and used his entire body weight to throw him up against the wall. 

“You ever fucking show your face in this town again I swear to god, I will kill you myself. You got that?”

“Oh, so she’s not fucking Robin. She’s fucking you, isn’t she, Big Boy?”

With one punch, Harrison sent Ian to the ground, and the crunch of his nose echoed through the hall. 

“I can tell you think you’re better than the rest of us, but I can guarantee you I am not someone you want to fuck with,” Harrison leaned down and whispered into his ear. He grabbed the front of Ian’s shirt and jerked him up off the floor, bringing them face to face. 

“Now, I asked you a fucking question, and I’d like you to answer it.”

Y/n stopped struggling in Robin’s arms as she watched Ian’s face turn from nothing but confidence to have a hint of fear in it. He looked defeated, and she had never felt so free. Something, or someone, had finally outdone the man that she had spent the better part of her young adult life fearing. 

“Got it,” Ian said after a moment, and Harrison threw him back to the ground. It took him a second to get off of the floor and make his way to the stairwell. He turned to look at y/n one last time, hoping to send her one last menacing glance, hoping he could just gain once ounce of control back, but she wouldn’t look at him. 

After he was out of sight, Robin let her go, and they all stood frozen for a moment, no one sure what to say or do. Y/n did her best not to start bawling, and instead rushed into the apartment. The rest of the friends in the hallway shared a glance before heading in after her. 

“Y/n what the fuck was that,” Sierra spoke first, but Robin elbowed her as they watched her pause in front of a window facing the front of the building. 

She watched in silence as Ian slammed his car door once again and sped off down the street and out of her life. 

“He’s gone,” she said in a sigh of relief, feeling a release of pent up frustration, fear, and anger that had been festering inside of her for years. 

Robin approached her first, hearing her sniffle. He knew better than to touch her, so instead of offering a comforting hug, he stood at her side, a foot of space between them. 

“Are you ok?”

“Can we…Can-“

“Talk about it later? Of course,” he nodded, and turned to give a look to the other’s in the room. He let them know that he was going to head out, and Harrison and Tom left shortly after. She paid no attention to who was entering or leaving the room, to who was saying goodbye. Instead, she stood frozen in her spot in front of the window, finally accepting that the nightmare she had been living the past several years was over.

And in the morning, she would be getting a restraining order.

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the blue - part eight

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zendaya amelia grace holland be honest. how many songs ave you written about oscar?

amelia holland

sam holland the better question is how many songs have you written about fake scenarios in your head?

amelia holland oh that one's easy at least five. this month. i've got a really good one called i should hate you, i wrote that one with aaron.

tuwaine barrett DID CHARLES HELP PRODUCE THIS AGAIN??

amelia holland i think he almost shit himself when he found out aaron was also producing this one. tuwaine barrett CHAMELIA MY BELOVED! GET THIS MAN ON STAGE WITH TAYLOR FOR A SURPRISE SONG! amelia holland he's been on my ass about that to. did you team up with him or something? tuwaine barrett why? did he say someting?

harry holland speaking of charles, how's texas? is it fun?

amelia holland it's hot as fuck.

amelia holland you're in texas now? any plans on coming home?

amelia holland kinda promised oscar and lando that i'd stick around for the triple header. there's a week off in between vegas and brazil but lando's birthday is a few days before vegas and abu dhabi is the next weekend. so i'm not sure. might be home for a couple days at most.

harrison osterfield it's almost like oscar's career is monopolizing all of your time

sam holland for the record none of us have problem with it. this is the first time in a long time we've seen you happy. if traveling with oscar makes you happy, do it. harrison's being a dick, ignore him. but like also please come home for the holidays?

amelia holland is that his default setting? - danny ric

amelia holland sorry about that, the fake american took my phone.

amelia holland real american here, is that his default setting? - logan sargeant

amelia holland charles here! is that his default?

amelia holland this group is tragic. ours is much more fun - max

amelia holland I CAN FINALLY STOPPED BE CALLED NORIZZ BECAUSE CLEARLY THE SECOND STRING LOSER HAS LESS THAN ME! - LANDO

amelia holland i would never piss a songwriter off because you'll be branded as the second string loser for the rest of your life. - pierre

amelia holland i swear they’re normally house-trained - oscar

amelia holland he's lying - alex

tom holland YOU HAVE A GROUPCHAT WITH THEM??

