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Can't get enough of you - Alpha!harry

56, 59, 62, 410- “I’d like to breed you”, “Be a good girl and spread your legs”, “Come on. Take it all on your own like a good little pet. and "I wouldn’t disturb him during his breeding season.

Summary: Harry had to get to work while his omega is on heat, but when he comes home he makes up for it :)

Word Count: 5.3k

Warnings: A/b/o elements, unprotected sex, oral sex 😈

Harry and Y/n were together long enough to know about each other's patterns and behaviors. They were quick to catch when one of them was sad, angry, happy, or frustrated, it was just natural. And this wasn’t different when it came to heats and ruts.

Of course, almost every alpha from a mile away could detect an omega in heat or another alpha during rut season, but Harry and Y/n were mates. That meant the destiny had tangled their souls together, with the responsibility of care and love for each other, they were deeply connected.

That’s why Harry was feeling shitty right now.

It was a Saturday morning and Harry had to go to work, which meant leaving his sad girlfriend alone and crying. Y/n was clutching to him at the couch, sitting on his lap and breathing his scent in and out, trying to smooth herself, but neither that nor Harry’s hand on her back were sufficient for her to stop crying.

“I just want to be with you, H,” she sobbed. “Why can’t you just stay here?!”

“My love, I already told you,” he held her jaw, making the girl look at him. “If it was any other day I would cancel and stay here with you, but the kids are waiting for me and there is no one to replace me.”

Harry worked at a boxing gym, teaching kids from 6 to 16 how to defend themselves and controlling their anger. He worked there with Niall and Mitch, but Mitch was sick and couldn’t attend today, so it was impossible to stay at home today, even if his heart was crashing looking at Y/n’s teary eyes.

“I won’t be safe if you aren’t here, Harry,” Y/n murmured, holding onto him as if her life depended on it.

“Hey, what’s that know? Of course, you are safe, you always are, my darling.” He got up with her in his arms. “We live in a good neighborhood and we got the best home security equipment.”

“But it’s not the same if I don’t have you home with me,” she mumbled against his neck. “It’s a Saturday, why do you even have to go there?”

Harry chuckled, “sweetheart, I always worked on Saturdays, ya know that.”

Y/n didn’t say anything back, staying quiet the whole way to their room, which looked like a mess right now with the blankets and pillows on the floor, evidence of their activities hours before.

“Let’s make you a nest, alright? So you can feel really warm and safe,” he said, putting her down to the floor. “How do you want it? Want more sheets?”

“Yes, please,” she answered, taking the pillows and placing them back on the bed, in a way they would make a barrier on the edges of the bed. She watched Harry as he opened the closet, taking the most fluff blankets out and giving them to her.

He also handed her the remote control to their tv, “here, darling, so you can watch some Netflix while I’m out.”

When Harry said the last words, Y/n’s pout started trembling, “I’m sorry I’m being clingy, It just hurts when you aren’t around,” she cried, hugging one pillow and tangling herself in between the sheets.

Harry dropped the control on the bed, running to her side as soon as the tears ran down her face, “baby, please don’t cry, it hurts my heart seeing you like this.”

“It’s just so unfair! I know you need to go for the kids, but why aren’t you on your rut too? Why did stupid Mitch need to get sick right this week?!” Now she was mad too, tightening her wrists together and looking angrily at Harry, waiting for him to match her feelings, but what came out of his mouth was the opposite.

“Hey, I don’t wanna hear you calling anyone names, do you understand?” he sternly asked the alpha in him slowly waking up. “You are my omega, and my omega isn’t disrespectful towards others, especially someone who is also your friend.”

The girl looked down in embarrassment, her jaw still tense in anger. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to be rude,” she murmured, getting closer to him, the submissive parts of her almost purred when he accepted her in his embrace.

“It’s alright, I understand your frustration. I will take care of you when I come back, though, I only have to teach two classes today anyways” he said while petting her hair and holding her tight against his chest.

They have been together since their teens years, they experienced their first heat and rut together. He just didn’t understand why they weren’t synced this time, well, either way, his rut was near, it was obvious by the dominant way he just handled her.

Normally she would be the one in control, having him wrapped around her finger. Just something about her made him walk around like a lost puppy looking for crumbs of attention. It had been like that since they were 18.

“Why don’t you lay down for a nap now? I think you are grumpy because we didn’t sleep much last night,” he said teasingly, trying to make her smile.

“It’s your fault actually,” she said, “you were all over me.”

Harry laughed, “you literally woke me up because you wanted my mouth on you.”

She hid her face on his neck, “and? It was not like you didn’t enjoy it.”

“True, I always appreciate having a taste of you,” he told her, kissing her temple. “Now I have to go, alright? Or else I will be late and Niall will kick my ass.”

“Niall kicking your ass? You could take him down in a fight in seconds,” Y/n stated, reluctantly getting off of him and sitting on the fort of pillows she and Harry just built.

Harry felt his cock twitching in his pants, he loved when she would feed his ego, telling him how strong and protective he was. He couldn't think too much about that though, or else he would have to be inside her right now, and he didn’t have the time.

"It's flattering how highly you think of me, sweetheart," he said, pulling Y/n to him and giving her a goodbye kiss, he wished he could stay and drown himself unto her. "I won't be home by lunch, so you'll need to eat alone, but you only need to reheat the spaghetti we made last night in the microwave."

