#i forgot about niall today

[hl-obsessed]

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[thecuriousbeauty]

One more to love

(Famous!reader x Husband!harry )

Synopsis- You decide to surprise your husband for Valentine's Day. Harry's on Tour in Canada, not expecting you at all. You get back home after a few fun filled days with him and only when you fall sick does a doubt arise in your head. Can love making on the day of love lead to a baby?

This can be treated as part 2 to this, or you can read it as a stand alone.

Word count:6.7K

Warnings: Smut, some really sweet intimacy, praising. Lots of fluff, Harry being the sweetest husband, mentions of performance anxiety, pregnancy. Oh and watch out for best friend! Niall

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You leaned over the mirror as you swiped red lipstick over your lips. You reserve wearing red lips for special occasions. It was safe to say that today was one. You were in Toronto, to surprise your husband for Valentine’s Day! He was on tour, and you were busy with a few song recordings so neither of you could see each other in the last two months.

"Do I look okay?", you asked your friend Kiara, as you smack your lips together, before stepping away from the mirror. 

"Hell, you look amazing.", Kiara said. You were wearing a sheer black top, ripped blue jeans and boots. You let your hair down in waves, and you were pretty satisfied with your look.

"He's going to get hard from just looking at you.", she said, making you laugh. “You sure you can’t come along?”

Kiara, one of your best friends is a model. You had flown out to Toronto with her from London. She had some work here for the next few days.

“Wish I could, but gotta go babe.”, Kiara pulls you into a hug. “Have fun with your man, eh?”

“Oh I will.”, you grin at the thought of seeing Harry. “I’ll see you soon Ki, thanks for helping me get ready.”

“Of course. See ya!”

You were now alone in the hotel room, your car was going to be here soon, that’ll take you to the venue Harry’s performing at. While you were putting on your heels, you got a call from another one of your best friend’s.

"Hello Nialler!”, you answer. If it wasn’t for Niall, you’d be a complete mess whenever you felt sad and alone about Harry being on tour. Even though Niall always annoyed the crap out of you, you know you’re lucky to have him as your close friend. You can count on him. 

"Can yeh explain why there is a huge bunch of roses, chocolates and a big teddy bear on yeh doorstep?", Niall asks, making your face light up. 

“Aw! That must be Harry. He might have had it shipped.”

“Yeh, looks like. I forgot it’s Valentine’s Day.” 

“Wait, why are you at my house? You breaking in when I’m not around?”, you gasped.

“Not sure if it’s breaking in if the owner gave me the keys.”, Niall snorts. “And I’m just dropping by to search for my favorite hoodie I think I left here.”

“Can you please move all the things Harry sent safely into the house for me?”

“What if it’s not Harry? What if it’s your secret admirer?”, Niall gasps, and you laugh, shaking your head. “Oh, wait! There’s a card. Yes, it’s Harold, alright.”

“Of course it is. What does the card say?”

“You can see for yourself when you’re back.”, Niall says, and you hear noises of him moving things. “I’m gonna leave everything here except the chocolates. They look good, y/n.”

“No! Harry got them for me!”

After you convinced Niall to leave your chocolates alone, and he found his hoodie, he was locking your house and rushing to work. Your car was here to take you to the venue, and you took your bag having things you got for Harry, before getting in. Jeff greeted you backstage and unfortunately for you, the show started a little bit earlier than the scheduled time so your man was already on stage. 

Never mind, you could wait until the show was over. 

Your heart did a leap as you finally saw your husband. He wore a pink suit, hair perfectly done, and the crowd screamed as he moved around on stage. You loved watching Harry perform. He was in his element. 

Something was thrown to him onstage and he caught it. He got to know that it was a bra only when he looked at it and he shrieked, throwing it away. 

"Excuse me?", Harry said into the mic. "No throwing me bras, you know why?"

"WHY?”

"Because I'm a happily married man!", he did a dramatic hair flip and showed the crowd his hand bearing the wedding ring, making you giddy. That was your man right there. "The only bra I'd like to catch is my wife's and my wife's only!"

You blushed.

You hid when the team came off stage.

“Good show, guys, well done.”, Harry says as he makes sure to hug all his team members.

"Wait, Harry, we have a surprise for you.", Claire said. 

Harry turns to look at her, smiling already. He loves surprises. "I do?" 

"Yes.", she said. "Would you kindly close your eyes?"

"Why?"

"Mitch, please do the honors."

Mitch closed Harry’s eyes with his palms. “What the hell?”

Mitch just laughed in reply. You came out of your hiding place, and the people on his team who didn’t know that you were here gasped, some of them clapped waiting for Harry’s reaction. 

"What? Is it the President?", Harry joked.

As he stood there clueless, Mitch pulled away and you wrapped your arms around him. You were so happy to be in his arms again. You squeezed his waist, pressing your head against his chest. Harry quickly wrapped his arms around you when he realized it’s you. Only you could fit like a perfect little puzzle in his arms.

Harry hugged you tighter and kissed the top of your head. "y/n?”, he whispers.

"Happy Valentine's day baby!", you smiled at him and pulled away. Then you got down on one knee and pulled out a rose bouquet from behind your back offering it to him. His hands flew to his mouth in shock.

"F-For me?", Harry squeaked looking at the beautiful flowers. You beamed and nodded. Other guys might not like flowers so much, but Harry does, and you know it.

"T-thank y-you.", Harry stuttered and took them. He remained speechless with shock for a while and you let him take his time. You were still on one knee so he shifted the flowers to one hand and held your hand with the other, pulling you up. 

"H-Hi.", Harry blurted out and you giggled, kissing his cheek.

"Hey."

"Are you r-real?"

You laughed and stood on your tiptoes, closing your eyes before pressing your lips to his. Harry closed his eyes too, pulling you closer by your waist, feeling himself getting lost as the kiss deepened. As much as you wanted to keep kissing him, you were around others, so you pulled away slowly. “Does it seem real now?”

"Too much PDA!", Mitch complained, covering his eyes.

"Deal with it buddy!", you said. 

 Harry looked from her to Mitch. "Did you know?", he asked Mitch.

"We all did.", he said motioning to the rest of his crew. 

"See babe, Kiara had the fashion week here, so I flew with her to surprise you. I told these guys and made them promise not to tell you. I'm sorry for not answering your calls today, now you know why. Did you get surprised?", you explained, still in his arms.

"I-I yeah!", Harry said and you giggled and hugged his neck. 

"Oh H, you look like a tomato.", Sarah said. Harry shot her a glare. 

"Cute though.", you  kissed his nose. "I love you.", Harry whispered. He cupped your cheeks and stroked his thumbs on them, taking in every part of you, a smile tugging at his lips. His eyes fixed on your plump red lips, his favorite lipstick on you. “God, I fucking love you. You look incredible, love."

“Thank you, so do you! And, I love you too.”

Harry grinned. “Thank you so much for coming, this is the best Valentine’s day present ever. You! I’m so happy. Did you watch me perform!?”

“Of course I did! You were great!”

"Thanks! How long are you gonna be with me?"

"Um, four days. I go back to London Saturday morning.", you said softly, and his face fell. 

"I-Including today?"

You shook your head. "From tomorrow."

You know Harry still wished he had you for some more time.

"Babe, it's okay, we'll make the best out of what we have.", you said. "And soon you're going to be on the UK leg, so we can see each other more, cheer up now.", you said, poking his cheeks with your index fingers and he smiled, nodding.

“I’m so glad you’re here, I was going crazy without you.", he said, nuzzling his head into your neck. You ran your hand through his hair and smiled in content. "Me too, I will fly over anytime for you." Harry kissed your neck.

"These are beautiful. Wait, so you didn't get the ones I sent you?", Harry asked about the flowers.

"Sorry no, but Niall’s got it all safe in the house..", she said. "Aw, here, we'll share.", he said and took a single rose out and gave it to you. You chuckled. "Thanks babe."

"Give me a few minutes to freshen up and we can get out of here.", Harry said, already shrugging off the suit. You went to talk to the crew while Harry was gone. He got back in record time.

"Let's go?"

 "Yep." He kissed your cheek, as he took your hand in his. "How can someone be so pretty?", he wonders, making you blush. "Stop it, babe."

He laughs, nudging his nose against your cheek. "What do you wanna do tonight?"

"Whatever you want."

"No, your choice."

"I'm fine with anything."

"I am too."

"Harryyy.”

He laughed as you walked. “We could go out for dinner at some fancy place. Or we can go to the hotel room, just me and you there." Harry was leaning to the second option but he still wanted you to pick. He was already having a hard time keeping his hands to himself.

“Let’s go to the hotel room, I like me and you time.”, you winked.

So you made it to his hotel room, and while your luggage was being brought in, Harry kept the roses you gave him safely in a vase. Then he closed the door and tugged you into his arms, lips attacking yours again. You jumped a little so you could wrap your legs around his waist, and he hums in pleasure as one of his hands grips the back of your neck, and the other around your hip, keeping you steady. He bites your bottom lip, and you open your mouth, letting his tongue explore your mouth.

“I missed you so much.”, you breathe when he pulls away for a second. 

“I missed you more, kitten.", Harry moves his lips to your neck, making you moan softly as you arched your neck back. You loved that nickname he had for you. “What did you miss about me?”, he asks.

“Oh everything.”, your hands play with the curls at the nape of his neck. “Everything about you, Harry.”

“Yeah? Did you miss my cock?”, Harry asks, taking your top off with one hand. He tossed off your bra in seconds, groaning as he squeezed your breast in his hand. You moaned at the feeling, you missed being touched by him. “S-So much.” 

You could feel his dick getting hard, it was pressing against his stomach and your clothed center. “You miss my pussy?”, you ask him.

“Bloody hell, I’ve been dreaming about it every fucking day.”, Harry mumbles as he takes you to bed, lips leaving marks down your neck. “You gonna let me fuck your pretty little pussy today? As a Valentine’s day gift for me?”

“I don’t know, should I? You left me all alone to go on tour.”, you pout, gasping softly as you land on the bed, and Harry slides out of his pants before crawling over you. 

“I know, I’m sorry, my heart.”, Harry mumbles, sliding his hands to your hips. “I’ll make it up to you, yeah? Make you feel so good.”

“I’d love that.”, you smile, and moan as his lips wrap around your nipple. You move your hand to feel his crotch, making him groan. “Get it all off, let me see you.”, you whisper. Harry listens, letting your nipple out of his mouth with a ‘pop’ and quickly pulling off his shirt and his boxers. You slide down your jeans, while your eyes roam over his body. His broad tattooed chest was heaving up and down and his sculpted abs made you want to run your hand over them. Your hand dips lower to his dick, which was hard and standing up straight. 

“See what you do to me, kitten?”, Harry asks, fingers looping around the waistband of your panties. He moans as you stroke his dick. “I need to be inside you.”

“Yes, fill me up, babe.”, you lift your hips so he can slide your panties down your legs. “Let me see that pussy, been waiting for so long.”, he pushes your thighs apart and groans at the sight of your pussy. It was glistening, dripping down with your arousal. 

“Never seen a pussy this pretty.”, Harry collects the arousal, bringing it to his lips. “Oh. You taste so sweet, baby.”

You moan as he dips his fingers inside you. “I think your little hole has gotten tighter, sweetheart. Didn’t have my dick in it for two months, hm? Poor baby.”

“P-Please Harry.” You needed to feel full. 

“Gonna give you what you need, love. Always take care of you.” Harry circles his thumb over your clit, making you arch your back and let out another moan. “Did it feel good when you touched yourself, baby?”

“Y-Yes, but not as good as when you do it.” Harry smiles, capturing your lips in a kiss. “Don’t worry baby, I’m here to take care of you now.” 

Harry slips his dick inside your pussy, and you throw your head back on the pillow, moaning. He slowly pushed his dick inside, and you realized just how much you missed having him inside you. Phone sex does the job for both your needs, but the intimacy, the closeness that you get when you’re together, phone sex doesn’t give you that. 

“Oh fuck..it feels so good.”, Harry moans, hovering over you. He was letting you adjust since it has been a while. You pull him down closer, hands going to his back. “Y-You can move, babe.”

Harry thrusts his hips, and the rooms fill with sounds of pleasure. No other man has ever made you feel so good. You didn’t even know sex could feel so amazing, until you met Harry.

“Fuck you’re so perfect.”, Harry squeezes your boobs. “You’re all mine, aren’t you?”

“Y-Yes, yes, all yours, fuck, right there....” His dick moved in and out of you at a steady pace, hitting all the right spots. He knew your body like the back of his hand. He knew exactly what you needed. You saw pure love and adoration in his eyes when you looked at him, and you brought your hand to the side of the bed, opening your palm. Harry grabs your hand, letting you hold it. 

“Shit, are you c-close babe?”, Harry asks, quickening his pace, making you curl your toes. “Oh yeah, yeah I’m gonna cum..”

“Cum around me, kitten, all over my dick.”, Harry presses kisses to your shoulder. You reach your high soon, and Harry kisses you through it. Harry couldn’t hold on any longer, he also cums right after you do. 

“I love you.”, he breathes, collapsing on top of you. You smile, holding him close, running a hand through his curls. “I love you too.”

He brings your tangled hands up to kiss the back of your hand. “M’ so lucky you’re my wife, and proud.” 

“Me too. Seeing all those girls going crazy for you today, and knowing that you’re gonna be in my arms later? No better feeling.”, you winked, and he laughs, pressing another kiss to your lips before lifting up on his hands and moving down on the bed, separating your legs again.

“I’m very hungry.”, he explains, looking away from your eyes and to your pussy. He hums, pushing some of his cum leaking out of you back inside with his fingers. “Gonna let me eat, kitten?”

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“Those butter tarts were so good, I should have thrown some in my bag for later.”, you whisper to Harry as you walk back from the breakfast buffet, hand in hand. The plan was to go out sightseeing today, Harry said he could arrange a car. 

Harry hums. “They were good. Think Canada’s famous for them.”

"Good morning!" Mitch and Adam popped out of nowhere, just as you were about to step into the elevator. "Where did you guys come from?", Harry chuckled. "Oh we were just-"

"Hanging around.", Adam completed.

Mitch nodded. "Hanging around."

"Great, morning, we gotta go.", Harry said and you nodded, waving to them. "Wait.", Mitch said. "Did you have a really nice night yesterday?"

"Yes.", you both said in chorus. He smirked and exchanged glances with Adam as they giggled. "I could hear you guys even with earphones.", Adam said and you blushed.

"Oh shut up.", Harry said, waving him off.

