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[theonewiththefanfics]

I just got back from Harry’s concert at Wembley and please let this be a new meme format 😂😂😂

[harryssonlyangel]

I Forgot It

In which Y/n and Harry are traveling for love on tour, but she forgot something

Warnings :none. Pure fluff! 

You and Harry were currently getting ready for bed. You guys had just landed in Vegas about 5 hours ago. Tomorrow is Harry's first show of the whole tour and you can not be any more excited than you already are. Harry thinks you might even be more excited than him.

You two were in the bathroom, taking showers after a long plane ride from London. Which you definitely aren't a fan of long flights, but you will do anything to be by Harrys side. While currently standing in the big suite bathroom of the hotel, doing your skincare routine, harry comes up behind you. Wrapping his inked arms around your waist and kissing into your neck. You smile at him through the mirror and start applying you're toner with a cotton pad, which thankfully you remembered.

"Just want to go to bed already. Got a lot to do tomorrow before the show love" Harry mumbled against your neck.

"Go ahead and lay down. Ill be there in a sec"

"you always say that and then it takes you forever. Just skip the gua sha or whatever that thing is tonight. Don't need it anyways" you know what he means. You always take longer than you say. But hey, you have to keep your skin in check. Harry doesn't even have to do anything, his skin is literally perfect. If you are being honest to yourself, it makes you a tad jealous.

After a little bit more time, he is whining at this point. It really hasn't even been that long! " i just want to go to bed. Are you done nowww"

"Yes babe, I'm done" you reply with a giggle.

You two make your way to the master suite. This hotel is so nice but are you surprised? No. Not at all. Harry always gets the best places to stay.

As you're crawling into bed, a shirtless Harry is already laying down under the sheets. He looks exhausted. He opens his arms, inviting you into them and you slide under the white, comfy sheets and comforter and lay in his big arms.

He starts talking and saying all the stuff he is going to do tomorrow before the show. Things like sound check, trying on the outfit for the final time, making sure everything is where its supposed to be on stage, all that kind of stuff which you were only half listening to. You were just tracing his bird tattoos on his upper chest.

While laying there, you notice something different. Something is missing and you can't quite put your finger on it. Going through the list of things in your head, trying to figure out what it could be.

'Did I forget my outfit for the show tomorrow? Did I forget my favorite makeup brush I can't do my makeup without? Did I forget extra socks?'  all of these things you are asking yourself in your head.

Then it finally hits you.

Your stuffed animal.

Is it stupid that you are 22 and still prefer to sleep with a stuffed animal? Most people probably think so. Is it something that you absolutely need? Yes and no. You tend to get anxious sometimes, so having something you've had sense you were a kid, it brings you a sense of home. With you being an actor and having to move certain places for a few months at a time, you just liked having it. Now that you are going on tour with Harry, you really wanted it.

"so we will probably have to get there around ten or elev- Y/n? Baby? you alright there?" Harry says with a chuckle. He noticed you were a little zoned out.

"I forgot it" you say with a frown.

"forgot what precious?"

"my stuffed animal." you huff and pout a little from actually being upset at yourself from forgetting it. You even made a list of things and somehow still forgot.

Harry chuckles, you feeling it vibrate from his chest. You look up at him, with a now slightly mad look on your face at the fact he is laughing. 'Why would he be? Does he think I'm stupid'?.

"oh baby, don't be mad"

"I should be. you're laughing!" you start to let a little smile come on your face, but then it goes back to the expression before.

"Hold on one second." Harry starts getting out of bed. You're eyebrows furrow and you're wondering what he is doing. He walks over to his suit case and pulls something out and you can't see what yet.

He turns around and there it is, in his hands, your stuffed animal. You cover your face in embarrassment as he walks back over to you with a chuckle.