"Okay, H, thank you," the omega said while covering herself with the blankets. She looked at him shyly, "can I have the shirt you are weaving now, please? Just want to smell you."

She said that as if their whole room wasn't impregnated with Harry's scent, she was lying exactly at the place they had sex just this morning, but Harry guessed she needed more.

"Of course, here," he said, taking his shirt off and giving it to her. The girl was fast to take it from his hand and undress her top, letting Harry see her amazing tits, which were quicker covered by his shirt.

Y/n snuggles into bed, even more, a sweet smile on her face, glad to be covered with his scent, Harry on the other way went to their walk-in closet, taking a black shirt to put on. He turned to her, picking his training bag on his way out, “you know you can call me, right? If your heat becomes too much you text me and I’ll be home in five minutes.”

“But the boxing gym is 20 minutes away.”

“And? I don’t care, I will be here if you really need me,” he said, getting closer to her. “You know I’m only going for the kids, right? Or else I wouldn't hesitate to be here.” Harry never wanted her to feel like she wasn’t his main priority, but her heat had started last night, so it wasn’t hurtful yet. She was just a little horny and bratty, though Harry couldn't complain about that, he loved her cheeky attitude.

“If you miss me just look at your necklace, yeah?” he continued, mentioning the small h pendant resting on her chest. He held her jaw, kissing her and resting her, “my little omega, gonna miss you so much.”

“I’ll miss you too, now go, I know Niall won’t be able to kick your ass, but those 6 years old will,” she teased him, “I’m gonna take a nap now, but let me know when you get there, okay?”

“Alright sweetheart, have a good nap. Call me if you need anything.” That was the last thing he said as he left the room, putting his bag on his shoulders and looking for his keys. Harry looked at his watch, he was gonna be late, and Y/n was right, Niall wouldn't kick his ass but the children would.

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“Did you just growl at me?!” Niall asked while taking a sip of his water, looking at the annoying alpha in front of him. He would be intimidated if he didn’t know Harry’s true personality.

Harry rolled his eyes, “Yes I did, you fucking cunt, you know Y/n is home alone and you just promised them-” Harry pointed at the kids, who were having a break, eating some snacks, “-that we would be here for another half an hour? What is wrong with you?”

“Hey, H calm down man,” Niall said, taking a step back, “I wouldn’t ask you to come if I knew you were in your rut.”

“I’m not in my rut, Y/n is in her heat.” Harry regretted the moment he said that, he knew it was normal to talk about ruts and heats, but he didn’t like to go around talking about Y/n’ cycles, that was something only in between them. “I promise her, that I would be home by the beginning of the afternoon, now I’m gonna have to stay in the fucking traffic because of your additional training.”

"Hey, calm down, the kids are looking," Niall told him. Harry looked back, watching the young faces looking at him uneasily, fuck. He hated when his nerves got the best of him, especially when he was away from Y/n, in some sort of way she always found a way to put him back in his place.

"Sorry, man I ju–" before he could finish, he heard the notification coming from the cellphone in his pocket, he unlocked his devices, seeing two messages from My pretty girl 🤍. "I'm gonna take this message, start training kicking with them."

Niall nodded and Harry turned his back to him, making his way to his office, "oh, don't put Grace and Matias near each other, Grace gets a bit aggressive when she's close to a boy."

"Yeah, yeah, don't worry man."

Harry continued his way, closing the door and getting into his office, a small space dedicated to deal with the gym's bureaucracy and talking to parents and kids whatever needed. He unlocked his phone again, clicking on Y/n's messages.

My pretty girl 🤍: Harry, did you left yet? Need you :(

My pretty girl 🤍: It's hurting, h. I'm so wet, come home, please.

Fuck, if he wasn't in rut before he sure as hell was now. His body was rigid, just like his cock, his hands in fists and breathing deeply, trying to calm down. The feeling of adrenaline and the need to be near her was almost on the edge of controlling him.

After years of ruts, Harry had learned to compose himself, especially if he was around people. As an alpha, people feared him when he wasn't with his mate, since alphas could get very aggressive during breeding season, and of course, Harry's last wish was to frighten anyone, especially while he was around the kids.

Another notification came, then another.

My pretty girl 🤍: Alpha, please :( The nest isn't warm anymore.

My pretty girl 🤍: Did I do something wrong? That's why you aren't answering me?

Fuck, he was an idiot, reading her messages and not answering. The rut would always make his mind dizzy.

Harry's phone: I'm so sorry sweet angel, Niall told the kids that we would stay a little more, but I'm already coming home.

Harry opened the drawers filled with useless papers, ones Y/n always told him to get rid of to make the office more organized, but he never had the time. He was throwing papers on the floor, trying to find the rut scent blockers so others wouldn't realize what he was going through.

Harry's phone: is your little pussy hurting, baby? Want me to take care of you?

Harry had no shame while on rut, his only thoughts were Y/n, breed, protect, fuck, Y/n.

My pretty girl 🤍: want you so much, I'm so empty.

The alpha opened the last drawer and there he found the scent blockers, a package with pills he made sure to always leave in the office for occasions like that. He quickly took one, without any water, now he had to wait 5 minutes until he could be masked.