"No kidding, I was this close to banging on your door.", Mitch said, showing a little bit with his index and thumb fingers. "How was your night Mitch?", you ask back. 

"Um, just like every other night, play video games after the show.", he mumbled.

"But yesterday was Valentine's Day.", you said.

"Uh huh so?"

"So, you’re just lonely cause you can't make a move on Sarah, how long are you going to keep saying you're friends?", you shoot back, making Harry and Adam burst out laughing. Mitch gave you a glare. 

"Roasted.", Harry whispered to him and kissed your cheek, continuing to walk. "That is not true!", Mitch said.

"Yeah right.", Adam said sarcastically. "Come on mate, she's right, you had the perfect chance to take her out yesterday."

"He should learn from me.", Harry said, slipping his arm around your waist pulling you closer. "Ask the girl out before she goes away, cause she might just be the love of your life."

"Is it?", you tease. "Mhm. I love you."

You kissed him. "I love you too."

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“Ok, lets play a game…”, Harry started.

“You have to shoot these grapes into my mouth and every time you miss I get to dare you to do something in front of all these people."

 “Ok but only if you play too.” Harry nodded. After some sightseeing, you wanted some place quiet and to be alone, so you found a place for a picnic, got a basket from one of the stores and sat by a lake. It was your kind of perfect.

“I'll go first.", Harry said while taking a grape. "Open wide." You moved a little away from him and opened your mouth wide. 

Harry squinted his eyes aiming and shot it into your mouth. “WOO!” Harry exclaimed, throwing his hands in the air and doing a victory dance.

"Yeah whatever, my turn." He grinned and opened his mouth. You carefully aimed and threw it, but it hit the side of his lips instead of going in.

"Nooo."

"Yeah!! I dare you to…hmm… go ask that little boy for his number.” he said, pointing to a little boy.

 “WHAT?! That's creepy, he's like 7 years old!", you said. "A dare's a dare kitten.", he smirked.

"Okay fine, watch me.", you ruffled his hair before getting up and walking to the boy who was playing football all alone. 

"Hey buddy?" You wave at him. He looked up at you. "What?" 

"I look at your shirt, it’s cool.”, you said and smiled. "Uh, thanks.", he mumbled in a Canadian accent.

"Hey can I get your number real quick?” You cringed at how that came out, but it was a dare.

He looked at you again, now checking you out. "Where are you from, pretty lady?"

You chuckled. "Um, London?"

"You can get my number on one condition."

"What?"

"You have to play soccer with me."

You smiled and nodded. "Sure, can we call my friend too?" You pointed at Harry giggling in the distance. "Of course."

"COME ON FRIEND, WE'RE PLAYING SOCCER!", you yelled. His eyes grew wide as soccer balls.. 

"FRIEND?  YOU ARE MARRIED TO ME!", Harry marched up to you and you laughed. The boy took your hand and looked at the wedding ring.

"That is not cool, you want my number after being married?"

"It was a dare, you are not giving her your number.", Harry caught up. You pinch his arm. "Come on babe, he's a kid."

"What's your name?", you ask the boy. "Dan.", he said. "Is the offer still up for soccer?" He grinned and nodded. "Foot ball.", Harry muttered under his breath and you chuckled and kissed his cheek.

"What's your name tattoo man?", Dan asked Harry and he scoffed, as if the boy was some competition to him.

"I'm Harry."

He grinned and pulled you off to play with him.

"What is it with you and kids? You're like honey, and they're like bees.", Harry said as he tackled Dan with the football.

"I'm quite likable, you know...", you say as Dan passes the ball to you.

"We're going to get arrested if his mum finds us and thinks we're kidnappers."

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"I have a show tomorrow.", Harry said slowly, leaving kisses down your neck. You were cuddling in his bed.

"Uh huh, and?”

"And, I can have special guests on my shows."

"Who do you have tomorrow?"

He looked up and gave you a look. "How did I end up with you?"

You grinned, tweaking his nose. "I give an awesome blowjob?"

He smiled and bit your nose. "True that. And I was talking about you, you dummy! You can sing a few songs with me if you’d like.”

"What-no.", you began shaking your head. "Harry there are more than twenty thousand people in your shows, not all of them like me."

"They love you, darling. You don't have to worry about the few who are just in their own imaginary world. I’d really love if I had my wife on stage singing with me.”

How could you say no to that face? Harry jutted out his bottom lip, making him look all cute. "Jeff will talk to Mel, I'm sure she'll agree.", he says. Mel was your manager. And before doing anything that might send the public into a frenzy, you had to talk to Mel.

"What if I freak out at the last minute?"

"That's normal."

"How's that normal?"

He chuckled and kissed your collarbone. "For you it is. You freak out before going onstage, then when you get in your zone, you're wonderful."

You smiled and pecked his lips. "You'll be there, promise? And will you protect me if your fans throw their heels at me?"

He giggled and kissed the tip of your nose. "I will darling, promise."

The last time you sang with Harry on stage was during One Direction’s last show. You had been their opening act. That’s how you started your music journey. Singing for the boys was like a dream come true. It was the best opportunity you got at that time, when you were just starting out. That’s also how you fell in love with the curly haired, dimpled lad. 

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"Yeah but, I haven't sung in front of that many people in a long time, Ni.", you murmur as you talked to Niall on the phone while you got your makeup done. You had done rehearsals with Harry, and all was good, but you have a ritual of freaking out a little before going on stage. 

"y/n, you'll do fine.", Niall said. "And Harry's onstage with you, so what's there to worry about?"

"Yeah, you're right. And um what do you do with your hands when you're not holding a guitar onstage?" You were not going to have a guitar around you like you do on your shows. Niall burst out laughing. 

"I'm being serious!" 

"You're so funny. What can I say about doing things with your hands? I think you'd better ask your husband that." You groaned. "Niaaaaall."

He laughed. "Stop over thinking, y/n, it’ll be fine..”

"Right, see you soon.”

"Yep. Love you, all the best, you don't need it but just in case his fans throw eggs at you?"

You gasped. "WILL THEY?"

"I was kidding! No, they won't."

 "Hopefully. Love you too, bye Nialler."

“Bye love, tell Harold I said hi!”

You smiled and got up from the chair as the stylist handed you a beautiful dress. "This is cute!"

After you put it on, and got your hair done, you went backstage where the rest of the crew were.

Mitch let out a whistle as he saw you and Harry looked up who was fiddling with his ear piece. Harry's eyes widened and his lips spread into a smile.

"Do I look okay?", I asked him, who looked unbelievably good in that purple suite. 

"Okay? You look beautiful!", Claire squeezed your shoulder.  "Thanks, so do you.", you said back and she smiled and bowed. "Why thank you."

"You're stunning, darling.", Harry said. "That rhymed!", Mitch played a dramatic strum on his guitar. 

You saw Sarah shaking her head and smiling at him from the corner of your eyes. "Thanks, you look amazing." You said, pecking Harry's lips. "Thank you.", he beamed.

"Will you be mad if I mess up?", you ask.

He chuckled and kissed your nose. "You won't mess up."

"I might, you know."

"Baby you won't, trust me, I know. And no, I won't be mad, I'm really happy that you agreed to sing on my show, it's the effort that counts."

"Yeah right, say that when I mess up."

He laughed and tugged you into a hug. "Famous young sensation or not, you haven't changed one bit, love."

"Famous young sensation?" You laughed.

"That's what the media calls you!", he said laughing too.

You smiled. "You love me the way I am, why would I change?" 

He grinned. “Exactly, glad you know that. I love you, will you be okay?"

"I'll be okay."

"Don't go anywhere."

"I won't."

"See ya."

You kissed his lips and then his cheek. "I love you too, have fun."

"Will do." He grinned and kissed your forehead before he had to get going.

You did some vocal exercises in the meantime. You've dealt with some anxiety when it comes to shows, and Harry really helped you during your early days. He's helped you a lot, to get to who you are today.

You figured Harry prepared his set list for you, because it had all your favorite songs of his. You sang along with him from where you stood. He also sang If I could Fly, which he wrote for you during 1d days, and you got a bit teary eyed as he looked straight at you after the song.

Finally, it was time for you to be on stage.

"We have an extra song for you guys today." Screams just as he said that. "And a very special guest who has stolen my heart.”

You smiled.

 "PLEASE WELCOME, MY WONDERFUL WIFE Y/N STYLES!"

YouI took a breath before walking to the stage and the crowd started roaring. You waved with your hand not holding the mic. 

When you walked up to Harry, he smiled, hugging you gently and kissing your cheek. "SURPRISE?", he said to the crowd and you laughed as they shouted back 'Yes!'

"I thought so. She's here to sing one of her songs, also one of my favorites, with me!" 

You said hi to the crowd, and nodded at Harry, telling him you were ready. The band started playing the music and you started singing. Harry took his ear pieces out wanting to hear you.

His face broke into a cute smile as he swayed and looked at you while you sang. Harry didn't join you for the first verse and chorus. He sang the second verse. 

He looked at you while singing and you both eventually forgot the crowd and faced each other.

When you finished the song, Harry had a proud grin, like that’s my girl. You grinned back, wrapping your arms around his neck as you hugged him.

"I love you, y/n.", he whispered, kissing your hair. "I love you too, H.”

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It was the day you were flying back to London. The last few days were so much fun and it went by so fast. Both of you were quiet that morning. You got some cuddles in, showered together, just enjoying each other’s presence before you had to part again. You were stuffing some of your last minute things into your bag with a sad frown on your face.

Harry was sitting on the bed, watching you. “Babe.”, he calls and you turn around to look at him. 

“Come here.”, he pats his lap.

You happily sat on his lap and cuddled into his arms. Harry held you close, kissing the top of your head. 

"So you'll come over and sing for free whenever I call you?"

"Hey, who said it was free? I need a hefty paycheck before I go.", you joked.

Harry laughs, kissing your cheek. "Think your manager has got it already."

"What? I was just joking, babe. I don't need to be paid for your show, you're my husband!"

"Yes, but you're also a gifted singer.", he squeezed your thigh. You press a kiss to his forehead. "All because of you. Thank you for everything you've done for me."

Harry shakes his head, smiling. "It's all you, love. Your hard work."

You played with the curls on the back of his head, as you remained quiet for a few minutes.

"Thanks for coming to see me even while having a busy schedule, love. It means a lot to me.”, he murmurs.

You kissed his neck. "Of course. We should do it again soon.”

Soon, it was time for you to go. Harry came with you to the airport, where you met with Kiara again.

"You shouldn't have come.", you tell Harry as you wait for the flight announcement.

"Why not? You didn’t want me to send you off?"

"Because I'll start crying in front of everyone."

He chuckled and squeezed your hand. "When has that ever stopped you before?"

"Not important.", your voice dropped a little. "Come with me?"

The bright green of his eyes faded. "You know I can't sweetheart, I would love to.". he said, putting his arm around you, and curling you to his side. You nodded, curling your fingers around his shirt.

"Hey,"he whispered, kissing your shoulder. "Don't be upset."

"I'm not.", you wiped under your nose.

"But don't lie either." You smiled a bit and kissed his forehead. "Maybe I am a bit."

He smiled back, brushing his fingertips along the skin peeking out of your top.

"If you need anything, seriously, anything, just call me. I don't care what time it is, or whatever. Even if it's just to talk, or take something off your chest, don't carry it around babe.", he said.

You nodded and ran a hand through his curls. "What are you going to do after reaching home?", he asks.

"Sleep and cry."

He chuckled. "Don't cry."

"You have no rights to say that after doing this to me."

He laughed again and pressed a kiss to your nose. "You’re so cute. I love you so much.”

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As soon as you got home, you saw the huge packages that Harry had sent you for Valentine’s Day. You began tearing it open. You saw a huge shiny red heart box. You opened it and out popped a teddy bear holding 'I love you'. You giggled and took it out. You set the box of your favorite chocolates aside to devour later. Then there was a super soft and fuzzy blanket which you rubbed against your cheek, instantly falling in love. Harry's the best. There was also a scented candle.

Then your eyes fall on the card Niall mentioned. The front is decorated with balloons and hearts. You knew Harry took the time to make it himself. You opened it. 

Hi darling, good morning, good afternoon or good night. I'm not really sure when you'll get this, you know. Happy Valentine's Day! 

So where do I start? I miss you, that's a good point to start. I miss you and I would do anything to be with you now but I am so sorry that I can't. I do want to cover you in kisses and hug you and never let you go. This is our first Valentine's Day after being married, and the third in total. This is supposed to be a day dedicated to your loved ones but I don't get it sometimes, my whole life is dedicated to you.

"Don't cry, don't cry, keep it together y/n.", you mumbled to yourself, while sniffling... 

Did you know you make me so happy that sometimes I actually forget to breathe? I'll be looking at you, my chest explodes and all I want to do is take you in my arms and kiss you. You're breathtakingly beautiful. My life found a new meaning and passion when I met you. The way you look at me, talk to me, touch me, hug me, kiss me, everything, makes me feel very special. I wanna thank you for always being there, for forgiving me whenever I have messed up horribly, for trusting me after everything you've been through and for loving me. I hit the jackpot when I found you, you're perfect y/n, so damn perfect, I swear. I could go on and on about you, you know, I have to wind up. I hope you like everything I sent you. I miss you and I love you, y/n. I'm always here for you, whatever you need, I'm here. 

P.S- Sorry if the drawings are bad, but I wanted to do it myself. If that makes you laugh then so be it, your laugh could cure diseases, that's how beautiful it is. I have to stop, god, I'm rambling even while writing. I'll call you as soon as the show is over. Have an amazing day my gorgeous forever valentine. 

Bucket loads of love,

Your sexy hot husband, Harry.

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1 month later:-

"Uh how about lunch?', Niall asked.

"I'm not hungry.", you whined and curled around in the blankets.

"But you have to eat when you're sick.", he said. You were in the couch, curled up. You’ve been feeling a bit sick since the past few days. 

"I might throw up if I eat.", you said.

Niall sighed. "Have you told Harry?", he asked, looking down at you in concern.

"No, don't tell him."

"Why not?"

"Cause he'll be worried for no reason and he can't concentrate on what he's doing.", you said. YouI just wanted to cuddle in your husband’s arms right now but of course that can't happen.

“Do you want me to go grab you some medicine or something?”, Niall asks. You smile and shake your head.

“I’m fine, Ni. You can go if you’re busy..”, you tell your friend, patting his arm. Niall was worried about you, so he dropped by to see for himself.

“I’m free today.”, Niall said.