amelia holland it's quite fun. murder is threatened at least 3 times a day and lestappen is in full force. it is no just for the camera, i genuinely think they're in love with each other

amelia holland yuki’s quite violent, in case anyone was wondering. he may be pocket sized but he holds a lot of rage

harry holland and who exactly is in this group chat and why haven’t we been invited?

amelia holland the twitch quartet, max, daniel, yukierre, estie bestie and his two husbands, twinkclaren, and me

harrison osterfield you call your boyfriend a twink?

amelia holland it’s a term of endearment - lando

amelia holland she calls lando a fucking weenie and she called someone a weird second string loser, so i’m okay with twink - oscar

amelia holland WE'RE KIDNAPPING AMELIA! WE'RE IN TEXAS BABY! - DANNY RIC

amelia holland SAVE US! - CHARLES & MAX

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someone's super excited to be back in texas COTA! pre-quali look with oscaroo. he's not happy at the moment, says it's too hot to be in texas. i agree. :) logan said he knew a place and took us to cane's. clearly one of them is happy to be here.

ameliaholland the plans made it out of the group chat, so when in texas...

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tuwaine I HAVE NEVER WANTED TO BE IN TEXAS SO BAD

↳ ameliaholland you're missing out so bad tuwaine

tomholland2013 AMELIA GRACE HOLLAND YOU BETTER NOT BE DRINKING!

↳ ameliaholland i'm not? there's a heineken in my hand? it's non alcoholic.

↳ landonorris she literally had shots with max. she's a liar.

↳ ameliaholland shut the fuck up norizz.

username oh god, i've never wanted to be apart of a friend group this bad

username thank goodness someone put boots on the correct way. if i saw another picture or video of the drivers with their jeans tucked into their boots i would riot.

↳ username i hope daniel scolded them for doing so.

samholland1999 PUT SOME PANTS ON AMELIA!

↳ ameliaholland I AM WEARING PANTS! IT'S CALLED SHORTS DINGBAT! IT'S HOT IN TEXAS

username now this is a group i never thought i would see hanging out. at least not all of them together.

username this is so iconic of them wtf?

georgerussell63 i have never met someone who can out drink max, please join us the next time we go out.

↳ harryholland64 did not know my little sister can out drink max verstappen but i'm somehow proud?

↳ username this just in, something max verstappen is not good at doing, out drinking amelia holland.

lilymhe we have to do this again!

↳ francesca.cgomes we do!

↳ alexandrasaintmleux oh, we should

↳ ameliaholland give me a time a place and i'll be there!

↳ carmenmundt count me in too! i would love to meet amelia.

↳ username icons meeting other icons, love to see it.

finish the lyrics with lando norris and oscar piastri

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user we were robbed of cowboy oscar!

user lando and the holland brothers being the captains of the oscar x amelia ship is so funny to me

user but who did lando call a dick and why?

↳ user probably harrison, if the context clues we've been provided are anything to go by.

↳ user lando has been their biggest defender since day 1 and i stand by that

user was i the only one who caught that brocedes reference?

↳ user lando knew what he was doing making that joke.

user lando casually wanted to remind everyone that oscar's brother-in-law is spider-man.

↳ user had to quickly flex on spidey's biggest fan, estie.

user and to think this whole joke started because of a taylor song.

user HE CALLED HIM A MUPPET!! THIS IS MONUMENTAL!

user lando is oscar and amelia's biggest defender, you can't change my mind.

↳ user it's oscmelia girl, get it right.

↳ user you're right my bad, terribly sorry.

harrison osterfield i don't exactly appreciate your friend and boyfriend calling me a dick online.

amelia holland and i didn't appreciate being strung along for almost 2 years...

sam holland HOW LONG?

tom holland but he was with his ex for almost a year?

tuwaine barrett oh damn

harry holland you have got to be fucking kidding me harrison.

zendaya never trust blonde men with blue eyes

amelia holland what about max and logan? zendaya never trust blonde men with blue eyes whose name starts with an h or a j. those two you can trust.

tom holland by the way how's oscar doing? we watched the race.

amelia holland a bit bummed about the dnf but that's the way things go in this sport. besides it's not like it can get any worse than this.

TWO HOURS LATER

amelia holland HOW COULD I BE SO FUCKING WRONG?!

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💋 i'm totally going to lose tonight... you're looking at the winner of the bowling tournament. it was luck really, but operation cheer up charles and oscar was a success.