Harry's phone: Go take your dildo, my love, put it in your pussy, and send me a picture.

My pretty girl 🤍: 2 attachments

Y/n's legs were opened, no underwear and a pool of her own wetness on the mattress, her pink dildo deep inside the beautiful pussy Harry worshiped since he became a man.

He shamelessly felt like cumming into his pants, the only reason he wasn't going to masturbate was because he didn't want to waste any cum when he had his pretty omega just waiting to be stuffed.

Harry's phone: you look so pretty, can't wait to come home, gonna lick your cunt clean. Now make you feel good, I'm already leaving.

The girl didn't send anything back, the green dot that showed she was online disappearing after his last order. He quickly took his bag and left the office, trying to find Niall and tell him to figure things out because he was going home, he couldn't stay away from Y/n for much longer. But unfortunately, he found Niall talking with one of the kid's dad, one that usually liked to make small conversation with him. Harry, of course, wasn't in the mood to talk.

"Hey Niall,' Harry said from far away, making the brunette and the dad turn to him, "Sorry man, but I really need to go home.."

Niall nodded, but the parent took one step forward and began saying, "Excuse me, but I wanted to talk to you, Harry! Grace has be–"

Before he could finish, Niall pulled him back by his shoulder, "I wouldn't disturb him during his breeding season if I was you."

Niall practically mumbled that not want to annoy Harry even more. When both men looked at the place where Harry was moments ago, they realized the man was already gone, the sound of the bell on the door indicating he was heading to the parking lot.

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Harry finally got home after 40 fucking minutes, he was right, the traffic was insane because of the number of people traveling to the beach. The alpha wasn't sure how he was able to not fight with anyone while going back home, considering there were a lot of people testing his patient, he just didn't understand why they needed to drive so slow.

He parked the car on their drive away carelessly, that was the last thing on his mind. Harry could swear he could feel Y/n's scent from the doorway, he hoped no one else was scenting her because this was only a privilege he was blessed to have.

When Harry opened the main door he quickly got rid of his shoes and belongings, basically throwing everything into a corner and running to his room, where his omega laid As soon as he got to the door he could hear her painful whimpers, his body being drenching in her scent.

The view which was met by his eyes was heavenly. His little omega lying on the bed, with her eyes closed, a glimpse of Y/n's pink dildo on her cunt, she wasn't masturbating herself with the toy, though, almost as if she just wanted to be full. Well, she wouldn't have to worry about that anymore.

"Puppy?" Harry said, trying to get her attention. He got closer to her, finally feeling his body relaxed when his hand touched her skin, "oh pup, you're burning up."

Omegas could get fevers when they were on heat to show how badly they needed an alpha to take care of them. "Look at the mess you made on the bed, my love," Harry told her with a pout on his face, "I didn’t take good care of you, huh?"

"Alpha," Y/n purred, throwing herself at him, pulling him in bed with her, she went directly to his neck, but something was off. "H, what's wrong, wanna smell you," she seemed stressed now. An alpha's scent had the ability to calm an omega in heat, so it was weird not having his scent all over her.

"I needed to take some blockers baby, my rut started while I was at the gym," he explained, putting her on his lap and taking his hand to her pussy, "but it will go back to normal soon, don't worry, now stay quiet and let me give your cunt some attention, yeah?"

"Okay, H," Y/n cried, giving herself to him.

Harry held her jaw and turned her head back, "I'm not H now, am I?"

"I'm sorry, alpha. Please touch me, I missed you."

"I missed you as well, my angel. Now be a good girl and spread your legs," he told her, placing her in between his own legs, her back touching his chest.

He started touching her inner thighs, feeling the way her wetness spread all over her skin, he took his thumb and index finger to stretch her big lips, and with his middle finger he felt the head of the dildo, which was deep inside her, "have I told you how pretty your cunt is, pup?"

Y/n moaned when he started masturbating her clit, "y-yes, alpha."

"Good thing you know, and you didn't shave, just how I like it." Harry grabbed the head of the sex toy, pulling it out of her softly, when it was completely out the girl started complaining.

"Shh, I'm gonna fuck you soon, just wanna play with you for a bit," Harry assured her, taking the dildo to her mouth, "clean it."

Y/n opened her mouth and Harry held the dildo on her tongue, gently fucking her mouth with it while she would spread her tongue around the silicone, cleaning her own mess, "so well behave, doing everything you are told to."

Her mouth was too occupied to answer him, considering she was taking the toy almost on her throat, good thing she had a lot of practice taking Harry’s cock deep in her mouth, enough not to alarm her gag reflex.

Harry started to tease her pussy, applying pressure until he finally sank into her, fucking her gently with his fingers while kissing the back of her neck, her hands were tugging his sweatpants, a sign she wanted him to take it off.

"A little eager, omega? That's alright, I am too." Harry said sweetly, stroking her hollowing cheeks from all the sucking she was doing. He lazily took the dildo from her mouth, a saliva string connected from her lips to the sex toy.

Harry needed to fuck her right now.

"Get in position, omega" he authoritatively told her, watching her getting away from his lap and standing on all four, her hip slightly higher than the rest of her body.

Doggy was the most recommended position to do during the breeding season, this way the alpha could get closer to the scent glands on the omega's neck. The omegas would also feel more submissive and protected, something they absolutely cherished whenever they were going through a heat.