"here you go precious, I knew you would forget it. I made sure to grab it because I know that you have some trouble remembering things. Hey hey, no need to cover that pretty face" he sweetly says as he hands it to you while he crawls back under the covers and pulls you back to his chest, while you at last, have your stuffed animal in your hands.

"I got so lucky with you. I swear you are the most thoughtful boyfriend ever."

He smiles and kisses your forehead. "I got lucky with you" he says back. You kiss him on the lips, its so gentle but you can feel the love and the genuineness of it. You pull back, and then peck his nose.

"ok lets actually get some sleep now" you say while putting your head in his neck.

"I think so lovie" he says and wraps his arms around you tightly.

"I love you Harry"

"And I love you precious"

Ok this is just something short and fluffy for my first harry imagine on here. Hoped you liked it!! 🤍

[unabashegirl]

Enticing 12 (HS)

Author's note: Hi? I am sort of back?! IT'S BEEN HARD! I mean keeping a balance between medical school and writing and the other aspects of my personal life. This chapter is relatively short compared to the others. I wanted to keep it short. Since mostly of it was already written. I also wanted to post something for you. I hope you enjoy. I'll begin writing right away! Let me know what you think! Stay safe and heathy.

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He felt sick to his stomach. He dreaded having her in his presence. He wasn’t scared of her, either. Harry just genuinely didn’t like her one bit. It also pissed him off that his day had been ruined by seeing her. Harry tried his best to revisit the nice, fresh memories that he had of this afternoon with Y/N. Like when her clumsy self had poured wine all over her white shirt and Harry offered his blazer, so she was able to cover the spot.

“Quite a place you got here” She spoke, her eyes scanning the picture frames that Harry had on his desk. He mentally kicked himself for not removing them before she arrived. “Is this her? Your new toy”.

It was a picture of Y/N from their very first night out. Her back was away from the camera, only exhibiting her bare back.

“S’definitely none of your business” he responded coldly, choosing to ignore the ‘toy’ part of her comment in hopes of keeping things calm, so he could go home. “Wha’ is it that you want, Ashley?”

She shrugged and continued her exploration of the room.

“Come on. I am sure you got things and place to be and so do I” Y/N and Oliver were waiting for him to come home. His girlfriend had expressed her desire to cuddle with him to watch a movie after he got home from work. Something he was looking forward to. “Therefore, let’s get this over with”.

“Is it because Y/N is waiting for you home, Harry?” She cocked her head from where she stood. “Quite lovely face and body she has. I see why you find her attractive”. Harry inhaled a sharp breath, surprised that she knew her name and that she could recognize her.

“Don’t make this more difficult. How much do you want? Is that what you want? Ran out of it? Don’t have enough to keep buying drugs and alcohol?” He hated that she had brought Y/N to the conversation. It pissed him off. She had nothing to do with it. “Let me write you a check”.

“Don’t you fucking patronize me!” She yelled, banging her hands on his wooden desk.

Harry barely even flinched. He had struck a nerve, and he enjoyed the satisfaction that spread through him.

“I am wrong, then? You are here fo’ what? Jus’ to say hello?” He laughed bitterly. “I want to know why the fuck did you break into my house!”

“Broke into your house? I would never, Hazz” The nickname made him cringe. It brought him memories of the night that they had conceived Oliver. “Not when little Oliver is there anyway”

“Don’t talk about him. Don’t even say his name” He snapped, “What the fuck do you want?”

“I find it very interesting that your ex-girlfriend was the one to reach out to me to let me know who was raising my son” Ashley revealed as she sat down. “And how you were head over heels and allowed her to do anything regarding him”.

“I think you are a bit confused, darling” Harry leaned back on his chair and crossed his legs. “Oliver isn’t your son. He stopped being yours when you signed away all your rights for some money. Don’t you remember? You wanted an abortion?”

Ashley remained quiet, not knowing what to say or do.

“Now we got that out of that way. Tell me what is that you want?”

“Leave Y/N. Break up with her” It was Harry’s turn to laugh heavily.