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¡leclerc-s speaks! just when you think he can't get any worse, he does! i have very strong opinions about texas, in case that wasn't obvious. texas was my breaking point + brazil, in case you couldn't tell who my favorite drivers were, you do now.

¡disclaimer! this is in no way making assumptions about the people involved in this story, this is all fake. it is a fanfiction please don't take any of what is said seriously. this is all for entertainment purposes and as a creative outlet for me. enjoy!

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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

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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”

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𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧? - 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞

Pairing: Manservant!Haz Osterfield x CEO!Single mom!Reader

HO Masterlist || Ultimate Masterlist || Inspired by the Disney request from a while back

DISCLAIMER: *This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either products or the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.*

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: After being unsuccessful in getting acting jobs, Harrison looks for a job to pay his bills. You’re a spoiled rich kid who abruptly becomes the CEO of your family’s company after your parents decided to retire early.

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“Haz, what’re you doing?” Tom, Harrison’s best friend asked him. Tom Holland has been best friends with Harrison since they were 15. Both of them were aspiring actors, but they’re both struggling to get the parts that they want. Eventually, Harrison decided to find a real job. Thus, looking through the ad section on the newspaper.

“I’m looking for a job.” He shrugged. It wasn’t a big deal, really. He just wants to help his mum in paying the bills and since his acting career is dormant, he figured it’d be best to pursue something realistic and something quick.

Tom looked at him dumbfounded. He was in shock. Tom never thought Harrison, his best mate, would actually look for a job. “Um.. why? You have an audition to prepare for.” Tom pointed out.

“So?” Harrison said, not looking up from the newspaper.

“So?” Tom mocked and rolled his eyes. “It means you have no time to look for a job. You have to run your lines, memorize them, and internalize. Maybe get into character like a method actor or something, I don’t know! So, you can’t look for a job.”

“Joke’s on you because I just found one!” Harrison smiled and took off the cap of the marker with his teeth. He encircled the ad for working at a restobar as a waiter. He covered the marker again and put it on the table. He stood up from his seat and quickly went to his room to prepare his resume.

Tom quickly followed him and asked, “Aren’t you going to tell me what job you’re planning to apply for?”

“A waiter.” Harrison said simply as he typed away on his laptop.

Tom raised his eyebrows and nodded, “Okay. Well, good luck.”

“You should find a job too, Tom. We’re 20 for fuck’s sake. We’ve been auditioning for roles since we were 15 and nothing seems to be happening. Let’s just get a job, mate.” Harrison sighed in defeat. 

“Fine.” Tom said, crossing his arms. “But let me just get through this audition I have tomorrow and then I’ll look for a job straight after that. I’m starting to go broke anyway and I’ll honestly panic if butterflies come out of my wallet instead of money.”

“Same.” Harrison laughed.

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Harrison got the job. The restobar was desperate for people, so Harrison convinced Tom to apply there too and Tom got in as well. Now, they’re both working there.

The restobar was always busy and the customers tipped generously. It was great for Harrison and Tom. The restobar was more packed in the evening and during the day, families would have lunch there. The food was delicious and the staff is very accommodating. The restobar only had two floors and at the back, was the outdoor area where people could eat and have a cigarette. It was also there that jamming sessions would happen every night. It was awesome.

It’s late in the afternoon and Harrison was wiping a table clean after clearing the dishes. Tom was currently sitting on the bar stool at the bar counter while watching the news. At this hour, the restobar was low on customers and that gave the whole staff time to relax a bit.

Tom rubbed the drowsiness from his eyes and blinked when he saw the news about you; Y/N Y/L/N. Tom read the headline and his eyes widened. He turned to Charles, the bartender, and said, “Hey mate, could you turn it up a bit? Thank you.”

Charles turned up the volume a little causing all of the staff to pay attention to the news. Harrison, who just finished cleaning the table, was carrying the plastic box they put the plates in when he joined in to watch the news. He stood next to where Tom was sitting as the reporter rambled about you being the newest CEO of Y/L/N Inc.

Tom snorted, “Was it just last week that Y/N was found blackout drunk somewhere?”

“Yeah.” Charles laughed. “One of my mates told me that they saw her smoking weed once.”

Harrison looked at the two of them and shook his head, “That’s not very CEO-like, innit?”