Harry watched her from behind, her cunt wetting the inside of her thighs. She was still wearing Harry's shirt, the fabric going all the way till the beginning of her ass, which made his cock hardening on his pants. She was wearing a necklace with his initials, she was lying on his bed with his shirt on.

The alpha took off his pants and tugged at his cock through his boxers, teasing himself a bit before also discarding the piece of clothing along with his shirt, he was now naked, his cock hitting his naval.

He got on the bed, his knees on the side of Y/n's legs and hips touching her ass, his cock right at her butt, "I would like to breed you, will you let me, baby? Let me stuff you full of my cum until you can't walk?"

When she didn't answer Harry pinched her buttcheck, making her whine. "When your alpha asks you a question you answer, what's wrong with you? Don't you want my cum?"

She desperately looked back at him, a pout on her lips and eyes already teary, "I'm sorry alpha, I can't take it anymore. Please, do whatever you want with me"

Harry pulled her by the hair, hand pressing her chest so the pull wouldn't hurt, he teased her lips with his tongue, until he was kissing her roughly, "you promise me you'll be good now?"

"Yes, I'm sorry I didn't answer you," she said, “have me, please.”

The man kissed her cheek, placing her gently into the position she was before. “Good, now just lay there, I’m gonna take care of you.” With that the girl laid her head on the pillow, closing her eyes and waiting for the amazing feeling only her alpha could provide.

Harry put one of his arms by the side of her body while his other one guided his throbbing cock into her warm hole, her walls hugging his member nicely as the couple moaned together in relief to connect again.

“Oh god, it feels so good,” Y/n purred, hands holding tight into the duvet, “move, please”

“Calm down, baby, let me feel you for a bit,” he whispered to her. She was so wet and warm, made for him, “Look so pretty like this, all full of me.”

He brought his hand to her clit, touching it just the way he knew it would make her cum in minutes, at the same time he started moving his hips into her in shallow thrust, Harry didn’t wanna release any time soon, instead, he wanted to make sure Y/n was satisfied and taken care of.

His middle and index fingers were making up and down movements on her little button, the alpha was taking his time with her, she was sensitive and hated when he masturbated her too harshly. When his finger picked up a good path the girl started moaning below him, mouth wide open in pleasure.

Harry was pounding his hips into her, trying to find that special spot inside her, he tried turning his body a bit more to the right, finally hitting on her g-spot.

“Alpha, please, keep going,” Y/n begged, tears on her cheeks, “right there, so deep.”

“Am I making you feel good?” Harry wanted his ego to be stroked, wanted her to assure him he was the only male who would give her pleasure, the only male allowed to touch her skin.

“Yes, you’re so big, alpha,” she mewled, “I’m so lucky to have you.”

Harry let his body relax and pressed himself on her back, being even closer now, “I’m the lucky one, my heart,” he whispered in her ear, kissing the side of her face, “my pretty girl, ya got me by my heart when we were still teens.”

Harry’s hips and fingers were working together to bring the girl to an orgasm, he knew she was close. “Never had such a perfect pussy before, made for me I swear.”

“I’m gonna cum, alpha, so close.”

“Yeah? It’s okay, you can let go for me, I’m right here,” Harry told her, while sucking on her neck, leaving marks for anyone to see, working faster on her clit.

She didn’t take much longer, cumming hard on his cock while her pussy pulsed around him and her body shattered, Harry continued his deep thrusts, taking his fingers from her as her body went limp.

“How are you, baby?” Harry asked while pounding into her.

Y/n could barely formulate full sentences, giving the state her release left her, “I'm so warm, alpha feeling so good” she whispered against the pillow. “Can I go on top, please? Wanna look at you.”

Harry’s heart softened by hearing the tone of her voice, “Of course my angel, come on.” He pulled off of her arm cunt, he looked down at his cock and noticed the amount of pre-cum on his head, if he didn’t have had the vasectomy he was sure Y/n and he would have a handful of children by now.

The Alpha sat on the bed with his back on the headboard, Y/n promptly sat on his lap, quickly connecting their mouths together, “You were away for so long,” she whispered, putting her head on his shoulders while his arms embraced her.

“I know, I’m sorry, never leaving you again,” he cupped her cheeks, kissing her again.

“Not even for the kids at the boxing gym?" She teased.

No, no even for them, you little brat,” he said, holding her closer, his cock twitching against her belly, “now ride me, sweetheart, still need to knot you.”

Y/n smiled at him and got herself right on his cock, her wet slit meeting his pink member as she sank on him, Harry always stretched her, but when she was on top he could even reach her cervix. She sloppy started bouncing up and down his cock, the pleasure on Harry’s face making her pick up her rhythm.

“So warm around me, omega,” Harry said, he grabbed the rem of her shirt and pulled off her body, he stared at her tits and enjoyed the way they bounced anytime she would move up and down his cock. He placed his mouth on her already erected nipple and started sucking on it, he brought her even closer to him, hearing her sweet moans.

He fucking loved her boobs, somedays he would only leave the bed if got a taste of them for at least 15 minutes. They were so beautiful, so fucking delicious, he loved leaving hickeys on them, it was his little special place on her body.

“I don’t know why, but your skin is mouthwatering, every time I put my tongue on you my cock gets hard,” he muttered to her while taking her two wrists in his hand, locking them behind her back, making the rolls of her hips more sloppy.