“You are ridiculous. I don’t even know why I ever agreed to meet up with you” Harry pushed himself away from the desk, ready to go home to his girlfriend and son.

“This isn’t a game, Styles. Break up with her before things get worst. Yo—”

“Are you threatening me? I would choose wisely your next words, Ashley. I don’t do well with threats” He cut her off, edging closer to her. “I suggest you crawl back in the hole you came back from before I make sure you end up behind bars”.

Ashley chuckled, rising to her feet, realizing that this conversation wasn’t going to take them anywhere. She needed to make sure that Harry and Y/N broke up for Valeria to pay her. Ashley was willing to go great lengths to get that money promised.

Y/N had gone to be a bit earlier than usual after cuddling Oliver to sleep in the downstairs living room. She had tried her best to wait up for Harry, but her exhaustion had gotten the best of her. She went upstairs after making sure that the lights of the foyer were on for Harry, so he wouldn’t bump into anything.

Y/N laid on her side with her hands up to her face when she felt the mattress dip and the blankets lifted. She didn’t have to open her eyes to know who it was. Harry tangled their legs and slipped his arm around her, gently tucking her warm body into his chest.

“Hi” her voice heavy with sleep as she reached down to his hand under the sheets.

“Shhh” he shushed her, feeling guilty to have woken her up. “Go back to sleep. I’ve got you” He kissed the back of her neck, inhaling her sweet scent.

It was late. It was 3AM. Harry had stayed in the office after he had kicked Ashley out of the office. He submerged himself in work and whiskey. As the events and the conversations that had taken place kept hunting his head.

Harry hadn't forgotten Ashley’s threat. He couldn’t understand the extent of Valeria’s fascination with him. She had dug deep enough into his past that she had found Oliver’s biological mother. Just so he could separate him from Y/N.

“Harry?” Y/N’s soft voice, brought him back into reality.

“Yes, lovie?” His voice cracked as he felt stressed for the safety of the people around him. He had never feared as much before. He heard her shuffle and turn to face him. Then felt her forehead against his.

“What’s bothering you?” She whispered as she pressed a hand against his cheek. “Tell me. Maybe I can help you” Harry’s heart warmed as he enjoyed the gentleness of her touch.

“Nothing. Just a bit stressed about work” Y/N remained silent yet continued caressing the back of his head. “What do you think about moving?”.

“Why would we do that?” His heart warmed, loving how she used ‘we’ instead of saying something silly like ‘it’s your house’ or ‘it’s your money’. For Harry meant that she saw a future for them.

“I just don’t feel safe anymore” He had to get them as safe as possible. The house security had been breach — God knows how many times. He wasn’t going to take any more chances. “I’m also starting to hate the decoration”. Harry added, not wanting to worry her.

“I guess the change in scenery would be nice. But don’t you think you are taking on too much?” The Italy trip was just a few days ago and Harry seemed swamp with work.

“That’s why I got people to do the work for me” He was finally starting to loosen up. The idea of them moving to a new place where Ashley or Valeria couldn’t find them — relaxed him. “You wouldn’t have to move a finger”.

“Very cocky” She laughed, “I can help. At least let me pack my stuff and Oliver’s”

“Absolutely not”

“Why? I can carry my own weight, and I am strong”. She felt useless at times, but Y/N knew that it was her own insecurities speaking for her. That same thought made her want to accept the job offer.

“It's not because I think you are weak, darlin.” In fact, he thought the complete opposite. Harry thought very highly of her, not just because of her academics, but for every single little thing that composed her personality.

“Then? Enlighten me”.

“You are just… clumsy” She gasped yet giggled at his accusations.

“That’s not true!”

“It is! I’ve seen you bang your toe almost every single day since you moved in, against the glass coffee table” Harry found it cute how she would wince and hold her breath. Y/N would always deny feeling any kind of pain when he would ask. She would put her brave face and tried her best not wince. “You can’t fool me”.