“Sounds like a spoiled rich kid to me.” Jessica, the hostess, said. “If you Google her name, you’ll find endless articles about her lavish vacations and she’s profligate.”

“What does profligate even mean?” Tom asked as he turned to Jessica.

“It means she’s extravagant; she spends her money a lot on useless things.” Chazia explained and Tom nodded, satisfied with the answer.

“She’s filthy rich, though. She recently bought a small house in the Hamptons as a birthday gift for herself.” Elouise chimed in as she scrolled through her phone after Googling Y/N.

“These rich people will never learn, I swear. They think stuff is just handed to them because they’re rich. They’re all the same.” Hritz shook her head in annoyance.

“She’d never marry a poor bloke that’s for sure.” Luke said with a chuckle. “What a shame, though. She’s hot.”

“True.” Charles nodded in agreement.

“I mean, we shouldn’t judge her. What Elouise is seeing on Google right now are assumptions and one side of the story which means everything the tabloids say about her are just the side of the people who make those articles. We don’t know her story. For all we know, she doesn’t want to be a CEO. And while I agree that she’s spoiled, we should keep in mind that she was born into a rich family and she had no choice to be born into that family. With that being said, we should just let her be.” Harrison said before going to the kitchen to drop off the box of dirty plates.

“What’s up with him?” Charles asked Tom.

Tom shrugged and got out of the bar stool to check on Harrison. Tom entered the kitchen just as Harrison was about to go back out in the main area.

“Are you okay?” Tom asked and Harrison nodded. “Then what was all that rant about? Are you secretly Y/N?” He joked causing Harrison to break into a smile and chuckle.

“Nah. If I were Y/N, I wouldn’t be here right now.” Harrison said. “I’m okay, though. I really am. It’s just that I feel kind of bad for her, y’know? Everyone’s always watching her every move and judging her for it. She’s young too; she’s our age! She’s 20 and she’s a CEO already. I personally think that the reason why she’s being so reckless and extravagant is because she knew about her fate. She knew that she’ll be a CEO and that’s why she’s already living her life to the extreme. Because she knows that when she’s a CEO already, she won’t have time for anything else, not even herself.”

“I guess you’re right.” Tom trailed off.

“Of course I am. When was I ever wrong?” Harrison asked.

“When you dated Lea Berry. You were wrong about her.” Tom laughed and Harrison rolled his eyes at the mention of his ex.

“Yeah, fuck off.” Harrison shook his head and left the kitchen as Tom followed while laughing his ass off.

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Being born into a rich family was definitely a blessing. You were an only child and growing up, you got everything you wanted. As you grew, you realized that it was rather lonely living in a mansion. Your only best friend was your personal maid, Angela and she was as old as your mum. Angela played with you everyday and she took care of you. While your parents loved you very much, they were never really around often. You were like Richie Rich basically. Maybe that’s why you loved that movie so much.

Your education was very… fancy. You studied at an international school for your whole life and you decided that you didn’t want to go to university because you didn’t know what you wanted to do. Your parents supported your decision and because of that, they’ve decided to retire early and leave the company to you. Now, you’re the youngest CEO.

In terms of your love life, you only had flings. Relationships weren’t your thing. In fact, your relationship with your first boyfriend only lasted for two months. After that, you had endless flings here and there. You also do one night stands because it was easy. You kept safe, though. Protection is always important.

Your friends were really nice people. They weren’t snobs and you adored that about them. You loved the fact that you were associated with people like them. They would give to charities often and they would do outreach programs in third world countries. Sometimes, you’d tag along if your parents aren’t dragging you to a boring fancy event.

You and your friends would go to different countries just to get drunk and forget about your rich kid lives. All of you loved running away from what society expected of you. Like every normal person, you loved letting loose. That’s why it pisses you off when people call you out for going out a lot because you’re a normal person like them.

“Y/N, darling, I hope you’re ready to take over.” Your mum told you. She was excited for you to replace your father in the business. She’s been waiting for it ever since you were born. Your father was kind of bittersweet because he wasn’t ready to step down yet, but at the same time he knew he had to let go at some point.

“Just promise me you’ll take care of the business.” You dad smiled sadly. You eagerly nodded and said, “I won’t let you down, dad. I’ll do my best.”

“I trust you, sweetheart.” Your dad hugged you and kissed the top of your head. He pulled away and you bid your parents goodbye. You looked around your dad’s old office as you watched your maids pick up box after box of your dad’s stuff. One maid grabbed the picture frame on your dad’s desk and you were able to catch a glimpse of the photo. It was a family picture.