“Gotta work for it, pup, rub yourself against me.” he took the skin of her neck between his teeth, teasing the place where he first bit her when they became mates, “need ya to cum one more time before I knot you.”

Harry held her hips harshly, digging his finger in her soft meat, so instead of going up and down, she was rubbing against his pelvic bone with his cock deep inside her cunt, “C’mon on, little omega, drench me, yeah?”

The alpha came back to suck her tits while dictating the pace of her hips, some moments later he felt her walls contracting and her thighs shaking, “cumming, pup?” he asked, even though he already knew the answer.

The girl left moaned in response, digging her nails in the skin of his muscular arm, and biting his shoulder. Her whole body shattering above Harry’s as she let herself fall into him.

“You okay, little omega?” Harry asked, setting her wrists free and massaging them, “talk to me, angel.”

Y/n laid her head on his shoulder, breathing heavily and trying to get the control back to her body, “I’m good, alpha, that felt very nice,” she whispered, her warm breath hitting Harry’s skin, “but I still want to knot, please?” She looked at him with the most adorable puppy eyes.

“You’re so pretty, angel.” he pecked her lips, “lay down on your back, gonna knot you.”

Y/n did what he said, and in a short amount of time Harry was already above her, his face on her neck. giving her soft bites. His scent also had come back, she would make a home on his body if he let her.

“Ready, puppy?” He asked while entering her.

“Yes, I wanna be full,” she said smiling.

Harry didn’t take too long to start pounding inside her body again, his thrusts were deep and fast, his only desire was to breed, to get his omega full of his cum until she was dripping with his seed. He was holding her hip while the other hand was on the headboard, trying to create some stability as he fucked his mate.

Each minute that passed he was becoming more desperate to come, he was fully slamming himself now, the headboard hitting the bed with each thrust. The girl beneath him was moaning as never before.

When he felt like his orgasm was near he warned her, feeling his knot growing on the base of his cock, with 5 more thrusts he was coming inside her, ropes and rope of his seed hitting her cervix as his knot locked them together. Harry placed his head to her chest, catching his breath along with his omega.

His hips haven’t stopped moving, a few involuntary moves of his hips made him ejaculate again, leaving his girl full of him.

“Jesus fucking christ,” he said.

“Yeah, I know,” Y/n laughed, “We certainly outdid ourselves this time.”

Harry kissed her collarbone, “Let me spoon you, we need to wait until the knot loosens itself,” he said swiftly, holding her hips until they were laying on their side with Harry hugging her from behind with his cock tucked nicely inside her.

“Are you comfortable? Want a blanket?” he asked, his alpha’s instincts kicking in to give her whatever she needed.

“No, baby, I’m very well, I just can’t feel my legs.”

“I’m sorry, pup. I will give the best massage on your thighs later, also gonna make whatever you want for dinner,” he said, smelling her neck and letting his body get comfortable with his angel.

The couple laid in silence, after what was about 15 minutes the knot had already loosened. “Gonna pull out, pup, you might be a little sore,” He gently told her while pulling out in the softest way possible.

He knew they wouldn’t have a second round in the next hours, but the sight of his cum dripping out of Y/n’s pretty cunt made his cock twitch, “is there something wrong? Why are you staring at it?” the girl asked embarrassed, closing her legs and depriving Harry of his favorite view.

He opened her legs softly.“Hey, no need to hide from me, alright? Just love looking at your pussy,” he shamelessly said while going down on her and spreading her big lips to look closely at her dripping hole, more of his cum dripping out as she contracted herself.

The alpha brought his mouth to her cunt, sucking sloppily, tasting the mix of their release, he was flickering his tongue, fasting on her, but a tap on his head made him stop.

“Baby I really can’t take another orgasm right now, can we just cuddle, please?” she asked timidly.

Harry cleaned his chin for her wetness, cuddling behind her, “I’m sorry, pup, just can’t get enough of you.”

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Part 1 Part 2

She thought this is what heaven must be like. Just Harry’s beautifully tanned—even in November—smiling face, laughing and looking so utterly blissful.

She tapped on the sides of her latte while Harry blasted the heater at her. “Are y’comfortable?” He asked making sure she was settled and buckled before leaving the station.

Nodding, she shifted the blower away from her face. “It’s good...just a bit much on my face,” she smirked. “Warm...” she assented from his directive to get in the car. “S’probably better than the cold,” she added for his benefit.

He frowned for a moment. “Good...m’sorry for being demanding,” he said sheepishly tapping on the steering wheel. “I...I would jus’ hate if something happened to y’kitten.”

Sipping her latte, she nodded again feeling some of the awkwardness she felt while waiting for Harry to come to the library. It was just so weird to be alone with him when he was so utterly gorgeous and lovely and she was...her. “S’okay, I’m very appreciative...even if it’s really not necessary.”

“Kitten,” he said rolling his eyes at her as he finally put the car in gear. He pulled out of the parking lot slowly abiding all traffic laws and being wary of the chilly night may cause a touch of ice on the roads form the damp drizzle yesterday. She was admiring the way his hands gripped the steering wheel and she wondered if she ever noticed anyone’s hands on a steering wheel or if it was just because it was Harry. “S’cold, s’dark, and you’re a beautiful girl walking ‘round college campus. It’s absolutely necessary,” he stated it so matter-of-factly. As if it was common knowledge to anyone that knew her.