"Can we watch a movie?", you asked hopefully. He smiled, ruffling your hair. "Course we can, if I get to pick.", he added. 

You talk to Niall as you watch the movie, and when Niall goes to get some snacks from the kitchen, you get a thought. You hadn’t got your period this month. Now, you were feeling sick. 

“Oh shit. No way.”, you gasped, and sat up.

“What’s wrong? You gonna puke again?”, Niall asks, munching loudly as he comes back with two bags of chips.

“No. I didn’t get my period!”

“Isn’t that good? You complain about cramps.”, Niall shrugs, sitting down beside you. You smack his arm, making him yelp. “Ow! What’s that for?”

“I-I could be pregnant!”

Niall’s big blue eyes widened, his munching slowing down in pace. “Wow.”

You stood up, your heart beating fast. So many thoughts ran through your mind. You know Harry wants to have kids someday, and so do you, but it’s not even been a year since your wedding and you both are so busy right now, with your careers. 

“Oh god..i-it can’t be, right?”

Niall sees just how freaked out you’re getting in, and he cleans his hand before keeping it on your shoulder. “y/n, look at me. Deep breath. You don’t know for sure. And if you are pregnant, I’m sure you both will figure it all out, okay?”

You nod, taking a deep breath like he said. “I s-should take a pregnancy test.”

Niall nods. “Do you have any?”

“I think I have one. I’ll get some more later. I-I’ll uh..be right back.”

Niall gives you a hug. “I’ll be here, hm? You do what you have to do.”

“Thanks Niall.”, you whisper, squeezing him before pulling away and heading upstairs. You had two pregnancy tests laying around just for emergencies like these. It wasn’t the first time you were having pregnancy scares.

You decided to use both the tests, and you waited anxiously. You’ve always wanted to be a mom, and Harry would make an amazing dad, no doubt. You were just worried about the timing of it all. 

Finally, it was five minutes and you took a look at both of them. Both showed a similar result.

Two lines.

“O-Oh my god.”, you gasped, your eyes welling up with tears. There was a human life inside you. You were going to be a mother!

_____________________________________________________

You were counting down days, waiting for Harry to come home. Tour would still go on once he’s back, but it would be the UK leg, so at least he’d be close. The only people who knew you were pregnant were your gynecologist, Niall and Kiara.You didn’t want to tell your husband the news over the phone, so you waited.

You thought of different ways to tell Harry you were pregnant, but then you decided just to show him the pregnancy test. You were too nervous for anything else. 

Finally, it was the day Harry was coming back home, and you rushed to get the door as you heard the doorbell.

There stood your tall, curly, handsome husband. He wore a black shirt with the first few buttons open showing off his tattooed chest, paired with his usual skinny black jeans. His eyes were bright, and his face broke into a charming smile as he took you in.

Even after traveling for hours, he looked like that.

He let his luggage drop to wrap you up in his arms. “I’m home, baby!!”

“You are!”, you giggled as he spun you around. He grinned as he kept you down, only to grab your face. “You gonna kiss me or what?”, you smirk, and he laughs, closing the distance between your lips’. 

You pulled him inside and closed the door. “Oh it smells so good, darling, and I’m starving.”, Harry hums, putting his arms out again. “Another hug, please. Missed you so much.”

You smile. “I have a surprise for you before that.”

“You’re surprising me every time we meet, kitten.”, he chuckles. You pulled out the pregnancy test from your pocket, and held it out. 

Harry’s jaw hung open and a range of emotions flashed through his eyes.You waited for him to come down from his state of shock and when he did, he choked out, “R-Really?”

You nod, smiling through your tears. “I-I’m pregnant, Harry.”

Harry laughed, but the tears were gushing out of his eyes. “W-We’re gonna have a baby. y/n, sweetheart, this is amazing.” Your head crashed against his chest as he tugs you into his arms again. 

“You’re happy?”, you whisper, looking up at him. 

“Of course I’m happy.”, he sniffles, touching his forehead to yours. “I love you so, so much.”

“I love you too, Harry.” Harry brings a hand to your middle, and you smile, placing your hand over his as he greets your baby.  “Hey there, little Styles. It's your daddy."

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[harrywavycurly]

Niall talking to Harry about planning her Bach party please Sarah?😂😘😘

Hiii babes!! This makes me laugh because imagine if it never clicked for Harry that Niall being your Man of Honor meant he would be planning your Bach party and stuff? So I’ll happily give you a convo where it all dawns on Harry what all exactly Niall is in charge of with your wedding 😂💖

-find all things Lonely here✨

*this is done in dialogue form because it’s just a fun little conversation*

A/N: Niall drops by for a visit and Harry becomes aware of what all Niall is in charge of since he’s your Man of Honor, enjoy the bickering between my fave besties that like to act as if they hate each other✨

“Yer office has a couch in it? What the bloody fuck for? You have a living room right down stairs…” “Because I wanted one in here for when I have to work late and-why are you even here Niall?” “Well I came to see if your lovely fiancé or better known as my bestfriend was home but I forgot she’s dress shopping today so…figured I’d see if you were busy and up for a hang out.” “You weren’t invited to that?” “Oh I was but I had a morning meeting-” “wait you…you were actually invited to go dress shopping with her and the rest of the bridesmaids?” “Yeah? I’m her man of honor I’m invited to everything.” “So you’d get to see her dress before me? What kind of shit is that?” “I’m not her bloody fiancé Harry so yeah I was always going to see the dress before you mate…besides I was there when the girls picked their bridesmaids dresses and while it was a bit like herding cats watching them pick two that they agreed on it was entertaining at least.” “You got to see the Paige and Emily showdown in person?” “Oh yeah…them two love to argue over everything…bout had to hold Emily back when Paige told her we should go with floor length gowns instead of knee length…” “she didn’t even let me see which dresses the girls ended up getting…” “really? Well don’t try no sneaky shit with me H I’m not telling you shit she doesn’t want you to know…but I’m glad that’s one thing I can cross off my list of duties to help with…I have to focus on this bachelorette weeken-” “I’m sorry? You have to focus on what now?” “Planning her Bach party…it’s like my main job besides like making sure she actually shows up to the alter on time and all that jazz.” “You…you’re…planning…her party?” “Well s’more like a mini vacation because I’m thinking Miami for four days and getting a yacht for the main event because she loves a boat day ya know?” “Miami? Really?” “That’s the place they all agreed on…I just need to get some details settled with her before booking everything.” “I just…I didn’t think you were really going to be so…involved.” “What the fuck did you think I was gonna be doing Harry? Standing around looking pretty? No..I’m the bloody Man of Honor and I take that shit seriously.” “That’s…that’s good to know I guess…what else are you in charge of then?” “Ah yer gonna love this…I gotta assist her in bathroom breaks during the reception…like hold her dress and shit.” “Say that again?” “Yeah…like proper make sure she doesn’t like…ruin her dress or anything when she needs to take a leak.” “I don’t fucking think so Niall. Man of Honor or not you’re not going to be helping my wife go to the bathroom.” “See I told her you’d be all upset about it…so she got Emily to take over that part of my job.” “You’re such an asshole.” “I just like to see you sweat is all…so how’s Gemma coming with your bachelor party?” “What? She’s not-” “she’s not what? She’s your best woman Harry that means she’s in charge of shit like that…and knowing your sister she’s gonna plan something wild…I gotta call her and make sure I’m invited….is it weird that me and Amelia will be at the bachelorette party together?” “I need your bestfriend to hurry up and come home..you’re giving me a headache…I need to lay down…” “good thing you have this couch in here then…”

[acesofspadess]

This Is The Voice

a/n: everyone needs some more Niall

summary: you're the mega mentor, and Niall doesn't know that

“This is the last knockouts ill ever get to coach and im really excited because our mega mentor this season is one of the greatest singers and people of all time.”

“Shes a legend in the industry.”

“She is an EGOT”

“So the mega mentor this season is……… Y/N L/N! Or Horan to Niall”

BLAKE

“Well this like a full circle moment for me. You were here as Adams advisor in the first season and now you are mega mentor in my last season.” blake looked down at 29 year old you who was reminiscing. “What does that say about our relationship.”

“That whenever you're here I lose.” you laughed at him as he shook his head. “You let yourself lose to an 18 year old Blake.” his eyes widdend at that, “Oh man, i forgot you were only 18. I feel so old. And now your married too.” he shook his not wanting to think about it any more.

—-----

KELLY

“You still havent seen Niall yet?” Kelly and you had a moment to chat before the artist came in. “no and I feel so bad. I've been super slow on my answers to his text. I just want to hold him.”

I've know Y/N since she was around 18, we got to perform together in Vegas almost 12 years ago.

“Im so glad it's Blake’s last season. Hes just had a very good vibe.” Kelly filled you on some behind the scenes.

“Oh thats good, he really can be a pain sometimes.

And I've also been able to work with her and tour with her and learn from her. Shes so young and has taught a lot of artist with singing and being on stage. I love that all these artist are gonna get that same experience today.

—---------

CHANCE

There was a knock on your dressing room door and you opened it to see Chance. “Y/N!” He cheered as he opened his arms up for a hug. You laughed and thanks the heavens you werent wearing heavy makeup as he was wearing white. 

Y/N… shes a legend in the industry. Grammy award winning artist.

“And when was the last time i saw you?” you laughed at his question. “Probably Grammy’s 2020…?” he shook his head, “how could i foget miss album of the year.

Her being a top tier artist for so long and having so many experiences is something that we could all grow from. 

After Chance had run down his artist for you, you waited for them to come in and laughed at whispers you heard. “Well hello there, I love your hair.” you told Nariella whose hair was similar to your ginger colour. “I actually got the idea from you.” you both laughed and whispered an ‘i like you already’. 

I just think its so amazing for her to be here and represent black women and girls. Shes definitely someone i look up to.

—---------

NIALL

It was finally time to see your love. Niall was supposed to be meeting Riley… but you didnt let that happen. You were facing the camera, your back facing the direction Niall would walk through. 

“Riley Tate-”

You turned around at the sound of his voice and he immediately stopped talking. “Hi love.” you  were smiling so hard at his reaction to seeing you before he scooped you up in a hug and twirled youn around.

“Why are you here- wait. Your da mega mentor?” his accent was thicker because of the surprise and you loved it. 

I mean to work with Y/N L/N the queen of pop… im getting goose bumps thinking about it now, its just amazing being in her presence 

Thats your wife Niall

Say it again 

“Well now that your here i was going to ask you if you wanted to come to a golf course with me.” Niall had his head on her shoulder and he could feel the laugh that came from her at his words.

Shes an absolute legend, and she teaches me something everyday, i cant wait for her to teach my team.

~~~~~~~~~~

“Alright love, Gina, shes really shy, reminds me of you when you came to write for the band.”

Niall laughed his beautiful laugh as you hid your face in your hands. “Don't remind me.”

“You might have to tell her to speak up.” you nodded at the information and were ready to see her. “And then she sings, and a different person comes out, a lot like you.” you cooed at his comparison seeing how much Gina meant to Niall.

“Now Kates kinda got the jazzy, Amy Winehouse-y vibe.” you ‘oo’ed’ at the information. “Lets see what they got.”

You watched as they walked around the corner and saw them subtly freak out at seeing you. You got up from your seat with the help of Niall(not that you needed it but he always held his hand out for you).

“Look who ive got!” Niall cheered from behind you as the girls gave you hugs.

I saw the ginger hair and Niall leaning on her and was like- please… ITS Y/N”

“How are you?” you asked hugging them both.

I was not expecting Y/N to be in the room with Niall. I was very starstruck.”

“Im gonna sing ‘somebody that i used to know’,” Gina shared her song and you marvelled at the softness of her voice. “Im very close to my dad, and he was a DJ and that was a song he always loved.”

“Thats beautiful Gina truly.”

Listening too her sing brought chills to your skin. 

You cheered as she finished and let Niall say what you know hes been holding in.  “And that sass that youve got this week.” Niall admired with a little laugh. “Really?” you loved how she went from this marvellous singer to this soft spoken girl. “I wasnt expecting that.” Gina thanked Niall before she looked at you and you shook your head.

“You gave me chills seriously, the only thing is ‘for lack of better wording’ understanding your words.” you watched as she took the advice and applauded her silently knowing if you were in her possician you would have certainly started crying.

“Yeah keep those words separate. Its very easy to go-” and you watched as he broke off his words in example. “You know what I mean. So give your self a bit of space.”

“I like that bub. I like that a lot.” 

You listened to him sing the words slowly and closed you eyes in sereness. “That staccato.” you pitched in. “her first audition to right now,” he looked at you threading his fingers with yours, “completley diffrent person.” you laughed softly squeezing his had. “I was just like you when i started, you can ask him.” he kissed your temple lightly in admiration, “she still is. Cant give her a compliment without her hiding away. Huh, beautiful?” you did as he knew you would and tucked your face into his neck. “See.” 

You turned your head to watch Gina and Kate play fight as theu swapped places. “I really wish you guys liked each other.” you joked sitting up properly. “I know so much hatred in here.” Niall joked back with you adjusting in his seat. “Its just awful.” Niall lost it, throwing his head back in laughter, letting you hear his laugh again. That would always be your favourite song. 

~~~

“Ooh we've got a guitar.” you saw the shaped guitar and immediately fell in love. “Its my baby.” Kate spoke. “Gonna have to get me self one just like that,” you all laughed before Niall looked at the gap between your seats and pulled your seat closer to his. You grabbed his hand and kissed it before looking back up at Kate. “what song are gonna sing love.” you asked as Niall sat back in his seat. “Im singing ‘Call Me’ by Blondie.”

“Oh lets hear it.” 

Kate had the stage presence of a lifetime. “Very good!” you clapped proudly. “Thank you.” you smiled as Niall began to speak. “My favourite parts are when its chilled.” You agreed with him softly as he continued to speak. “Dont stay with the-” Niall sang in a high pitch for example and you nodde your head. “Towards the end it gets a bit crashy for me. I wonder if there's a way of toning it down?” he looked to you for advice. “Tone down the crashing for more like ‘TOMS’ or something like that?” you offered and he took it. “Yeah so we can offer some more jazziness.” he agreed while drumming in the air, “you wanna come back up Gina?” You smiled widely hearing the softness and joy in his voice when he talked to her. “Im thrilled to pieces. I asked a really close friend of mine when were younger, who is now very successful, what is the best piece of advice you can give me. He said ‘have fun’. So i hope your having fun and getting to meet people that youll remain friends with forever.”

