#i have taken it upon myself to do promos for the big bang because i really want to keep having fandom events

[bronte-deserves-better]

By the way, and I know I'm biased, I am SO wildly excited for the @keeper-big-bang-2024. Like, big bangs are super fun events, I can't wait to have someone make fanart for my super cool AU that I'm going to write (!!!!), and also if this one goes well I'm for sure hoping that big bangs can become a more regular fandom thing. Like, a yearly keeper event during the summer when a lot of the fandom is off school? That would be great and I'm excited just thinking about it.

[littledaydreamsofyou]

Flying Visits

So, I haven’t done this before but here goes ....

I submitted this a couple of months ago to @stylesunchained and thought that I would post this here and see what happens.

I would love to hear what you guys think, if anything at all ....

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"Please, it will be so fun. You're not an 'merican too so I'll have someone to get though all of the USA’s with” Harry had all but pulled out the pouty lips and puppy dog eyes as you had Facetime’d one Monday morning for you, Sunday evening for him, what with the time difference and all to the East Coast of America. “I don’t know, it’s not as easy for me to just jet off somewhere.  Some of us have to work you know” you teased whilst sipping on your freshly made smoothie trying not to gag on the green slop, so much for the Summer body!  “Oh come on, I know you’ve been banging on to Gemma about needing a holiday.  Just do it, come see me.  It’ll be great.”  Harry did have a point, I had been harping on to Gemma about needing a holiday ever since I went back to work after Christmas and with money saved up the only thing in my way was my manager and a signed holiday form.  “I have no doubt that it would be anything other, I’ll just have to speak with work and see how that goes before we put anything in motion”, “Oh, so it’s uh not a definite no, then?” Harry sounded a little shocked, apprehensive almost.  “It’s a ‘I’ll see what I can do’ I’m going to have to go, speak soon H”, “Yeah sure, speak to yeh later”.

That conversation took place before 7am on Monday morning and by 11pm on Friday evening you had taken off from Heathrow with Los Angeles as your destination. By some miracle your manager gave you annual leave after the Bank Holiday so you could have like 10 days or so in the California sunshine.  You’d had dinner with Gemma on the Thursday to divulge your plans - you had known her longer than Harry, when you first moved to London a new work colleague hooked you up with a friend that was on the lookout for a new roommate, that person was Gemma and as a result you had eventually met Harry.  Now you were on your way to see the other Style’s sibling albeit with more butterflies than were present in your tummy at Thursday dinnertime.

“Hey you!” Glenne engulfed you into her arms in the Arrivals at LAX who you had approached the familiar face holding the cliched sign with your name on it.  “Hi stranger! How come you’re here?” Admitted you were surprised to find Glenne here, Harry had said that he would arranged for you to get picked up but you were expecting the usual silent type, dressed in all black who called you M’am the entire journey. “Well we have the weekend off and so I nominated myself to be your designated driver, welcome to LA!” Glenne explained as you wheeled your suitcase out into the glorious sunshine and towards the multi-storey car park to find her SUV, the quintessential staple of a California girl it would seem. “So what’s the plans for the weekend? I’ve never celebrated an American holiday before so I’m expecting big things, huge in fact”, “Well I hope that you won’t de disappointed.  Jeff’s family have organised a little party out in Malibu on Sunday for Memorial Day which we’re all going to and that’s the only thing set in stone at the moment”. “Oh cool, I’ve never met them before..” I started, “They know you’re coming and can’t wait to meet ‘Harry’s Friend” Glenne winked at me as she drove. “God, is that what i’m being referred to as, wink and all?” I internally cringed, the last thing I wanted was people thinking I was some money-grabbing girl who was here for a free ride. “No winks were present, they’re just looking forward to meet Harry’s friend from home and H is really looking forward to having a piece of home out here with him too”, “So, is the the one where everyone wears white?”