“That’s irrelevant. That doesn’t make me clumsy”.

“It’s not just that”

“Why is this suddenly a problem?!” Harry laughed, “What else have I done?”

“The amount of bruises that I find on yourself daily, doesn’t give you the slightest clue?” They both giggled and laughed. “You don’t even remember how you even got them!”

“Okay that’s it!” Y/N’s cold hands creeped up under the back of his shirt, causing Harry to instantly hiss at the sensation. “You were saying?”

“Rude” He groaned, his hands squeezing her sides. “Don’t ever change” Harry whispered to her in the darkness. “I like your clumsiness” She listened him say as they both drifted to sleep.

Frank Sinatra played though the apartment whilst Y/N swayed Oliver through the rhythm of the music. It was an early Thursday afternoon at the household. Mrs. Johnson was in the kitchen, preparing a delicious dinner by the scent that lingered in the air.

They had invited Y/N’s best friend over for dinner.

Harry still hadn’t arrived from the office.

“Would you like some wine?” Mrs. Johnson offered, as the song came to an end and another began. Patrick had arrived ten songs ago. She tried her best not to worry. It was New York City known for its hectic traffic. Although, Harry Styles wasn’t the type of man to be late.

“Please!” Patrick knew that she was nervous. Every single sound caused her to redirect her attention to the elevator doors. He loved Y/N. Patrick had no intention of making her feel embarrassed. He just hoped that Harry arrived.

“Red or white?”

“Red” Mrs. Johnson smiled before going to fetch two glasses. “She is lovely” Patrick added as Y/N finally settled down on one of the couches.

“I know. She is also sweet” Y/N tried to smile but failed.

“Oh honey! Perhaps, he forgot?” Patrick could understand that. He was a remarkably busy man.

“Harry has assistants, Patrick. They remind him of everything” She looked down at Oliver and could see him starting to doze off.

“Well! They forgot to write it down and remind him. It doesn’t matter, honey. I am simply happy to see you!” Sure — he had been excited to meet the man that had swooped the heart of his best friend, but having dinner only with her wasn’t the worth either. He barely got to see her, and let’s not forget about the beauty of the apartment and the promise of exquisite food.

“I love you” Y/N said, pressing her lips against Oliver’s head. “I’ll put him down and then you can tell me all about your latest conquests”

“You got it” Patrick chuckled.

—

Chapter 13

[goldnn-harry]

could we get a request where the reader is harry's assistant and closest friend and they have feelings for each other but wont admit, but than the reader gets sick and it's appendicitis she faints while harry is getting ready for his show one night.

y/n couldn't admit to herself she had a crush on harry. given the fact that harry was famous and she wasn't, it made her feel like a crazy fan.

of course she wasn't, she had been harry's assistant for 2 years, and one of his most supportive friends for even longer.

“did they bring the outfit already?” y/n asked harry.

“yep, no need to worry love,” harry smiled.

“okay, good. i already told jenny to play a few more songs. sarah needs time to nurse.”

harry hummed in agreement.

harry was full aware of his crush on y/n and he admitted it himself, unlike her who ignored her own feelings. he's always thought she was a very pretty, nice girl, but in the past two months those feelings have definitely increased.

y/n sat down and drank some water from a bottle. she wrinkled her nose slightly and set the bottle back down.

“you alright?”

“yeah, just a bit of nausea.” y/n touched her forehead lightly and felt a very light coat of sweat on it. she didn't think anything of it, since she had been walking back and forth a lot.

“did you eat?”

“yes, i did. it'll go away soon. have you gotten your hair and makeup done already?”

“yes, y/n. stop stressing,”

she hummed and smiled. “it's what you pay me for,”

“nooo, i pay you to help me with certain things. not for you to stress unnecessarily,”

“whatever you say, styles.” she smiled teasingly and walked over to him. looking down at him—since he was sitting—she fixed the collar of his shirt.

her body wobbled slightly and she had to close her eyes too steady herself. with a hand on harry's shoulder, she took a light breath.