You watched Gina and Kate turn to each other and you hugged yourself. “Awwe that makes me so happy.” Niall grabbed your hand and held it in the air. “And one day you might marry them.” you all laughed before Niall spoke up again. “You're the best ladies.” you watched as they walked away and Niall rested his head on shoulder again. “I love you. You're amazing.”

“I love you too Ni.”

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Niall taglist:

@youcan-nolonger-run @ravenclawdirectioner

@luxiorchive @maeflowers653

[strangenewfriends]

I forgot how funny those were, I used to do one every day before the show. He was our trainer in 1D, he used to like bring us to the gym and stuff. He trained Harry more than he trained the rest of us let's be honest--[I: Was Harry the one who was in the gym all the time?] Oh yeah yeah yeah, Harry was like taking skin off the chicken and like going up and smelling cake and not eating it. Now Mark actually does like security with me and trains me now that I'm more into the gym. I'd ask him, "Where are we going today Mark?" and he'd make up some kind of crap dad pun on the different city, and that was and I'd do it every day. We were getting like crazy numbers every day on just him just being an idiot.

-Niall to Roman Kemp about the "Where are we going today Mark?" posts

[zsakuva]

About this ask: https://www.tumblr.com/zsakuva/747222093089964032/sorry-i-hope-im-not-spamming-but-i-forgot-to?source=share

i was actually thinking the same thing? maybe they also meant the same thing that i’m thinking (wow, loving my english today haha), but if i remember well, both yandere boy and niall got outed against their will by a friend? that’s about it though lol niall is a poor bby <//3

Also! is there a reason yandere boy’s videos got taken down? in general, it kinda seems like you don’t particularly like him bahahahah~

Yandere Boy was never outed. Niall is definitely the first canonically gay character!

I didn't like the character. Around that time, I believe I was experimenting with series and multiple episodes for a single character, and I just couldn't think of anything good when it came to him, so I axed him from my channel! Xanthus did the rest. :D

[horansqueen]

It's Niall birthday today !!! It's been a while since I came here to be honest, I don't know if you still post about him daily/weekly but I know you used to.

This day made me think about you in some way and I hope you're doing good, also your kids too!

(+ I just wanna add that 2024 Niall looks like Iwan Rheon A LOT. Not 2024 Iwan but him younger kind of. Saying this bc I'm watching GOT these days 😂)

Cant believe i forgot about his birthday! I dont check the dates much these days i admit tho. Im flattered you thought of me! I dont post much these days, no one really comes on my blog anymore.

Idk who that is lol personally i miss HBW Niall!

[alarrytale]

There are days when I´m like "Louis, babe, I love you but why are you like this?" and today is that day again - larry denial vol. 4(?) version.

I rather won´t even play that interview to listen to what he said this time, people say it was mild and we got much worse but I just don´t have any energy to pay attention to this anymore and let it ruin my happiness I get from both HL. This promo went so damn well but now it´s ruined again, let´s shit on his biggest fanbase in LatAm, the only fanbase which make you possible to play big venues like he will be playing next month and bring back his fake kid because we all forgot he´s the father of the year (who see his kid 2 times a year) lol.

I get that no matter how the question will be formulated, there´s no way to get answer "YES, WE WERE/ARE DATING" because he´s closeted just like H. But also if the topic bothers him that much then blacklist it like H has this and all 1D related stuff blacklisted. At this point I´m really wondering what´s the point of all these denials when another month he will proudly cover 7 letting fans yelling "Larry" at him, will bluegreen again, sing his definitely-not-about-H songs. It´s same like last time, his denial in October and then him stuttering out of nowhere when they only asked him about H´s buzzcut at RSUK event when minutes before he was absolutely okay and had hearteyes when they mentioned Niall and nobody except us found weird he gave totally messy answer.

Hi, anon!

Yes, it's always "oh no, not this again, we were having such a good time". But he is closeted, got a fake kid he needs to pretend to protect and he's got to balance the gay and the straight. I think he's as embarrased as we are, having to do it. It must be really difficult to do.

[therosebudgirlwriter]

Carry On Countdown Day 2 - Alternate Universe

If you see errors, no you didn't

Baz

He sends another bludger my way.

“OI. SNOW! DO YOU MIND?”

He flys up to hover next to me, and the crowd watching us gasps.

He grabs my shirt and yanks me close.

“Sorry,” he whispers, “have to keep up appearances and everything.”

I shove him off me.

“I know. Now go and act like you hate me.”

He smirks at me as he zooms off.

“IT’S NOT HARD.”

Dickhead.

Slytherin, of course, wins the game.

The Gryffindor seeker, Gareth, is too busy trying to woo the ladies to notice the snitch.

Simon tries his best, as always. 

I make sure to take extra long to get dressed back into my uniform. Once Dev and Niall give up on waiting for me, I calmly walk to the astronomy tower.

Simon doesn’t even look like he showered.

Somehow his curls are filled with grass. I brush them out as he glares at me.

“What took you so long,” he whinges.

“Dev and Niall were particularly persistent today. Dev wanted to ‘hang’ after the game.”

He laughs, but then his smile drops.

“What?” I say.

“Penny said we had to talk tonight.”

“And?”

“I think she knows. She keeps asking where I go after games.”

I should have known. Penelope Bunce is the smartest person in our grade (apart from me, of course). And Simon and I have been meeting more regularly this term.

I try not to panic. Simon trusts her. And for some reason, so do I.

“Tell her. If you’re ready of course. She’s your best friend. You shouldn’t have to lie to her.”

He looks surprised.

“But, what about…?”

I cut him off.

“I trust you. And you trust her. So tell her. I’ll be fine.”

I never thought I would trust Simon Snow. 

I definitely never thought he would trust me.

And yet here we are.

“Wait, Baz. You wanted to tell me something?”

Right. I forgot.

This will definitely kill the mood.

“Ah. Yes. Father insisted I find a date to the Yule Ball. A female one.”

His expression drops once again.

Lucky for me, I’m not finished.

“And, uhm, Agatha asked me to go with her.”

He turns away from me at that point.

“You should go with her. You could do much worse.”

Shit. I knew he would react like this. I reach for him and try to turn him to face me again.

“Wait, Simon, I-”

He doesn’t budge.

“It’s. Fine. I understand. Family is important. Not like I can understand that though, can I?”

I wince.

“Simon.”

“Baz, seriously-”

I grab his shoulder and force him to face me again. He looks pissed but I stop him before he can say anything.

“Seriously Snow. Listen.”

He huffs but doesn’t try to turn back around.

“I’m not going to go with Agatha. In fact… fuck it.”

I get up and then realise I have no fucking idea what I’m doing, so I kneel in front of Simon’s chair.

“Simon. You are the best thing to ever happen to me. Fuck my dad. Fuck the stupid houses. Fuck it all.”

I take in a deep breath.

“Simon Snow. Will you go to the Yule Ball with me? Like, properly.”

He looks stunned.

“But- everyone will know. What if they-”

I stand back up and reach for his hands.

“It doesn’t matter. None of it matters as long as I have you.”

I squeeze his hand, and he pulls me towards him.

Which sends us both crashing to the floor.

Because why wouldn’t it?

He’s silent for a moment before breaking into laughter.

We stay like that for a while.

“Baz.”

“Mhm?”

“Of course I’ll go with you.”

I grin down at him.

“So, we’ll have to go dress-robe shopping.”

“Nooooo! I’ve changed my mind!”

[writteninthesewalls28]

Family

A story about a girl wanting to find out the truth

A/n: chapter nine!

Warnings: a few curse words

Milly’s POV:

The next few days simply were amazing. I honestly forgot how amazing it is, to not worry about anything. Everything at work was going good, Niall was with me, I had Calum by my side and would meet his bandmates again after a couple of months of not having any contact with them.

I must admit that the thought of being filmed for hours creeped me out a little, but there would only be people who like me right? I sadly got the chance to experience the wrong sort of fans when me and Calum just started dating and fans sent death threads to me or told me, I didn’t deserve Calum.

Since then, me and him try to stay out of the media as much as we can, never really seen together.

So today will be an important milestone, not only for the band, but for me as well. ————————

Instead of getting ready for visiting Micheal and choose my outfit, I sat on my desk in my little home office. Literally staring at my computer, I read the same email from my colleague over and over again. She’s joking right? It can’t be true.

I'm a self employed lawyer with an own law firm together with another lawyer who over the few years became a very good friend of mine. I was happy with my work, my work environment and my colleague.

But this email here right in front of me showed that she had a different opinion.

"Hello Mildred, I am truly sorry that I even have to write this email. I have to tell you that I have to quit my job and sign over my part of the law firm to you, making you the only owner. At the moment, I don’t feel comfortable enough to talk about my situation right now, just know that I'm fine… maybe we can arrange a meeting in the future. I'm sorry."

The only owner of the company? No, no, no! So much work, managing all the client at once, changing the logo, the website, getting a new name…. It’s too much! Hiding my face in my hands, silent tears streamed down my face. I knew, I'd have to search for a new colleague or I need to quit my job too, I won’t be able to manage everything alone, or I'll end up working 14 hours per day.

Being a lawyer was my dream since- ever.

Losing that would be like losing a fight you never knew you had. Losing a fight, a battle, against myself.

What should I do now?

WHAT SHOULD I DO NOW?!

"Milly?" Calum shouted from the bathroom. 30 minutes ago, I told him, I just have to check something for my new client on my laptop before I get ready.

I indeed got a new client. It was a dad, who never knew he had a child with his teenage love. That girl is 17 now and wants to spend time with her dad as much as he wants to. Problem is: the mother sees the man as evil and doesn’t want her kid near him. Very interesting case, I must say.

But right when the monitor had lit up, the email from Melissa (my colleague) had popped up.

Well, we all knew how that turned out: sitting in my office, the make-up I already put on for the stream was ruined thanks to the crying. Why? Why do I have to get the mail now? Now, that I already have so much drama with my family and feel stressed because of the search.

Lost in my thoughts, I didn’t notice Calum's footsteps getting closer and closer to the office door until he knocked and shortly after opened the door, scaring the hell out of me.

"Cal!", I shouted, "What are you doing?"

The confused look on his face said it all: My make-up looked hopelessly destroyed.

"Ummm… well, maybe I should ask you that question." He slowly made his way to me, sitting on the chair next to my desk.

The room that I now call my home office had been Calum’s recording room first, before we decided to move all his stuff to my old office and change rooms. He needed more space, I never needed as much as I had in the old room. I got to paint the walls in a soft baby blue and hang up lots of pictures of me and mum, me and Louis, me and the twins, me and Lottie, me and Calum, but I’m most thankful for the beautiful picture I have from Félicité and me just a month before she passed at an Ed Sheeran concert in Sheffield. Me and Fiz always were like bubblegum and marceline. Two completely opposites, but soul sister. Sadly, our connection was cut off way too soon. She deserved so many more years together with me.

Calum wrapped his arms around me from behind as he scanned the text on my computer right in front of him.

"These are great news sweetie! Why are you feeling down?" He asked, having a huge smile on his face. Even though I was very confused by his reaction, I answered him.

"We both know, I'm not as good as Melissa when we’re talking about being a lawyer. How should this work?" I got more and more upset, did he seriously think, I could manage this alone?

"Hold up, what did you say?" He responded, tightening his grip around my waist. "You are the best lawyer ever!"

Of course he immediately noticed the hesitation on my face, so he added: "Before you get the chance to deny it, let me ask you, why is it that you constantly got more clients than Melissa since the very start of the company?" He had a huge smile on his face.

"Calum! That is not true!" Cause it wasn’t. Me and her always got the same amount of clients. But that’s still beside the actual point of this.

"The thing is, I won't be able to handle a full law firm on my own. It’s impossible." I tried explain my point of view to him, knowing he most likely won’t agree with me. Cause, you know… he’s Calum. The man, who will never accept it whenever I say, I can’t do something.

"We will find a way, sweetie." He let out a soft sigh and grabbed my arm to lift me up from the chair. "Come on, put your favorite sweater on and a sweatpants and meet me in the living room."

This man never fails to confuse me, but make me happy at the same time. "Am I allowed to ask, why you are not in a hurry for the twitch stream?"

He shook his head. Of course. "Let me handle that, you have enough to worry about." With that, he left the room and I heard his feet on the stairs, heading downstairs.

With a huge smile on my face, I slowly walked to our shared bedroom and get something to wear (yes, a sweater and sweatpants) and made sure to use lots of make up remover so the ruined mascara comes off of my face. I'd never leave the house without putting enough make-up on because I always have been insecure about my imperfect skin with all the pimples. But Calum loved them. He loved me, especially the true me without any makeup.

Calum’s POV:

He would never admit it, but he secretly was actually happy that he doesn’t have to go to Micheal and do the stupid stream. He doesn’t want nasty comments about his girlfriend, who apparently didn’t deserve him.

Now, he can instead do a cosy date night with the person he loves most.

Standing in the kitchen, he prepared lots of snacks for them and made sure it'll look all nice and delicious.

He always knew when Milly needs comfort. Right now, she was just freaked out and had no idea how to do it, but sooner or later Calum knew she will realize that she’s so incredible and can achieve anything if she just believes in herself.

"You are the best, do you know that?" He heard Milly say behind him. He turned around to take a look at her and couldn’t help but smile like an idiot when he noticed that she wasn’t wearing any makeup, despite her 'bad' skin. Stepping two steps forward so he could stand right in front of her, he gave her a soft kiss and hugged her right after it.

"What are we watching today?" He and Milly watched tons of rom-cons and were the biggest netflix junkies.

"You choose" He loved it even more, when Milly chose what to watch.

"Umm… I heard something about a film called "The kissing both". Should we watch that one?" She suggested and Calum tried hiding the fact that he just watched that film when she wasn’t there and everyone was worried about her.

He'll just watch it again. It’s gonna be more fun with her together anyways.

"That sounds amazing, let’s watch it then!" Calum responded, lifting the snack from the kitchen table to take it into the living room and wrapped his other arm around his girlfriends waist.

They sat down on the sofa and made themselves comfortable. While Calum tried to find the movie and start it so they could watch it, Milly asked him the question standing between them, creating this awkward silence.

"And you’re really okay with staying at home with me? You can go if you want…"

Oh no. Calum thought, knowing that Milly, again, figured she was holding him back from meeting his friends.