She tried to think about how kind he was in those two sentences. It was more than enough to drive her home...to call her beautiful...? Her brain was spinning. It was getting easier to talk to him after the tutoring session. Now that he called her beautiful it was nearly back to square one. “Uh...right at the next road,” she managed after a moment remembering Harry didn’t know where he was going even though her entire life seemed out of sorts knowing Harry thought she was beautiful. Harry didn’t seem to notice her need for recovery.

“M’glad m’driving you home,” he said. “Now I’ll know for tomorrow,” he explained.

Tomorrow. She was going to spend some time with Harry every day from now until the end of the semester...nearly a month and a half of seeing Harry for some stretch of time. “Yeah,” she nodded quietly. “That’s true,” she sipped her coffee again trying to quell the unsteady rhythm of her heart hoping Harry couldn’t hear it from his seat. “It’s just up on the left here,” she pointed. “The one with the blue car out front,” she said.

Harry pulled in and parked. “See? Now you’re all warm and home quicker,” he smiled.

She smirked and glanced out the window again. “Thank you,” she said sweetly. Harry eyed the house that must have held multiple apartments.

“Nice place, do y’like it?”

She nodded. “M’gonna be decorating tonight so you’ll be just in time to enjoy the festivities.”

Harry tossed his head back and chuckled. A dimple appeared in his left cheek—the one closest to her and she thought she might melt into his car’s seat. His brown locks shook as he did. She thought this is what heaven must be like. Just Harry’s beautifully tanned—even in November—smiling face, laughing and looking so utterly blissful. “S’not even December, kitten,” he chuckled out the reminder.

She smiled weakly and she wondered if he noticed her blushing. He was so cute, and he was...enjoying his time with her? He wasn’t kicking her out of the car—which he very well could have. He drove her home, which he didn’t need to do...she was home now.

But instead, he stayed.  “I think people are generally nicer during Christmas,” she said softly. “I like to enjoy it longer than 25 days,” she explained. “I would...I would put the feeling of Christmas in every month if I could.”

Harry’s laughter died off and his expression softened. He tilted his head at her. “You’re...gonna decorate by yourself?” He asked his eyebrows pinching together. She wanted to smooth out the wrinkle on his perfect face. Not that he was distressed about her specifically, but she would never want him to be stressed over her.

Harry was thinking about how he and Gem always decorated at his mum’s on December 1st. It was already marked in his calendar. It was always nice to be with his family for the holiday and decorating together was just a lovely bonding time for them. Decorating by herself seemed...well not sad, but he just didn’t want her to be lonely.

She nodded. “Yeah...I...I do a lot of things alone. But I don’t mind. I’m...I’m pretty good at being alone.”

He bit his lip. “D’you...d’you need help decorating?” He wondered. It wasn’t intended to be pushy. He really didn’t want her to be lonely. There was a great difference between being alone and being lonely. “I’d be happy t’help you if y’do.”

Harry turned to face her more directly and she was already gazing at his profile, so they made direct eye contact. It was the first time he got to hold her gaze for any length of time and his breath nearly caught in his throat. When his mum told him that she was serious about his grades and education and he better find a tutor and fast, she was the only person he could think of in the class that would even remotely have a chance of saving him. But the only reason he knew that is because while he tried with everything in him to focus during the godforsaken course, his eyes were glued to the beautifully sweet girl seated up front hanging on their professor’s every word.

Whenever she spoke, in class or in the short times he was with her individually, he clung to every word from her mouth. He couldn’t help but stare at the two pink lips that twisted into a beautiful smile and spoke so gently and lovely even when she was talking in the gibberish language she called physics. He was hesitant to ask her, arguing with his mum from a distance over the phone about how he didn’t know anyone.

You don’t know anyone in the class, Harry? No one that will take money to help you?

S’an early class, Mum...and people are busy!

Harry. This is the second time. Find the smartest person in the class.

And Harry knew there was only one person he could ask.

Okay, Mum...I’ll...I’ll call you in a bit.

Part of him hoped she would say no. She was much too smart and too adorable to help Harry. But when she said yes, Harry was so thankful. It was the best decision he made to ask her. It was only one session and he already felt more confident that he could do this with her help. It didn’t even seem nearly as daunting or hopeless as he believed it would be.

So, there they sat, staring at each other like idiots in the front of his car while he waited for her to invite him in or tell him to leave her alone. Harry didn’t know what he wanted her to answer. Of course, he wanted to come up with her and help. He was already obsessed with spending time with her. But she was definitely a quiet person and Harry would never fault her for wanting some alone time. He would be seeing her tomorrow and that was more than he deserved of this precious girl’s time.

What he really wanted was to reach out and touch her face or her hair...just to be closer to her. He seemed so far away in the space of his car even though it was the exact opposite. He couldn’t imagine kissing her. He was certain if he let those thoughts take over, he was done for.

And there was no way that this beautiful, intelligent, Christmas angel was going to want to kiss an idiot like him.

Finally, she answered. “I’d like that.”