“wow, are you sure you're okay?”

“yeah yeah, i'm okay,” she opened her eyes, “bit dizzy that's all.”

“dizzy and nauseous? are you sure you ate?”

she nodded again.

“when was the last time you ate?”

“like 2 hours ago, when we all ate together.”

harry nodded, “eat this.” he reached over to his bag and grabbed a granola bar.

y/n murmured a thank you and ate the granola bar in silence after sitting.

after finishing it, she layed back on her chair.

“20 minutes until you go up, remember,” she mumbled.

“yes love, i remember.” harry stood up and walked over to her, placing a hand on her forehead.

“you're catching a fever. that's why you're dizzy.”

“no no that's not true, i'm okay. go get dressed,”

“y/n-”

“go get dressed harry, really,”

harry sighed and did as she told him. however, when he got back y/n was clutching her side while crouching over.

“y/n what's wrong?” harry quickly walked over to her side and helped her stand.

“it hurts, here,” she moaned slightly in pain while motioning to her side.

“that's your appendix love- here, lay do-” harry couldn't finish what he was saying, because in that moment y/n collapsed on the floor.

shit, shit, shit!

harry quickly layed her body on the couch again and touched her forehead. she was burning up, as expected. he looked at the time, he had around 15 minutes left before he had to go on stage. but during no circumstances was he going to leave y/n here fainted and alone.

he grabbed his phone and sent a quick message to jeff, letting him know he'd need a bit more extra time.

“come on y/n, open those pretty eyes.”

after 5 minutes, y/n finally woke up.

“harry..” she blinked a couple times and looked around.

“hi love, how do you feel? you fainted.”

“i did? i guess i'm alright, tired.”

“you scared me love. does it still hurt?”

“no, not really. i'm sorry i scared you.”

harry stared at her for a while. was this it? is this when he was going to tell her about his feelings?

y/n immediately gasped, “harry! the show!”

“shh shh, calm down lovie. i asked for extra time, it's alright,”

“oh..” she layed back down, “why did you?”

“so i could make sure you were okay,”

“why would you do that?”

harry chuckled slightly, “isn't it obvious?”

“what is?”

“you're so clueless my love,”

she blushed slightly, “what are you talking about?”

“i like you y/n.”

she gasped slightly, “you do?”

he nodded, “very much.”

“but as in more than friends?”

“yes darling,”

“i.. i like you too harry,”

harry grinned, he was so relieved. he pulled her up and kissed her firmly.

“i'm so glad you do.”

“i have liked you for a while.. i was just scared to say something because i felt like i'd looked obsessed or something.”

“why obsessed?”

“well cause i'm not famous,”

“that doesn't make you obsessed love,”

“i know, but it's still weird since our lives are so different. i felt like i was going to sound like one of those 14 year old girls that are completely obsessed with you,”

he chuckled, “you don't,”

she smiled, “good. now get on that stage, i'll be okay.”

“are you sure?”

“i promise.”

“good,” harry smiled and kissed her. “i'll see you after, and we're going to the doctor by the way.”

she rolled her eyes, but she loved how much he cared, and he knew that.

[cherrystylinston]

Milk butterchews

You woke up to your stomach cramping up. You were sure that Mother Nature has visited to torture you for the month. You saw your boyfriend,Harry sprawled out on the king size bed beside you. You went to the washroom and did your business. Then you came back for a good night sleep.

The sun was rising through the largest window beside your bedside. You turn to find your boyfriend staring at you with those beautiful emerald eyes. Harry coos, “Good morning m’baby”. You blushed. Even though you and Harry were together for more than a year now, you would still blush hard whenever he called you baby, his baby. “Good morning bub” you reply back. Harry just cuddled you closer. Your head was on his chest. His hands were around your waist. He was cooing sweet nothings into you ears to get you to wake up.