"Mills, I hope you don’t think, that I'm unhappy spending the evening with you here. I love you, okay?" He made a small pause, clicking on the right keys on the remote control so the movie would finally start. Why did it take so long to find it today? "And I care about you, more than you'll probably ever be able to know. If you are uncomfortable and sad, I'm staying home, period." He just really wanted her to realize, she’s worth of love and worth of being cared about. She deserved everything. If Calum would be able to do that, he'd give her the world (and if he could, even the whole universe). Still focused on the TV and his mission to START THE MOVIE FOR GODS SAKE, he didn't notice the exact moment tears started to form in Milly’s eyes. It was only till he looked over to her, he saw the red eyes and the tears on her cheeks.

He softened his gave and let go of the remote control, causing it to fall down onto the little table, the sound echoing through the whole room, before he fully turned his whole body to his girlfriend and embraced her, making sure not to let go of her first. That’s what a good boyfriend does when his significant other cried, right?

She continued to cry in his arms. "I don’t deserve you. You are too good for me." Hugging him longer, she added a quiet "You make me all soft and mushy inside, you know that?" She whispered, confusing Calum. Was he supposed to take that last sentence as a compliment?

"Umm… that is a good thing, right?" He just had to make sure.

"Of course! You melt me, idiot!" She thankfully said, laughing uncontrollably. "Did you seriously think, I was insulting you?" Milly asked, giving him a questioning look.

"I don’t know what I thought, but thanks for the compliment I guess?"

"You know, you remind me of your 16 year old version right now, when we met in Lukes living room and he introduced you to me. You also were that awkward back then."

Calum couldn’t help himself, but laugh like a literal idiot.

He did remember that.

And she was right. God, he had been such an awkward boy. How did she even fall in love with a person as strange as him?

"To my defense, you were 3 years older than me and I immediately fell in love with you when I saw you. Of course I acted a little strange." It was true, he had felt the little sparkle in his chest grow bigger and bigger as Milly had continued to introduce herself to Micheal and him. It never stopped from there.

"Not only a little strange. A little much." She responded with a huge smile on her face, trying to hold back the laughter.

"Okay, enough. I feel humiliated." Calum loved making Milly smile with his sarcasm. These little funny moment when they’re messing with each other were his absolute favorite in their relationship anyways. It made him realize over and over again what she means to him and how boring his life would be without her by his side.

"Fine, since you can’t seem to start the movie, let me try it." She said, aggressively grabbing the remote control.

The rest of the night, they spend with watching the movie, talking about Calum’s tour and album and Milly’s new client and his current situation.

Oh how much he loved this woman.

Milly’s POV:

The next days were going by pretty slowly. I had to organize so much stuff in order to become the only owner of the company. It was a big and scary step, I never thought about having to take. But here I was, thinking about a new name for the law firm, changing the website, arranging a date for Melissa to sign her part of the company over to me.

Thankfully, Calum was allowed to follow along and come with me to the appointment. He helped me relax a bit.

The day after our movie night, he told me, he talked Micheal into changing the official date for the live stream and make it around 2 weeks later.

Unluckily, it was the exact day of the appointment with Melissa. Means, we wouldn’t get time to chill and think about the newest changes and directly had to drive to Micheals house and join the stream (that, by the way, already started).

We both obviously weren’t amused by it, but what should we do?

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"You okay?" Calum asked me, as we sat in his car after the appointment with my ex-colleague.

I was the only owner of my law firm.

My dream.

But it felt different than I imagined it 10 years ago.

"Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?" I responded.

"Milly, I can hear your heavy breathing, that isn’t a panic attack right?"

I had told Calum a few days ago about that moment where I got these flashbacks and nearly fainted. He thinks it was a panic attack.

I doubt it.

But he strongly believes it.

"No, just start driving. I'm okay." The truth was, I did feel a bit fuzzy, but it was a lot to process. Moments like that (big changes in my life) never had been easy for me to handle.

Calum grabbed my hand and slid his fingers through mine, making sure I knew he was there for me. I gave him a little smile as a response to his sweet gesture.

Arriving in front of Micheals house, he didn’t let go of my hand, even as Micheal opened the door, hugged both of us and leaded us inside to the room, filled with Luke, Ashton and Niall. All three of them smiled at us as we entered the room right behind Micheal.

"Look who we have here!" Micheal shouted and sat down on a chair, gesturing me and Calum to sit down between Niall and Luke on a red sofa.

"The famous Calum Hood and Milly Tomlinson!" Both of us waved to the screen and sat down on the sofa.

"You good?" Was the first thing Niall said to me. Did I look bad or something or why does everyone ask me that?

"Yeah, of course. Does something not look alright?"

He shrugged. "I don’t know, you just look a little pale and nervous. That’s all.“

I told Niall about my poor situation at work when he visited us 2 days ago to work on some music with Calum and the other boys.

"I own the company now." I said, not sure if the viewers on the stream could hear our quiet conversation.

The time passed by, I sat cuddled into Calum, not saying much on the stream. I admit that the thing overwhelmed me a little in combination with my new work situation and just was happy when I could finally go home.

The first thing I did, as soon as I returned home, was taking a shower and get into more comfortable clothes before I walked over to our bedroom and found Cal lying on his bed scrolling on his phone.

"Milly, the people love us.“ I gave him a confused look. What? They never liked me.

"What do you mean?" I responded, crawling into bed, to have a look at his phone.

"Micheal sent me screenshots from some comments on his instagram post where he thanked them for the awesome stream."

Looking over at his phone, I couldn’t believe my eyes.

"Millum = cutest couple ever"

"I hope Milly and Calum get married some day."

"Milly cuddled into Calum, literally couple goals."

"If my future boyfriend doesn’t treat me like Calum treats Milly, I don’t want him."

"Omg guys, did you see the small gestures Milly and Calum exchanged throughout the stream?"

Were only some of the best ones I could find.

"I love your fans, they’re the best." I said, handing the phone back to him.

"And I'm happy that they love my princess."

Yeah, I officially melted.

And that night, I made a decision.

I won't give up. Not yet.

I'll continue finding my parents.

Without googling their names though, it simply stressed me out too much and I won’t find out anything anyways, right?

There are other ways. I could for example just go back to the neighborhood where they lived years ago and try meet neighbors who maybe knew them.

I just needed to know more about the mysterious Holly Mathilda Vacker and Arthur Vacker.

My parents.

[forabeatofadrum]

There’s nothing ironic about show choir (22/30)

AO3

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Prompt: Ritual

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BAZ

There’s only one moment each year where Vitis and Rutaceae gets together and that’s to discuss the plans for the December Event. It is a yearly ritual. We never work together. Fuck, we refuse to rehearse together, but the least each choir can do is exchange plans so that we can put on a cohesive show for the other students.

Both choirs are well-aware of the duet between me and Simon. That’s also being discussed today.

But one thing no one, me included, saw coming was Simon walking up to me to stand next to me. People of Vitis and Rutaceae never mingle for choir related things. Even Keris and Trixie are at their respective choirs.

“What a day, huh?” Simon says, as if there’s nothing out of the ordinary.

Dev and Elspeth look bewildered. Niall is whispering to Agatha, but she is the only one who doesn’t mind Simon being here.

“Can’t wait to show everyone what we’ve been working on,” he continues, still acting like nothing’s going on.

“Uh. Salisbury?”

“Hm?”

“What are you doing here?”

Simon frowns.

“Hanging out with you.”

I raise my eyebrows.

“Why?”

“Because… because I like it.”

“You- You like hanging out with me?”

“Yeah,” he says with an unsure smile.

I look around. All of Vitis and Rutaceae is looking at us, except for Agatha. Agatha just looks amused. Did Simon just say that he likes hanging out with me in front of everyone?

Well, things have indeed changed between us, and no one has seen it, so it must be a shock for everyone. Circe, it’s even a shock for me.

“Excellent,” Madam Bellamy says loudly, pulling focus, “Great jobs, boys. Let’s start with the duet then, since that’s the opener.”

Simon and I quickly explain our thought process and we discuss the song choice. Then we sing a small part of it. Everyone seems to like it, which is a good thing.

“Baz chose the song, it’s genius,” Simon tells everyone and all I can do is wonder what the fuck is happening.

“It’s nice,” Penelope says and slowly others start to express their agreement. Simon is beaming at me.

Simon does go back to Rutaceae when it’s time for them to show what they’ve prepared. Then it’s time for Vitis to show off. Pippa is on lead and it’s still debatable. When all of it is done, I expect it to be over. We’ve endured another year.

But then Miss Possibelf asks for our attention.

“Madam Bellamy and I have one last announcement before we leave,” she says.

Madam Bellamy nods.

“Yes, since it’s in the interest of both choirs, we thought now would be the best time to tell you.”

“Madam and I will be retiring after this academic year.”

Wait.

What?

Chaos breaks out. Everyone’s talking over each other. Out of the corner of my eye I see Simon walking away, with Penelope calling after him. I slip away as well.

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End notes: Uhhhh, full disclosure. I completely forgot about Sectionals because I was so focused on this December performance and the duet. Let’s just say that both choirs competed in Sectionals and won, and it all happened off-screen. If we look at Glee, Sectionals happens around Fall with Regionals in Spring and Nationals before the end of the academic year.

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Wed 27 Feb

Two Of Us T-8 DAYS

Today at dotd we give thanks for, above all, my convenient fucking time zone wrt the rise of King Louis, thank the gods above for that. I can't tell you every little thing it's TOO MUCH but some highlights of today's barrage of lontent in roughly chronological order... Louis Instagram and twitter profile pics changed, there was a very clever tweet that you had to retweet to unlock the ToU cover art so yeah, boom, trending immediately, followed shortly after by Two Of Us official art and presave links and release date posted (Mar 7! It's moved up a day!) across every platform known to the modern world, trick tweet deleted, Louis' spotify instantly crashed under the weight of people trying to presave and stayed intermittently crashed for like an hour, Louis' website and twitter and everything else updated with the new art theme featuring Louis' handwriting for everything, a handwritten letter emailed out, label and team and colleagues all publicly showing up to support... then a lull. We relaxed, and appreciated the truly astonishing amount of very fast fanart that posted. But then! House of Solo new issue with Louis cover! Presales up for about two minutes, immediately taken down and put back up at a higher price due to demand (:/)(but also now available internationally), sold out, restocked, sold out again, restocked again, idek now go check for yourself. And then! Sun exclusive with preview material from the House of Solo interview- quotes about the song being about Jay! It's Louis, talking about the music!! THE LYRICS OF THE CHORUS. Then more pics from the HoS shoot like every half hour, THEN people discovered a bts photo from that shoot that had been sitting on ig, tagged and everything, since EARLY DEC! Then Louis popped into a Twitter chat ("Thank you for being such a loyal fan base...lots of love") good god I would die. Louis trending for like the third time today. Louis employee Jessie Martin out there liking memes about record labels screwing over clients, lol.

Takeaways and discourses in brief- Jordan Green says Louis was very involved in all the creative and more importantly that this is the "first single of the new campaign" NICE. The release date being moved from Fri to Thurs, which worried some as Fridays are the traditional release day for chart action but Billboard tells us "Thurs is the new Fri" for getting lots of attention. Twitter bio updated but the '1/4 of One Direction' still there, aww. Biggest takeaway of the day though, team Louis is KILLING IT, promo is ON POINT and we are absolutely living for it!!! And, possibly we're about to fucking die of it, this is a lot. Still to come probably in the next few days, Line of Best Fit interview or tease, MeRCh??, more video snippets? They've posted starting at exactly 5 pm GMT the last couple days, it seems totally possible that's going to continue all week so clear your schedules and brace yourselves!

In two of the HoS photos we've seen Louis is wearing a very distinctive shirt that was also worn by Rami Malek to the premier of Papillon, in which he played the character of Louis. Papillon, of course, is the story of two men, Henri and Louis, who are locked up by tptb and plotting to escape together: the 1973 Steve McQueen version of the movie was the inspiration for many of Harry and Louis' tattoos, including the butterfly and the card suits. Maybe it's unrelated! But I personally really hope he wore it as a coded message cause tbh wtf is that shirt, it looks like a 90s lesbian sitcom character promo photo top. Yeah yeah I know y'all love that I'M SORRY I just CANNOT

Some discourse about appropriate things to post about this very personal song/topic which I absolutely do not have space to cover but everyone seems to agree that we should tag for death and grief warnings and some are already having a hard time, so let's go with that?

Phew okay. Listen Niall's really out there making a bid for headlining these updates but dude, this is Not the time for your antics! Not till after the 7th! Sheesh. Still, props, getting drunk and getting papped being ridiculously handsy with your PA is a damn good bid for attention, I'm listening... So, "oops I was drunk and getting sloppy with a pal?" Cynical bid for media coverage on the heels of the recent "mystery girl" articles about them being papped so much together? Trying to tell us he's actually dating his employee? This seems the least likely scenario but Niall is a dark fucking horse, who the hell knows. Anyway to be fair he was also being handsy af with some blond dude, covering all the bases?

And finally Harry was spotted lunching in London. I don't know what this fandom's coming to when Harry news is the most relaxing and straightforward part of it, honestly. Again, get it together Niall - that's supposed to be you! I don't even know which way is up anymore I swear.

[cherrygarden]

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[suck4angststory]

One shot: Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw X Fem!Reader

This Town

Warning: Allusion to sex, sexy times, language, mention of drug use, Bradley being an ass. English is my second language. Feel free to give me a comment about my writing and grammars mistakes

Author Note: this story inspired by Niall Horan song with the same title. If you want to be tagged just let me know in the comment. I can't reply to any of your comments because it's sideblog. But I really thankful for your comments and responds.

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Summary: Bradley Bradshaw is reminiscing his past relationships on his way to the Hard Deck. When he step into the Hard Deck, he met with someone he'd been thinking about.

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Bradley woke up from his sleep, he squinted his eyes to adjust the light that comes out of the window. When he adjust it, Bradley tilted his head to the side, and one of his arms stretch out to the pillow beside him.

He stared at the other side of his bed longingly. He then shifts his gaze to the pillow beside him and caresses on top of it.

He rolled his body to the other side of the bed and planted his face on top of the pillow. He closed his eyes and inhaled the pillow deeply.

Five years, but her scent still lingered in his mind.

Yesterday when he was back from training, he remembered how she'd greeted him with kisses and hugs. Not bother if he's sweaty and smell of the sun from training.

His mind makes him project her shadow at how she runs toward him and greets him. And how he'll embrace her immediately.

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"I'm home babe" Bradley called out when he stepped inside of the house. He stood in the living room and throw his bag onto the couch. He then heard a footstep running from the stairs. He smiles at the sound.

(Y/N) running from upstairs to the living room straight to Bradley who stood in the middle with his flight suit open up to his waist that revealing the black shirt he wearing underneath it.