[harryimaginedstories]

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Hii everybody!  In the next month I won’t have time to write much, however I want you all to know that I would love if we kept talking sometimes. Because I love it! I love talking and discussing things with you no matter what it’s about.  So please know that my ask is always open for anything! Conversations ‘bout Harry or any of the other boys, your personal thoughts or something about your day. Anything. Literally. 

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[harrysfolklore]

GRAMMY NOMINATED BOYFRIEND

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//

“It’s okay to be nervous, love.”

“I know, but I’m not nervous, I promise.”

You were currently in yours and Harry’s Los Angeles home, sitting on the large couch placed in the back patio, Harry’s phone on the wood table in front of you, waiting for the call from his manager Jeffrey that would tell you if Harry’s House had been nominated for Grammy Awards or not.

Harry had a bittersweet relationship with that award show, in 12 years you’ve been together you’ve had to pick up the pieces when they didn’t recognize his work like it deserved, the worst one being when his debut song, Sign of the times, got completely looked over and he felt disappointed.

“Deep down I knew releasing that one as a debut single wasn’t the right choice” Harry said after hanging up with his manager, the news of his song and album not being nominated for Grammys were just delivered to him.

“Don’t, okay? I’m not going to let you put yourself down, Sign of the times is an amazing song and just because some pretentious committee full of dudes who have never written a song in their life decided that they didn't want to nominate it doesn't mean that you should doubt yourself or your talent, I'm proud of you and I will always be" and you mean it, you were always going to be proud of him.

Now, however, and after winning one of the prestigious awards last year, he claimed that his relationship with them changed and he’s not looking for their recognition anymore. But you knew how much he loved Harry’s House and that it was his most personal work to date, and a nod from the Grammys would make him really happy.

“You know, Harry’s House is the album of the year, whether they recognize it or not,” you said as you placed your chin on his shoulder and kissed his temple softly, “If your name is not on that nominations list, which is impossible, that doesn’t mean you didn’t do an outstanding album that touched multiple people’s hearts, and you shouldn’t feel any less proud of what you did.” you told him sincerely, his eyes glued to the device in front of you and his arms resting on his knees.

He took a moment before replying, “I know, I’m proud of what we did with this record and I know these pretentious awards don’t make me as an artist, but there’s still so much expectation, you know?” he let his words linger in the air and you couldn’t help but feel your heart squeeze a bit, no matter how many years passed, he still felt like he needs to meet some expectation and that makes him pressure himself.

“Hey, listen,” you grabbed his face and made him look at you before continuing, “You don’t need to meet anyone’s expectations, not even mine, you’ve been in this industry for 12 years and you’ve proved to every single person who has doubted you that you have what it takes and you should be proud of that, baby,” you stroked his cheek with your thumb for a moment, his eyes looking soft and a bit watery, “You don’t need any awards or nominations to validate that you’re a great singer and songwriter, and we’re still going to be proud of you no matter what.” you finished your little speech and kept your eyes locked with his, he moved his head to the side to kiss one of your palms gently, then he grabbed both of your hands and placed them on his chest just above his heart, something he has always done in the 12 years you’ve been together.

“I love you, you know?” his voice was soft and tender, and you couldn’t help but melt at the man in front of you, no matter how many years pass, he still gives you butterflies like when you were teenagers, “All these songs are about you, all I do is for you, I don’t care about the stages and the awards if you’re not by my side.” he grabbed your face and placed a kiss on your lips, you stayed like that for a few minutes until the ringing from his phone made you turn your heads.

“Fuck, It’s Jeff,” he said as he grabbed the device and placed it on his ear, your stomach clenching as your own nerves kicked in, “Hey mate, oh really? I mean, that’s good I guess, no yeah I’m good just surprised, I- thank you, thank you so much, love you too, I’ll ring you again later” that was all you could hear and as he hung up his phone finishing the call, you were left with confusion over what had happened.

“And? What did Jeff say?” you said after a few minutes of silence from Harry, you were completely puzzled since his expression was blank and his eyes weren’t telling you anything.

“I’m nominated” he monotonously let out, you could tell that he was still taking it in, totally opposite of you, not being able to contain your excitement and letting out a high pitched squeal.

“Oh my god Harry! You’re nominated!” you threw your arms around his neck and he immediately wrapped his around your torso, “Baby, you’re nominated, you did it!” you let go of this neck to look him in the eyes, and when you saw that they were getting glossy, with tears threatening to come out, your heart grew twice its size, not being able to hold the amount of pride you felt for the man you loved.

“Shit, I’m nominated,” he spoke again, “Seven nominations. Album of the year baby, the most important category, I did it, fuck” he was absolutely gobsmacked, a smile finally appearing on his face and small happy tears rolling down his cheeks.

“I’m so proud of you H, this is huge,” you hugged him again, kissing his jaw, “You deserve this so much.” you kissed his jaw and neck a couple more times until he grabbed your face with both of his hands and made you kiss his lips.

“I love you so much, fuck, I’m so happy!” he said before kissing you again, you went on for a few minutes until you remembered that he must have a couple of people to call and tell them the news.

“Wait, shouldn’t you be calling Mitch, Tyler and the rest of the guys? Your mom too! She’s going to be so happy” you rambled for a minute, being interrupted by his lips on yours again.

“They can wait, baby, don’t you want to celebrate your Grammy nominated boyfriend? Because I have a couple things in mind we could do.” and he kissed you again, dragging both of you inside your house, a long day of celebrations ahead of you.