With Glenne successfully explaining what the appropriate attire would be for the Memorial Day bash in Malibu, a quick stop at In-N-Out Burger for me and Glenne pointing out all of the tourist highlights on the way, when we pulled up at Harry’s new Los Angeles home he was nowhere in sight. “I think Jeff had mentioned about them going to a new spot for Brunch or something” and it seemed that she was right when the both of them turned up within 45 minutes of us parking on the drive. “Ah what a sight! That face! God you look like home!” Harry screamed out as he walked through the hallway to where you stood in the kitchen in clear view of him. “Nice to see you too” you spoke at normal level with Harry’s arms wrapped around you and your face pressed into his neck, he still looked and felt the same as he did before he became Number One in 84 Countries and took off on promo.  That was a great comfort. “I can’t believe you’re here yeh know.  Always turned me down before” Harry pulled back, still keeping his hand on your shoulder.  “Like I said, some of us actually have to work” you repeated squeezing his wrist on your right shoulder and smiling at him, had he always looked this wonderful? Did jet lag set in this quickly?

With Saturday being your first day in LA the four of you had decided on a day at the house and ordering in dinner and making a plan of action for tomorrow.  With an itinerary in place, a wake up call of 8am for yourself decided on and a departure time to Malibu at 11am agreed upon, Glenne and Jeff left for the night. “Bloody hell, what have you got in here?” Harry huffed as he carried your bag up the staircase.  “Options, lots of options” you murmured feeling the time difference just slightly.  “Always prepared, right?” Harry questioned pulling the door open to one of the guest rooms, “So you’ve got towels in the bathroom, the TV remote is on the bedside. Oh, um, there is a uh, a blanket in the wardrobe for  yeh, know how yeh get cold and that”, “Thanks H, you’re the best” you yawned out giving him a side cuddle.

“Harry, are you ready to go?” you showed up the stairs, the clock just about to hit 11am. “I thought having your hair cut off meant you could get ready quicker?” “Quite the opposite actually. Yeh see, I’ve got to uh, make sure the quiff is right” Harry came down the stairs with his keys, wallet and phone all in one hand. “Whatever you say Princess, do you want a bottle of water for in the car?” You asked opening up the fridge and stalling for a second, “Jesus, Joseph and Mary, who’s done a big shop for you?”, “Well I knew yeh were coming, and uh I did it myself, there’s some of you’re uh favourites in there”  Harry reached in behind you grabbing two bottles with his spare hand and shutting the fridge door before it started to beep, “Ready?”.

As your father said, American’s did not do things by half.  The Azoff’s had rented out a whole restaurant for their party and there was a BBQ in full swing, canapés going around for those who were only peckish, cocktails and mocktails being circulated and the bathrooms had the best mirror for a full length selfie which you and Glenne had taken full advantage of. You could get used to this life you thought as you leant against the railings overlooking the Pacific Ocean.  The atmosphere was amazing and as your eyes fell on Harry you laughed at yourself thinking of all of the times you and Gemma had ripped into him about his LA lifestyle and now here you were lapping it up.

You had been doing a scan of the terrace whilst considering a trip over the to BBQ for a second time that afternoon when you saw Harry coming towards you, sashaying and swinging his hips to make you laugh, stupid grin on his face and two margaritas in hand. “Happy Memorial Day!” he cheers’d his glass with you “Right back atcha! Why don’t barbecues back home have this vibe?” you pondered taking your first sip “Generally because it starts to piss it down an hour into it” Harry decided for you, “Yeah, and you can’t make margaritas like this for shit”.   “Heeey, play nicely” he nudge your shoulder as you stifled a chuckle at your own joke. “So whilst you’re out here, is there uh, anything that you maybe uh wanna do?”, “I’m not too sure really, I really want to do Disneyland..” Harry groaned, “What’s wrong with that?” you asked him, standing a little taller ready to defend your suggestion.  “You’re just such a girl that’s all”, “Yeah well, whatever.  I’m happy to just play it by ear, I think Glenne had mentioned having a day together going to lunch and shopping and all that girl crap that you don’t like”.  Taking another sip of your drink you heard Harry take in a deep breath and simultaneously noticing a group of girls staring in your direction or more like at Harry. “Well if you’ve got some free time in and amongst all of that uh girl crap, I’d uh, I’d like to take you out. Just me and you, uh sometime, if you’d like?” Harry turned to face you, you guessed to gauge your reaction. “I would like” you nodded smiling at him. “Great, sounds like another word I want to say right now” Harry spoke, holding your spare hand and leaning back against the railings, together.