She then threw herself to Bradley who caught her in her butt. Bradley let out a laugh and placed his chin on her shoulder.

(Y/N) then placed her head in the crook of his neck. Her breath that hits his neck gives him shivers.

"I miss you... What's taken you so long" she whined in Bradley's neck. Bradley laugh and walked them towards the couch. He sits down on the couch gently with (Y/N) still clingy to him like a koala.

"I'm at the base, I have training today for the new mission. Remember" he strokes her hair gently. (Y/N) burry her face on his neck deeper.

"But you've gone too long. I even finish one season of Game Of Thrones while you're gone" She pouted at Bradley's neck. Her voice muffled in his neck made Bradley let out grunts. Bradley then lifts her face from his neck.

"You watched Game of Thrones without me? What happens to our watching season?" Bradley asks her with raised eyebrows.

"If I watch it with you. We'll never finish the series because whenever the sex scene appeared, we'll always end up with me underneath you until we forgot about the series" she rolled her eyes at Bradley. She moves on Bradley's lap so she straddles him. Bradley then let out a hiss from the contact.

Bradley then stared at her with adoration. He examined her. She wearing his old College hoodie with the University name printed on the front. She doesn't wear any bra or panties.

"I even made you some chocolate cherry cake you like so much" She give him a seductive smirk and ran her fingers on his chest. Bradley then brushes her hair which impedes him from seeing her face.

"Oh yeah. You mean our cake sex" Bradley match her smirk. She gasps playfully with wide eyes.

"Oh.. you did not call my food like that" She covered her mouth and hit Bradley's chest playfully. Bradley rolled his eyes at her.

"You always make that cake when you want to have a long loving sex with me" He retorted and give her a seductive smirk, his hand travelled to her butt.

"I did not want to have sex with you." She scoffed and try to get up from Bradley's lap, but Bradley hold her tightly so she can't escape.

"Oh yeah. So that's why you're not wearing any panties" Bradley then smack her ass playfully. She gasp and looked at him with wide eyes.

"You did not" She exclaimed, but Bradley just give her another smack.

"And you're not wearing any bra" He cups one of her breasts. (Y/N) then swat her hand from her breast and rolled her eyes at him

"Oh whatever" She then tries to get up again but Bradley holds her tight.

"Bradley.." she shot him an intimidate looked.

Bradley who have a smirk on his face faltered slightly, he then released her.

Bradley thinks she's not in the mood right now and now she's mad because he's gone too long. He knows it's her day off now, working as a veterinarian in San Diego rarely has a day off. It's like every day, they've sick pets that'll need her to assist. Or she'll perform a surgery that sometimes took half of her day.

That's why they've been waiting for this day so they can spare her free time in each other embrace. But Maverick have a different plant, it's like he always intervenes in something in his life. He's not blaming Mav though, it's just when he has something he likes, it always got interrupted, and Maverick is always there.

(Y/N) get up from Bradley and walked towards the kitchen. But she stopped before she entered the kitchen. She turned her head to Bradley who sat on the couch fidgeting with his fingers deep in thoughts.

"Hey Rooster" Bradley lift his head and looked at her. "Catch me if you can," She said in a seductive voice and smirked at her face.

A grinned form on Bradley's face. He then rose to his feet and begin to run towards (Y/N).

When she saw Bradley rose to his feet. She let out a squeal and run towards the kitchen, Bradley chases her until she stopped to catch her breath and stood opposite each other on the kitchen island.

"I probably should begin to run with you," She said between her breath.

"Oh you better, because you're too slow now" Bradley grinned at her.

"Oh, you think" She smirked and (Y/N) jerked her body to the left to distract Bradley so he'll run to the left and she can run away from him to the right. Giggles will escape their lips once or two.

(Y/N) jerk her body to the left again and Bradley begins to chase her from his right, but (Y/N) running opposite Bradley and running towards the exit. But Bradley being in the navy and always having to run for miles away catch her real quick in the living room. She catches her in her waist and lifts her in the air for a bit.

"Got you" (Y/N) let out a squeal when Bradley catch her. Bradley then turns her body so she's facing him.

A grinned form in his face, (Y/N) then grabbed Bradley's face and smashed her lips again his. Bradley let out a moan when she bit his lips. When Bradley closed his eyes, (Y/N) released herself from Bradley.

Bradley tries to chase her lips but (Y/N) let out giggles and runs from him. Bradley open his eyes and saw her leaning again the stairs. She rest her arms at the handrail and motioned her fingers to come to her. She batted her eyelash at him and give him a seductive smirk.

Bradley let out a breathy laugh and tilt his head down.

"Oh, you little minx" Bradley muttered under his breath but loud enough from (Y/N) to hear it. When she saw Bradley start running toward her, she let out a squeal and run upstairs towards their shared bedroom.

Before she can close the door, Bradley catches her and throw her to the bed. He pinned her down in the bed and they breathed heavily to catch their breath. (Y/N) giggles underneath him.

"You're something else, you know that," He said between his breath.

"Oh, you have no idea" she gives him a seductive smirk and shook her head. Bradley just giggle and leaned down to kiss her. She kiss him back and they spent their day in each other embrace.

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Bradley finished putting on his outfit. Hangman wants to meet him at the Hard Deck with the others. They'll celebrate Hangman Bachelor Party.

Hangman finally getting married. He laughed at that thought.

Their friends think he'll get married first. His friends even already make a plan to throw him a Bachelor Party with the entire squadrons at the Pacific Fleet. But now here he is, still alone and turned out to be the one who's gonna throw his friend a Bachelor Party.

He let out a sigh and saw himself in the mirror. He wore a blue Hawaiian shirt with blue leaves and a white flower pattern. Black jeans covered his legs. He then put his aviator glasses in his eyes and took his car key from the vanity.

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When Bradley step into the living room, he always saw her shadow walking in there. How she'll scold him when she saw him put his foot on the coffee table. How she'll call him from the kitchen when their dinner is ready. How she'll call him whenever the sink not working again. How she'll give him a massage when he has a heavy training session. How he'll give her a massage too whenever she has a long surgery. How they're in each other embrace watching the Game Of Thrones that'll end up releasing some steam.

***

When he drove away towards the Hard Deck, he remembered her again. Everything in this town remained him of her. How they always drove together whenever they got invited by their friends at the Hard Deck. How they drove together to Penny House to dinner with Maverick and Penny. How they drove together to Maverick hangar. Even he remembered how he 'Borrow' Maverick plane when Maverick was not home and Bradley took her to the sky.

They even watched the sunset together on the plane before they got threatened to be shot down because they flew too close to the military base. When they landed, they meet with Maverick's scolded face with hands on his hips. They just giggle like a lovesick teenager that just got caught making out in their backseat car.

Whenever they got back from Hard Deck, they can't keep each other hands-on themselves. Bradley will place his hand on her thighs and move it up and down until his hand is close to her crotch. Bradley will park his car at the curb and they'll throw each other clothes to get out their lust from their system.

One time, they even get caught by the police because they doing it in front of someone's house, the house owner called the police because they think there are some weird activities in the car. And of course, Maverick have to bail them out. Again.

***

Bradley rose his hand to caress his cheek. He rests his elbow on his car door with one hand still on the steering wheels. A smile formed on his lips remembered that day.

****

He then arrived at the Hard Deck. When he stepped into the Hard Deck, he didn't see any of his friends there. He lifts his wrist to see the time, he's early. He then walked toward Penny and ordered a beer. When he walked toward her, Penny give her a surprised look, her eyes wide saw him walking into the bar with a smirk on his lips.

"What're you doing here?" Penny asked him when she placed his beer.

"It's Hangman Bachelor Party today. They throw it here" Bradley took sips of his beer before answering Penny's question.

"Oh.." Penny looked at him, a worried look on her face. When he wants to ask what's wrong with her, the bell on the front door ring. When he turned around, he thought he'll meet with one of his friends but turns out, he met with someone that he'd been thinking about on his way to the Hard Deck.

His mouth was agape and grins formed on his face. When he want to call her name, he saw someone behind her. A man behind her throws his arm on her shoulder and kisses her on the temple.

She smiles at him and gives him a peck on his lips. She then intertwined her fingers with his hand that hanging on her shoulder. They walked towards the corner of the bar, the man in her arm give a wave with his free hand to the group that sat on the corner. They then sit down with them and the girl sits on the man's lap.

Bradley followed their every move with his eyes until they sat down. A solemn look wrote on his face. He then turns his attention back towards his beer on the counter and took a big gulp of it.

Penny saw him behind the counter while cleaning the glass. She gives him a sympathetic look.

Bradley stared at the beer bottle in his hands and his mind begin to drift from when they first met.

###

It was a busy day at the Bar, all the navy were laughing and drinking with their folks and friends catching how they were doing.

The little girl stood in front of the piano that was attached to the wall. She stared at the little boy who sat on top of the Piano, a cowboy hat covering his blond hair. She stared at her with a doe eye and a curious look writing on her face.

The boy looked from his place to the little girl who stood in front of him. He looked at her with wide eyes, he had never seen a girl that was so pretty except his mom. His cheeks reddened with how intense the little girl watching him.

"Why do you sit on the piano?" The little girl asks him, curious.

"B-because I will sing with my father in this," he told her, a shy smile forming on his lips.

"Can I join you?" She asked the boy with a pleading look.

"Of course. But I don't know how you can sit in here" He pointed to the spot beside him.

"Don't worry, I can climb myself" The little girl walked toward the piano seat and begin to climb on top of it. But before she can reach on top of the piano, someone scoops her away.

"Whoop, you're gonna fallen if you climbed like that, little girl" A man with a moustache scoop her from the piano seat and place her on his hips. His eyes were covered with dark aviator glasses.

"Sorry, sir.." she tilted her head down and pouted her lips. She looked at him with an apologetic looked.

The man chuckled at her "Don't worry, just don't climb without an adult around you" he give him a smile and the little girl reciprocated the smile wider and nodded her head.

"I'm Nick by the way. Bradley's father. What's your name?" He asked the little girl in his arms.

"Mm... (Y/N)" she answered shyly. Nick chuckled at her.

"So, (Y/N), You want to sit down with Bradley on top of the piano?" He asked her and pointed his fingers towards Bradley who smiles so wide when his father mentioned his name.

The little girl stared at him with wide eyes and nodded her head with excitement. Bradley's father chuckles and begins to place the little girl to sit down with Bradley on top of the piano, but before he can place her, someone cried out calling her name in the bar.

"(Y/N)! (Y/N)! (Y/N)" the little girl wiggled in Nick's arms hearing her name got called. She then drops herself from Nick's arms and runs towards a man that tearing people apart to search for her.

"Daddy!!!" She cried out and jumped on her feet to give her father attention. A man in his 30's kneeled in front of her and engulfed her with hugs.

"Oh thank god, don't run away like that again" he strokes her daughter's hair. A breath of relief exits his mouth.

"I'm sorry daddy, I'm just curious about the boy who sat at the piano" she pointed her fingers towards the piano behind her.

"The boy..?" Her father muttered to himself. He released her daughter from his grips and lift her. She then placed her on his hips. He looked at the piano and saw Nick wave at them with toothy grins and Bradley smiling behind him.

(Y/N) father walked to them.

"Hey, I saw your daughter want to climb to the piano" Nick waved at him and motioned his hand towards (Y/N)

"I want to sit with Bradley" She pouted at her father and pointed to Bradley who still sat on top of the piano. He raised his eyebrows at her.

"Bradley huh.." a teasing look on his face. His daughter's cheeks reddened and she whined at him and hide her face in his neck. He let out a chuckle at that.

"Yes, Bradley, my son" Nick chuckle at him "I'm Nicholas Bradshaw, but you can call me Nick. I'm Bradley's Father" Nick extended his hand towards (Y/N) father who take it and shook his hand.

"I'm Tony. (Y/N) father" he nodded his head towards (Y/N) who still hiding in his neck.

"Umm... Mr Tony. Can-can (Y/N) sit with me on the piano?" Bradley asks from his seat, a shy smile forming his lips. Nick and Tony shift their gaze to him. (Y/N) heard Bradley mention her name lift her face from his father's neck and stared at Bradley with a shy smile.

Tony then shifts his gaze towards (Y/N) "well (Y/N) you want to sit with Bradley?" Tony asked her daughter and motioned his head towards Bradley.

"Yes, daddy" she nodded at her father.

"Perfect" Nick exclaimed with a clap of his hands.

Tony then walked toward the piano and place her on top of it beside Bradley. (Y/N) then looked at Bradley with a bright smile and extended her hand towards him.

"Hey, I'm (Y/N)" Bradley accepts her hand and shook it

"I'm Bradley" they then giggle at each other.

Nick saw this smile at them. He then sits down on the piano chair and begins to fiddle randomly with the keyboards.

Nick lift his head from the piano keyboard and looked at the little girl that sat with Bradley.

"So (Y/N). Do you know Great Balls of Fire" Nick asked still playing randomly with the keyboard.

(Y/N) nodded her head "Yes, my mom sometimes sings to me when I can't sleep"

"That's great then, prepare your voices because we're gonna give people at the bar the best concert on earth" Nick grinned at them and he begin to play the not for Great Balls of Fire. They begin to sing together. (Y/N) and Bradley sings the chorus at the top of their lungs. Soon Maverick join them and they begin to sing more loudly.

****

Penny placed a shot in front of Bradley startled him from his train of thoughts. He lifts his head from the beer bottle he stared at.

"I'm not ordered anything, Pen" He slides the shot towards Penny.

"I know. It's on the house" she slides back the shot to Bradley. Bradley just let out a deep sigh and gulp down the entire shot in one swig. He didn't even grimace at the taste.

Penny stared at him and leaned her body at the counter.

"That bad huh?" Penny asked him. A pity looked on her face.

Bradley just shrugs his shoulder and gives Penny the empty glass shot.

"You should move on. She's getting married next week" Penny took his glass shot and place it behind the counter.

"She's getting married?" Bradley stared at her wide eyes. Shock evidence in his voice.

"Yeah, I invited her here so she can give me her invitation directly. Including yours" She pointed out to him.

"You know I can't Penny. It's been five years, but I can't forget her. I still love her" His voices get quiet at the end. Bradley rubs his face with his hands in frustration.

"And who's fault is that," Penny retorted and leave him to serve another customer.

Bradley's mind begin to drift when their relationship collapsed.

####

It was a shitty day for Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw. He has another fight with Maverick again, today. Hangman tried to get under his skin, despite Phoenix telling him to stop, but for Hangman not to get under Rooster's skin for a day makes his mouth aching.