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[satellite-evans]

something to celebrate grammy nominee h !!! i hope you like this

if you want early access to my work, exclusive blurbs and polls subscribe to my patreon

//

“It’s okay to be nervous, love.”

“I know, but I’m not nervous, I promise.”

You were currently in yours and Harry’s Los Angeles home, sitting on the large couch placed in the back patio, Harry’s phone on the wood table in front of you, waiting for the call from his manager Jeffrey that would tell you if Harry’s House had been nominated for Grammy Awards or not.

Harry had a bittersweet relationship with that award show, in 12 years you’ve been together you’ve had to pick up the pieces when they didn’t recognize his work like it deserved, the worst one being when his debut song, Sign of the times, got completely looked over and he felt disappointed.

“Deep down I knew releasing that one as a debut single wasn’t the right choice” Harry said after hanging up with his manager, the news of his song and album not being nominated for Grammys were just delivered to him.

“Don’t, okay? I’m not going to let you put yourself down, Sign of the times is an amazing song and just because some pretentious committee full of dudes who have never written a song in their life decided that they didn't want to nominate it doesn't mean that you should doubt yourself or your talent, I'm proud of you and I will always be" and you mean it, you were always going to be proud of him.

Now, however, and after winning one of the prestigious awards last year, he claimed that his relationship with them changed and he’s not looking for their recognition anymore. But you knew how much he loved Harry’s House and that it was his most personal work to date, and a nod from the Grammys would make him really happy.

“You know, Harry’s House is the album of the year, whether they recognize it or not,” you said as you placed your chin on his shoulder and kissed his temple softly, “If your name is not on that nominations list, which is impossible, that doesn’t mean you didn’t do an outstanding album that touched multiple people’s hearts, and you shouldn’t feel any less proud of what you did.” you told him sincerely, his eyes glued to the device in front of you and his arms resting on his knees.

He took a moment before replying, “I know, I’m proud of what we did with this record and I know these pretentious awards don’t make me as an artist, but there’s still so much expectation, you know?” he let his words linger in the air and you couldn’t help but feel your heart squeeze a bit, no matter how many years passed, he still felt like he needs to meet some expectation and that makes him pressure himself.

“Hey, listen,” you grabbed his face and made him look at you before continuing, “You don’t need to meet anyone’s expectations, not even mine, you’ve been in this industry for 12 years and you’ve proved to every single person who has doubted you that you have what it takes and you should be proud of that, baby,” you stroked his cheek with your thumb for a moment, his eyes looking soft and a bit watery, “You don’t need any awards or nominations to validate that you’re a great singer and songwriter, and we’re still going to be proud of you no matter what.” you finished your little speech and kept your eyes locked with his, he moved his head to the side to kiss one of your palms gently, then he grabbed both of your hands and placed them on his chest just above his heart, something he has always done in the 12 years you’ve been together.

“I love you, you know?” his voice was soft and tender, and you couldn’t help but melt at the man in front of you, no matter how many years pass, he still gives you butterflies like when you were teenagers, “All these songs are about you, all I do is for you, I don’t care about the stages and the awards if you’re not by my side.” he grabbed your face and placed a kiss on your lips, you stayed like that for a few minutes until the ringing from his phone made you turn your heads.

“Fuck, It’s Jeff,” he said as he grabbed the device and placed it on his ear, your stomach clenching as your own nerves kicked in, “Hey mate, oh really? I mean, that’s good I guess, no yeah I’m good just surprised, I- thank you, thank you so much, love you too, I’ll ring you again later” that was all you could hear and as he hung up his phone finishing the call, you were left with confusion over what had happened.

“And? What did Jeff say?” you said after a few minutes of silence from Harry, you were completely puzzled since his expression was blank and his eyes weren’t telling you anything.

“I’m nominated” he monotonously let out, you could tell that he was still taking it in, totally opposite of you, not being able to contain your excitement and letting out a high pitched squeal.

“Oh my god Harry! You’re nominated!” you threw your arms around his neck and he immediately wrapped his around your torso, “Baby, you’re nominated, you did it!” you let go of this neck to look him in the eyes, and when you saw that they were getting glossy, with tears threatening to come out, your heart grew twice its size, not being able to hold the amount of pride you felt for the man you loved.

“Shit, I’m nominated,” he spoke again, “Seven nominations. Album of the year baby, the most important category, I did it, fuck” he was absolutely gobsmacked, a smile finally appearing on his face and small happy tears rolling down his cheeks.

“I’m so proud of you H, this is huge,” you hugged him again, kissing his jaw, “You deserve this so much.” you kissed his jaw and neck a couple more times until he grabbed your face with both of his hands and made you kiss his lips.

“I love you so much, fuck, I’m so happy!” he said before kissing you again, you went on for a few minutes until you remembered that he must have a couple of people to call and tell them the news.

“Wait, shouldn’t you be calling Mitch, Tyler and the rest of the guys? Your mom too! She’s going to be so happy” you rambled for a minute, being interrupted by his lips on yours again.

“They can wait, baby, don’t you want to celebrate your Grammy nominated boyfriend? Because I have a couple things in mind we could do.” and he kissed you again, dragging both of you inside your house, a long day of celebrations ahead of you.

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