“You can leave that here.” You told the maid and she put back the photo before packing up the last box and leaving you all alone.

You took a deep breath and sat down on your dad’s chair. You exhaled through your mouth and grabbed the picture frame. It was an old photo of you and your parents. You could remember that day like it was yesterday.

You and your parents were in New York for your dad’s business trip. You were only seven years old and it was your first time abroad. Of course, you didn’t want to stay in the office at all. You wanted to explore. So, you and your mum walked around the city and you arrived at Central Park.

Your mum bought you a hotdog and for some reason that made you really happy. About thirty minutes later, your dad joined both of you. All three of you played tag and somehow your dad ended up giving you a piggyback ride whilst your mum stood beside your dad, throwing her head back in laughter.

A college student who was studying photography was nearby and captured the moment. They approached the three of you and instead of getting angry for taking your picture without permission, your dad bought it from them. Now, that picture stays in his office.

It’s been years and your dad didn’t have the heart to replace the wholesome family picture. To him, he’ll always remember you as his little girl who loved adventure and meeting new people.

You rummaged through the drawers and saw an unopened envelope that had your name on it. You brows furrowed in confusion as you grabbed and opened it.

To my little girl,

The time has come for you to replace me and I can’t believe that time came early. I have to remind myself that you’re not little anymore, but I know you’re still the same girl I raised and darling, I raised you right. Your mother and I raised you right.

I won’t lie… this job is hard and tiring, but I know you’ll be able to push through. You’re strong and smart and tough. I trust that you’ll make the right decisions and I’m confident that our company is in good hands. One day there’ll come a time when you’ll step down and pass it on to your child and I’ll be gone by then. Just know that when the time comes, you did an excellent job.

My father wasn’t there for me when I needed him because he passed on and I had no one because my mother was busy taking care of my younger siblings. What I’m trying to say is that I’m here for you whenever you need me. Call me anytime.

Love, dad

Your heart warmed at your dad’s letter as you put it on top of your desk. You shook off your nerves, got up from your seat and walked out of your office. You stood outside your office and watched the staff as they did their job. You cleared your throat and said, “Excuse me? May I have your attention please?”

Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at you. You gave them a nervous smile and said, “Hi everyone! As you may know, my father has decided to retire early. I’m his daughter, Y/N, and I will be replacing him. I’m not like my father and I know all of you loved him, but I’ll do my best and hopefully, we can all get along.”

Everyone just stared at you until one person spoke up, “You have some big shoes to fill in, sweetheart. Big shoes.”

You nodded and coughed awkwardly, “Alright, back to work people.”

This was going to be harder than you thought.

* * * *

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Golden Bullets - Harrison Osterfield Series

“Martini. Shaken, not stirred.”

Harrison Osterfield X Reader, James Bond!AU

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Series Warnings: sexual themes (no smut!), violence, pretty much anything a james bond movie would have (w/o the sex scenes)

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Harrison Osterfield, Agent 007, was once the best MI6 agent around with the astounding reputation as a womanizer. Between illegal gold smuggling and black market trading of weapons, he finds himself deeper in his latest mission than intended, weaving himself into a web of the criminal organization, S.P.E.C.T.R.E.. At the center of it all is the one woman who’s never fallen for his charms- you, Agent 006, the best MI6 agent, the new assistant director of the program, and his new partner.

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Series Teaser:

“I don’t need a nanny, M.” Harrison scoffed, shoving his hands in his suit pocket.

“No, you need a handler. You used to be one of my best agents until you got so reckless, but your new partner is my best agent and you will work under her orders.” M said definitively.

“Her?” He questioned, and, as if on cue, you walked through the large oak door.

“Q’s not quite done with the prototype DB10 yet.” You informed M, and Harrison looked between you and the director.

“Agent 007, meet the new assistant director and your new partner, Agent 006, Y/N Y/L/N.” M stated, and you smirked as Harrison’s jaw dropped. He was in for it now.

Prologue

Chapter One: On Her Majesty’s Secret Service

Chapter Two: License to Kill

Chapter Three: All The Time in the World

Chapter Four: Moonlight Trail

Chapter Five: Kiss of Death

Chapter Six: The Spy Who Loves Me 

Epilogue

Series Completed 8/12/20

Sequel series: Golden Hearts

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