So he pushes his button, until Rooster land a punch on him. He heard enough today, Maverick just being bitch on him and he had enough.

Blood trips down from Hangman's nose. Phoenix sprung into action and help Hangman who covered his nose with his hand.

"What's wrong with you, Bradshaw!!" Phoenix shouts to Rooster angrily.

People in the hangar begin to gather toward them. They think Hangman gonna punch Rooster back. But Hangman know it was his fault, he deserved it.

He was just shocked Rooster have the courage to finally punched him. Sure, Bradley will snap at him but too coward to lay a punch on him, according to Hangman. Phoenix then helps Hangman towards the Clinic to get him patched up.

When he got training new manoeuvres with the jet, he got into another argument with Maverick in the sky that let them take out of it in dogfighting skills.

Their fight makes Rooster almost crash his jet, again. It did not just piss Maverick out, Admiral Simpson pissed off with him too. Turn out his argument with Hangman got to their ears too.

Now, Rooster found himself in his house. Sit down at the bottom of the stair. Maverick suspended him for a week because of his actions today. Maverick said his lucky just got a week of punishment.

He buries his face in his hand. He wants to forget this day to his girlfriend, he wants to tell her everything and said everything gonna be okay. But, she's nowhere in the house. She hasn't been home for two days.

Rooster shout angrily at his hand that still covered his face. He throws his shoes into the living room that bounced behind the coffee table. He then rest his arm on the walls beside him, he then placed his forehead on top of his arm.

He's angry, he's fuming. But nobody cares for him. They leave him alone again. Nobody on his side this day, nobody telling him everything gonna be okay, that it's not his fault.

And he begins to cry. He cries, pouring out all of it.

*****

For five days she has been stuck in the Clinic because of the five surgery she has to do. When she reached the third surgery, she wants to raise her hand and surrender. But the looked of the children they give her and the gleaming hope to save their pets, become a burden to her. So she give them a tight-lipped smile and called out for the next pet to take care of.

And after five days, they released her. Her body is aching, every move she made, it's gonna have a cracking bone sound. Her feet are sore from standing too long, her back hurt because she got to take a quick nap on the couch in her office which is not eligible for sleeping, and there's a big black bag under her eyes.

When she steps into the house, she wants to fall into Bradley's arms and cuddle with him all day. She wants to cling to him like a baby koala. And after a long nap, Bradley will take a bath with her and give her a massage in the bath. She moaned at the thought.

But the reality mocking her once again. She saw the living room like a hog pen. The room is dim, with just a tv that played Breaking Bad lighten the room. On the coffee table, bags of snacks, empty beer bottles, and left-over boxes are scattered around it.

She looked at the state of the living room with a bemused look. Bradley, her boyfriend lay on his stomach on the couch and watched the show with no enthusiasm. He wearing a hoodie with grey sweatpants. The hood covered his hair.

"What the hell Bradley!" He shouts makes him startled. He lift his head from the pillow and looked at her.

"Oh, the princess finally arrived" He snickered at her and rolled his eyes.

(Y/N) let out a loud scoff at his reaction. "What the hell are you fucking doing? The living room looked like a hogpen" She exclaimed at him and begin to walk towards the light switch. she let out a gasp and eyes wide open seeing the state of the living room that much worse, dirty clothes scattered around. Bradley groaned and bury his face further on the pillow.

She then walked toward the kitchen and placed her bag on the counter. She grabs the trash bag in the drawer and throws it to Bradley who still laying on the couch. The trash bag hit his head.

"What the fuck (Y/N)!!!" Bradley lift his head from the pillow and stared at her angrily. (Y/N) saw his state, his moustache growth thick and beard covered his jaw. His eyes were red and pupils dilated.

"Are you fucking high, Bradshaw!" She shouts at him. Bradley just rolled his eyes and bury his face in the pillow beneath him.

She then walked towards him, she yanks the hood from his head and hit his shoulder "Get up, get up, Bradshaw!!" she hit his shoulder until he got up.

"Aw, that fucking hurt!!" He exclaimed and got up from his position. He then sits down and rubs his eyes with his fist. (Y/N) sit down beside him.

"Look at me Bradley" She ordered him. But Bradley ignores her and avoided eye contact with her.

She let out a sigh and grabs Bradley's face and forces him to look her in the eyes. She examined his face, his beard feels so strange in her hand.

"Are you high?" She exclaimed to him.

"No, I'm just drunk!" He swatted her hand and release his head from her grip.

"I know the difference between high and drunk Bradshaw. Don't lie to me" She remarked to him. "What the fuck is wrong with you" And slap his shoulder.

Bradley rubs his face in frustration "Nothing wrong with me (Y/N)!! Why does everyone think there's something wrong with me!!. Nothings wrong!! Nothings happen!! So stop pretending as you care!!" He bawled and looked at her with fury. He breathed heavily after he finished talking. He then bury his face in his hands and muttered fuck

(Y/N) eyes begin to water, she looked at him astounded. Bradley never snaps at her, they have arguments a few times but Bradley never raises his voice to her.

(Y/N) clenched her jaw to keep herself from crying in front of him. She looked away from him and stared at her hand in her lap. She sniffed a few times and then stands up.

"You know, I'm going to bed. We're not in the same mind right now. So I'm gonna go to sleep. It's been a long day" Her voice cracked and she sniffed a few times. Bradley still buries his face in his hands. Not looking at her or trying to reach her.

(Y/N) then walked away from him to upstairs.

"You clean up your mess. I'm not living with a homeless" She said to him while she climbed the stairs. The sound of the door closing in upstairs is loud enough and makes the furniture in the living room shake a bit.

Bradley lift his head from his hand and stared at the state of the living room. He then let out a deep sigh.

****

When (Y/N) body hit the bed, she begin to cry, She cried until she sleep. When she woke up, she met with a massive headache. When she saw the other side of the bed, she didn't find Bradley. She then gets up and starts for the day.

When she walked downstairs, she saw the living room is clean again. The dirty clothes are gone, and the snack bags and left-over food box are gone. The living room smells normal now. She then walked to the kitchen and saw Bradley sitting at the kitchen stool steering his coffee. He still wearing the hoodie yesterday, but he looked soberer now. He still hasn't trimmed his beard.

(Y/N) then grab herself a mug and poured the coffee from the kettle.

"I'm sorry" Bradley croaked behind her. She stopped stirring her coffee and rest both of her hands on the kitchen island. She tilted her head down and let out a sigh. She then turns around to face him. She looked at him and cross her arm on her chest.

"I'm sorry, I was being a dick tomorrow. It's just, that I got a lot going on this past week. I got suspended by Maverick, and you're not there. I don't know where I've to...." He trailed off

"Hold on" (Y/N) raised her palm to tell him to stop. "So this is my fault you acted like that yesterday?" She raised her eyebrows at him.

"Yes... I mean no. It's just, that I don't have anyone to hold and you're gone for five days. I don't know what to do" he uttered to her.

"So you get high and live like in some kind of a junk house?" She exclaimed with raised her tone at him.

"No!!" Bradley shouted at her. "You know what, you don't have room to talk. Where were you in past five days? Did ever you work?" He accused her. (Y/N) stared at him bewildered.

"What did you just say?" She leaned toward the counter

"I said did you even work in the past five days?" He sneered at her.

"Did you just accuse me of cheating, Bradshaw?" She scoffed at him and folded her arm in her chest.

"Oh, so you admit it?" He laughed slightly and motioned his hand to her.

"Unbelievable" she scoffed pick her bag on the counter and walked away from Bradley.

"(Y/N)! Hey! We're not done talking!!" He then followed her, when he saw her want to open the front door, Bradley stopped in the living room and shout at her.

"Oh great, run away from your fucking problems like you always do !!" He pointed out to her.

(Y/N) then turned around and walked toward him until she faces level with him. She clenched her jaw to prevent herself from crying.

Bradley's eyes are red with fury. He breathing heavily.

" I fucking pity you, Bradshaw. You're like this because you don't know who to blame. You want to blame, Maverick but you know deep down he has the right to suspense you!" She said with gritted teeth. "You disappointed with yourself, so you channelling them like this. You're doing it because you want people to suffer what you're going through in the past week" she pushes her fingers to Bradley's chest which makes Bradley step back slightly.

"We're done here" she then walked away to the front door. Bradley stared at her bewildered, trying to process her words. Then it hit him with the last words.

"Fine!! If you wanted it like that. We're done, we're over. This relationship is bullshit anyway!!!" He called out before she step out of his house. She closed the door with force and walked toward him again.

"Okay!! If you want it like that. I'll send someone to move my stuff from here" She spat at him and run towards her car. When she started to drive away from their house no it was his house now. She begin to cry, she was not coming to work that day, she drove to Penny's house and pour out everything to Penny.

Bradley didn't call her or try to reach her. It's been a week after their fight. Maverick came to his house to collect (Y/N) stuff, but he met with Bradley that so much worse than when (Y/N) found him a week ago.

Bradley told him to just fuck off and leave, he said he don't need some lecture for the great Maverick Mitchell. But when Maverick told him that he's coming not to talk to him but to collect (Y/N) stuff, that's when Bradley now he fuck up.

He begins to call her and try to find her. He visit her clinic but her colleagues told him she resigned three days ago and they don't know where she is. Bradley tries to talk to Penny but she just gives him a cold shoulder and slams the door in his face.

The last person for Bradley is Maverick. But Maverick didn't know where she is too. He just came here because Penny asked her to collect (Y/N) stuff. Bradley then sat down on the couch and begin to release what happen in the past week.

Four years later when he drive away in the street, he saw a new animal clinic downtown, it was the old clinic (Y/N) that used to work, but the clinic have to close down because they have some issues with the government.

Bradley parked at the curb opposite the clinic and stared at it. He smiled remembering how he used to drive (Y/N) here for her work.

When he want to drive away, he saw someone step out of the clinic. His breath hitched looked who was it. When he want to climb out of his car, he saw a male step out of the clinic too, he saw how her face brightened and give the man kiss on his lips.

Bradley's heartbroken seeing this. He then begins to drive away from the clinic.

(Y/N) shift her gaze from the man in front of her to look across the street. She frowned when she saw a familiar baby blue Bronco just driving away from there. Her mind begins to think about someone from her past.

####

His daydreaming gets stopped when he feels someone clasp his back. He turn his head and saw Hangman and the others begin to gather in his seat. He forced a smile at them and congratulate Hangman on his engagement. Hangman then order drinks from Penny before walking toward the Pool table.

The boys then drag Bradley to the Pool table to join them. Hangman, Coyote, Bob, and Payback begin to play pool and Rooster just stared at them, drinking his beer quietly. His eyes once or two will shift towards the couple in the corner that in each other embrace, they were laughing with their group of friends.

Rooster finished his beer in one swig and rose from his seat.

"Where are you going, Rooster" Fanboy asked him when he saw him walking toward the back door.

"Outside, just need some fresh air" He called out to him and open the back door. He stopped at the patio and stared at the ocean in front of him. He inhales deeply before releasing it from his mouth.

***

(Y/N) shift her gaze towards the back door. She saw a familiar brown hair with a Hawaiian shirt. She clearly knows who is what.

"What's wrong, babe?" Her fiancée, Sam, looked at her and frowned.

"I think I saw Bradley" she still looked at the back door.

"Your ex-boyfriend?" He lifted his eyebrows to her. (Y/N) then glance back to him.

"Yes and my best friend" she rolled her eyes at him. "I think I'm gonna talked to him" she then gets up from his lap.

"Okay, but don't go too long. I'm gonna miss you" he pouted at her.

"Ugh, you guys are so cute, makes me wanna puke" one of their friends pretends to gag and make the other laugh.

(Y/N) just rolled her eyes at them and kiss Sam's lips "I'll be right back" She smiled at him and walked toward the backdoor.

"Whipped" his friends exclaimed to him. But Sam's stared at (Y/N) walked out towards the back door with lovingly.

****

Bradley stared at the ocean in front of him until he feel a presence beside him. He turned his head to the side and saw someone he'd been daydreaming about for the day.

"I remember we used to play here and Maverick and Penny will look for us. When we saw they started acting goofy woofy.."

"We'll be running towards the water and make Maverick freak out because they think we're gonna go for swims by ourselves" Bradley finished her sentence. (Y/N) turned her head towards him.

"Oh, you still remember there Bradshaw " She gives him a teased smirk.

"Yeah, how could I forget the memories with my best friend" he stared at her. A soft smile formed on his lips.

"Wow.. my best friend. How long I've never heard that word again" (Y/N) amused. She turned her head and watch the waves hitting the sand.

Bradley let out a chuckle, he tilt his head down and stared at his feet. Five years, but she still makes him nervous just by standing there. He looked at her from the corner of his eyes. Her face is illuminated by the golden hue of the sun. The wave makes her hair flows beautifully and makes her face displayed perfectly.

"Don't look at me like that, Bradley" she said to him still looking towards the beach.

Rooster shifts his gaze to the ocean in front of him.

"I'm not looking at you" he mumbled and cleared his throat. He missed how his name sound on her lips. He shifts in his feet to try to free the nervousness in his body.

"Yeah, you looking at me like I am the one you've been looking for, you look at me like when our first time together, Bradley," she said softly to him. Bradley stared at her with adoration.

She smiles and shifts her eyes back to the ocean. "You know, you're not changed, Bradley"

There's silence between them, just the sound of the waves heating the sand. Bradley then clears his throat.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry for all I say to you five years ago. I know I shouldn't say something like that to you" He said it with sorrow, his head tilted down. Bradley then lift his head and looked straight at her.

"And I-I love you.." He hesitated. "I should have said that when we started together, but I'm so coward to say that word to you. And I'm sorry. Again" he stared at his feet. He begins to rock his feet back and forth, a habit he always does when he's nervous.

"Oh, Bradley" (Y/N) then hugs him. Bradley is taken aback by this, but he returns her hug. He circles his arms around her waist and buries his face in his shoulder. He closed his eyes and breathed her scent deeply, trying to remember it. She smells different now, it's more fruity than what he remembers five years ago.

"I love you too. Not in the same way though. But I still love you, as a friend. My best friend, who always came whenever I needed him. Whenever I need a rescue, you'll not hesitate to come to rescue me. My Knight in shining armour. I'm sorry, I'm so much trouble for you, must be hard babysitting me since we're in elementary. " She chuckles

"No, you're not. I always like to babysit you" He muttered in her neck. She chuckles at him and released herself from his embrace. Bradley didn't want to release her, he want to grab her again and trap her in his arms. But he knows, he can't do that again.

"What'd you say five years ago, it change me. You said I'm always running away from my problem and too coward to face it myself. And I always need you to face them." she stared at him and said it softly

"I'm sorry. You're not a coward. You're..." Bradley tilted his down

"It's okay, Bradley. I'm glad you said that because it makes me know what I should fix on myself. What I should change in me." She smiled at him.

"I'm sorry." Bradley stared at her eyes deeply. His eyes are full of sorrow.

"I'm glad you became one of my love history, Bradley. You teach me a lot of things until it led me to him" She nodded her head towards the door with a smile. There's silence between them.

"So.. he's the one then?" Bradley raised his eyebrows. Disappointed lace in his words

"Maybe.." she trailed off. A smile never left her face. Bradley nodded his head

"Congratulations, I heard you're gonna get Married" it feels foreign for Bradley to speak the words.

"Yeah, next week. You should come, though. Mav and Penny gonna come too" she pokes his shoulder.

"I will" He gave her a fake smile. She then let out a deep sigh.

"Huh... I should probably go back inside. I think I'm too long in here" She smiled at Bradley and shift her gaze back to the ocean for a second.

She move forward and stand on her tiptoe to kiss Bradley on the cheek "See you again, Rooster" she said to him and walked away towards the door.

"Goodbye, (Y/N)" He said when she was out of earshot.

From the glass window on the backdoor, he saw her greeted by Hangman and his friends. They exchange hugs, until (Y/N) soon-to-be husband came over to greet them.

He stared at the scene with a longing look. He then turn around and stared at the ocean. Bradley then pick out his phone in his jeans pocket and begin to click some number and called it.

He waited until someone pick up the phone.

"Hey, Mav.."

"Can you tell me about the Australian mission?"

Maybe this time. He's the one gonna run away.

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can you do a imagine where y/n plays volleyball and she gets hurt and h take care of her?

A/N: hiii! I hope you like this! I also had to look up some details about volleyball as it’s not really that commonly played here in Ireland, if I say something wrong pls ignore it I tried my best. The vaccine is kicking my ass rn, I got my second dose so if this sucks and there’s mistakes pls ignore that also 😭 Enjoy !!

This is college!Harry and Y/N I hope you don’t mind !!

Warnings: talks of smut, strong language and Harry being a sarcastic loveable asshole.

Today was not Y/N day.

First of all, she woke up late, giving her only twenty minutes to get ready and make her way to college, which is usually a thirty minute drive without traffic. She was like a lightening bolt running through her apartment, falling over Harry’s shoes that were just abandoned around her room and trying to find any clean clothes as Harry came over last night and as usual, he distracted her from doing what she needed to do, which was her laundry.

He was asleep while she did all this, her small huffs and puffs picking up his shoes and throwing them into the corner didn’t even cause the lazy log in the bed to move once, his body tucked up under the covers as his face smushed against her purple sheets as he let out small snores, she looked at him and silently wished that was her. She was lucky she packed her gym bag last night before he arrived over, all of her clothes, her ankle braces, her knee pads and her favourite trainers she wears for games all packed into her bag and all she needed to do was pick it up and throw it into the trunk of her car along with her book bag.

She kissed Harry’s forehead and again, he did not even move, he may of given out a slight hum for a grumbled word but Y/N didn’t have time to contemplate what he said, she was rushing out the door wearing clothes that were probably Harry’s as the joggers were nearly falling off her as she ran. She didn’t care though, she needed to be in her first lecture or her grades would go down. She made it to campus with only thirty seconds to spare, she doesn’t know how she wasn’t pulled over for driving faster than the speed limit when she saw the campus come into view. Her body ran through the halls, dodging anyone in her way as she dragged herself to the lecture hall where her professor was probably already starting lesson, his usual morning introduction as everyone set up their laptops or notepads for the hour lecture ahead.

She got a disapproving look from her professor when she slide into a row, flopping down onto the seat and apologising as she rummaged through her bag looking for her laptop. Her professor was already going over what they would be covering today when she realised she doesn’t have her laptop. Then she remembered where it is, it’s in her apartment in the bathroom.

Harry insisted they had a bath last night to relax her after she took some exams in college that day, the pair were soaked under the bubble filled hot water with her laptop propped up on the sink playing a show on Netflix as they relaxed and spoke about their day. She grabbed her notebook and pen and immediately began to scribble down the notes she would have to transfer onto her laptop tonight, if Harry doesn’t distract her again. She knows he might not, he has classes of his own today, his starting later than hers and his classes only being on four days a week instead of five like Y/N, yesterday was his day off, hence why he was being a needy little shit and clinging to Y/N like his lifeline until they fell asleep.

The day dragged out for Y/N, her usual one hour classes feeling like four hours, her notes taking for ages to write up as she tried to keep up with what was being displayed on the board, her lunchtime consisting of her bumming off her friend for a few dollars to get something to eat as she left her purse at home, her friend didn’t mind but she felt awful for asking. When the day finally ended she was relieved, all she wanted to do was get into the gymnasium and play some volleyball with her team to get all the anger she felt today, she was not having a good day and the only things that can help her with that is Harry or volleyball, and because she had training today over their at home game being played next week, she was relieved she could get some stress reliving in before going back to her place where she knows Harry will be — he hates his own apartment as he shares, Y/N only having a one bedroom one that she snagged and Harry being left with a flat thats shared between four people, there’s no privacy there, none.

“You’ve been tense all day, is everything okay?” Abbie, Y/N best friend asks as they begin their warm ups, the two sat on the floor side by side as the stretch their legs and arms getting warmed up for practice.

“Today wasn’t my day, woke up late, forgot my laptop and purse and now I have to go home and type up nearly fifty pages of notes onto my laptop — Who’s idea was it for me to study Biochemistry?” She laughs out, stretching her arms behind her head as Abbie follows suit, the pair watching as the coach shows them what to do, the pair sat at the back to avoid being yelled at for talking.

“I think that was your idea, I certainly didn’t force you to do that. If it helps, environmental studies isn’t easier, I swear I’m constantly writing up lab reports and giving presentations each week” Abbie rolls her eyes, the pair now doing lunges as they continue to chat.

“Shit! I have a presentation next week, I totally forgot” Y/N groans, squeezing her eyes in frustration as she hasn’t even started yet, her mind immediately going to how she has to type up the whole presentation while probably having Harry hang out of her. Harry is studying sports science, in hopes to one day set up his own personal training business. They usually have study sessions together as Harry has just as much work as Y/N, but Harry isn’t as much as a perfectionist as Y/N, he’ll slap together a presentation and call it a night while she has to make it look pretty and aesthetically pleasing.

After a fifteen minute warm up, the girls are already playing a mini match for practice, six players per team, Y/N being up nearest to the net with three other girls. She’s been named as one of the teams best scorers, her jumps are high and her force hitting the ball is something that scares opposing teams when they play competitions. She’s been on the college team for nearly two years now, her whole college course is five years long — she’s aiming for a bachelors degree in Biochemistry, she’s so happy she has something else to do while in here, she knows she would of went crazy if she didn’t have something to calm her down.

They play three games, Y/N’s team wining the first game and the teams tying on the last game due to the positions being switched and she was put to the back to give other players the chance to spike the ball up. She’s back up front on the third game, her body now rested from the small water break they were given in between the games, her body full of adrenaline and ready to play. The game is playing out as usual, Y/N jumping and spiking the ball up and over the net with the help of her team mates, the other team just as good as them as they all battle it out on the court. In the last two minutes is when it all goes downhill, Y/N jumps up to spike the ball, when she lands, she wobbles and falls over, her ankle rolling as she cries out in pain on the court, the coach blowing the whistle to stop the game as everyone rushes around her.

She tries to stand up, she falls back down again, Abbie and another girl holding her up as she shuts her eyes in pain. The coach takes off her ankle brace and sock with her permission, she’s now sitting on the bench as her ankle is iced and checked over by the coach, Abbie helping Y/N by refilling her water bottle when needed, her ankle now propped up on a chair with ice on it as the rest of the team begins their warm downs.

“It’s definitely sprained” Abbie says looking under the ice at her ankle, Y/N wincing when Abbie presses down lightly, jumping when she lets out a small cry.

“Yep, definitely sprained” she says putting the ice back on and sitting down next to her friend as they both laugh a little, the pain easing off with the ice as Abbie distracts her with stories and jokes.

“Y/N, do you have anyone to take you home?” The coach asks, allowing the rest to leave as Abbie stays seated with Y/N.

“I’ll call my boyfriend, thank you for your help” she says as the coach pats her on the back, telling her she can take all the time she needs off while also still being allowed to attend the games to support. She’s devastated about it, but at least she can support her team from the sidelines.

“What happened?” Harry asks running out of his car, the door slamming as Abbie wheels Y/N out in wheelchair given to them by the coach from the injury room.

“Fucked my ankle, doesn’t surprise me honestly, today wasn’t a good day” she sighs s Harry laughs a little, helping her out of the wheelchair and guiding her towards his car that’s parked only three steps away.

“You’re okay now, let’s get you home and rested, yeah?” He says laying her down on the back seat, picking her leg up and resting it on the seat as she winches in pain a little as she adjusts herself on the seat.

“Thanks for all your help, I’ll have Niall come and pick her car up later” Harry says to Abbie, closing the back door and smiling at the girl who’s waving in at her best friend who’s mortified in the back of the car, laughing masking the pain she’s feeling.

“If you both need anything give me a call” she says as Harry nods waving her off as he sits into the car, turning around to look at his girlfriend who’s looking back at him holding in her laugh.

“Only you” he shakes his head laughing as Y/N lets out a loud cackle, knowing he’s right, only her would end up fucking up her ankle even with a brace on it, it’s defiantly a Y/N thing to do.

The car ride home is filled with laughing and a few sing songs as Harry tries to distract her from the pain. He helps her into her apartment by carrying her bridal style up the flight of stairs and placing her down onto the sofa, propping her leg up on the coffee table, raising her ankle up on a pillow as he races to the freezer to find something to put on the injury.

“Okay, all you’ve got is frozen peas” he says placing the green packet down onto her ankle, the picture of peas hilarious as it rests on her skin, the swelling gone down since the gymnasium which is good, as Harry says.

“I’ll run to the store to get you some bandages soon, right now, you need some tea, the sugar will help with the shock you got” he says immediately snapping into Mum mode with her, Y/N smiling at Harry in the kitchen behind her, her head turning and resting on the back of the sofa as she watches him saunter around her kitchen.

“Do you have any homework you need completing? I got all mine done in library period we had today, I’m free to do yours if you have any” he says fiddling with the kettle and switching it on, placing a tea bag into her favourite purple polka dot mug.

“I have to transfer handwritten notes onto my laptop, I can do that” she says as Harry turns around, waiting for the kettle to boil as he looks at her.

“Nope, I’m doing that for you, you need rest! I’m here to help you, I’ll be your nurse” he says turning back around to pour the boiling water into the mug.

“I’m fine Harry, it’s just a small sprain” she fights back, Harry shaking his head as he walks in with her mug filled with warm tea, passing it to her as he sits next to her wrapping his arm around the back of the sofa.

“I’m not leaving you here alone, if you fall what will you do? Get up and walk?” He says sarcastically as she rolls her eyes laughing, resting her head back on his arm as they begin watching the TV before them.

“Also, I expect the same in return if I ever get hurt” he jokes as she slaps his arm playfully, laughing loudly as Harry wiggles his eyebrows at her.

“You’re on top for the next few weeks Styles” she says sipping on her tea as Harry laughs, reaching over to kiss her check.

“I’m always on top, darling” he whispers to her as she pulls back looking at him with a raised eyebrow.

“Babe, please can you be on top? I had a leg cramp this morning and it might come back” she says lowly, imitating Harry and his deep British accent as he looks at her rolling his eyes.

“I don’t sound like that” he says taking her mug from her and sipping a little from her tea as she takes it back off him with a loud groan at what he just did — he always does it to annoy her, or he’ll dip some biscuits into her tea when she’s not looking.

“Oh yeah, must be what my other boyfriend sounds like” she says riling him up, his head turning to her as she looks at the TV screen laughing behind the rim of her mug.

“You’re lucky you’re injured m’love, if you weren’t you would be over my shoulder and thrown down onto your bed and I’d show you who’s your boyfriend, or daddy as you like” he says wiggling his eyebrows as she groans into her tea.

“It was one time! I said it by accident!” She shouts, turning bright red as Harry laughs loudly, kissing her cheek as she pouts looking down at her mug.

“You know I liked it, it’s okay baby” he says resting her head on his shoulder as she cuddles into him, her empty mug on her lap as she pulls the blanket down from the back of the sofa, placing her empty mug on the floor and throwing the blanket over them both.

“I don’t know what I’d do without you” she says feeling sleepy, her day catching up on her as Harry helps her nurse her injury, his hands fixing the frozen peas on her ankle if they move a little.

“You’d probably break your neck or something” Harry says as she groans looking up at him, his dimples popping out as he laughs at his own joke.

“I’m being nice!” She says as he bends down to peck her lips, their smiles against one another lips as they pull away looking at one another.

“I know m’baby, I don’t know what you’d do without me either!” He says sighing in contentment as she rolls her eyes squishing her face into his chest.

“Harry!”

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Hello! You made a tumblr! I woke up so cranky and then I saw this and the fact that the update will be today and it totally cheered me up 😁❤️ Best thing that has happened to me since I’ve been in confinement (COVID sucks 😞)

Also, do you allow scenario asks? If so, may I ask for one 🥺? This might sound so crazy and sooo original but… what if there was only one bed 😬

Hello anon! I'm happy if my update made your cranky day a bit better <3 (COVID does suck)

I don't see why not! And yes, I took my sweet time with your question, sorry <3

Camilla would sleep on the bed, no questions asked. Would snarl if asked if you could join her.

Niall would sleep on the floor, no questions asked. Wouldn't understand why you'd like him to join you. Would choke if continued to provoke. Would perish.

Tinsae would try to come up with some sort of compromise, perhaps try putting something between you two as a barrier. It wouldn't work, eventually you'd yield and sleep on the floor. Tinsae would feel bad about it, try to gather you a lot of blankets as a makeshift bed, and continue to ask if your back is hurting.

Marcus would make fun of the situation, he would be smirking his little heart out. He would ask you to join him in bed. If you'd comply, he would act shocked and accuse you of being a pervert and probably sleep on the floor himself.

I forgot Quinn!! They would just snugly sleep with you and be extremely happy about it. When you woke up, they'd be hanging onto you like a little monkey.