Harry wanted to leave for work soon but he wanted to hold his baby a little longer too. But if he didn’t get his arse up now, he would be late for the interview now.

Harry asks , “What is your plan for the day m’baby?”.

“I have to complete the project for m’graduation. So I’m meeting some friends to discuss something in the cafe near sees shop bubby” you say.

Then Harry got out of bed and kissed your forehead. He needed a quick shower before he went for work. Normally you would shower but considering the bloody condition down there you decided not to join him today.

You want downstairs to make a quick breakfast. You made waffle with a lot of chocolate chips for sees shop which you and Harry loved. Both of you ate while having small talks. The Harry left for work.

You took a slow hot shower to remove the knots on your back. Then took care of your lady business. Then you took off to meet your friends at the cafe to discuss about your project. You met your friends Sienna and Joseph at the cafe. You guys ordered some coffee and some deserts and discussed the finalisations regarding the project. Then you returned home.

Your back was aching. And your stomach was cramping. You wanted to cry. All you wanted to do was cry to Harry and watch your favourite movie while eating milk butter chew and have a long night of sleep.

You were holding back tears. But then you decided to take a hot steamy bath to soothe the nerves. You filled the bath with dried rose petals and some strawberry bubbles. You stripped off your clothes and got in. The hot steamy water did soothe your nerves and removed the knots on your back. You got out and got dressed.

You went down to sit on the massive Ivory couch on your guys’ living room. You were sprawled out on the couch with a pack of potato chips on your bloated belly.

You heard Harry’s car coming down the driveway. The you heard the keys rattling. You heard his shoes.

Then Harry appeared down the front door with tired eyes after working for a long day. Harry hugged you tightly and then kissed your temple.

Harry’s lips were pouty. You kissed his pouty lips. “Take that pout of your lips bubby” you said. “I have a party to attend baby. Please please please accompany m’baby”, Harry asked you.

“I’m tired baby. My back is aching”,you said thinking he would take the hint. “Please baby after getting back from the party I will rub your back and give you a massage m’heart”, Harry said and pouted. He used your favourite nickname knowing your would agree. “My pouty bastard” , you thought.

You agreed nevertheless. Harry went to change into his party attire. He wore a silk shirt and black skinny jeans with Gucci boots. Your belly was bloated because of your period so you wore a maxi dress. You and Harry got into your guys’ car and drove to the party location.

You and Harry entered the party. Everyone at the party were having the time of their lives. You saw Niall and Amelia chatting up,at the foyer. You waved at them and they waved you back. You saw Perrie and Jade. They hugged you. You guys were talking. Harry saw some music producer he wanted to meet. So he excused himself.

You were talking to Pez about her new baby boy and motherhood. She was showing pictures baby Axel. You were cooing over baby axel’s pictures. Perrie asked , “When are we getting a baby styles y/n?”. You cheeks heated up. Jade and Perrie were laughing their asses off at your reaction. “Shut up girls” you said. Jade said she wanted a drink. So you accompanied her.

When you returned Perrie pulled you aside. Before you could ask her what was up. She said , “Love you leaked through your dress.” Your hands went instinctively to your back side. But she assured you that due to the lighting it was not that tad visible.

You thought you should suck it up and enjoy the party but now you definitely wanted to go home and sleep in your comfy bed in your pjs.

Harry wa still talking to the music producer. So you went up to Harry. “Hey bubby. I want to go home. My back is aching. Please bubby”. Due to the lighting at the party harry could not see you clearly.

“ Y/N I need to talk to him about the next music video I am releasing baby. Can we leave after half an hour” Harry said. “ Please baby it’s an emergence I want to go home” you said.

“Y/N I said I am busy. Can you stop bothering me? Stop being so annoying for gods sake” he whisper yelled so that the music producer would not over hear his harsh tone.

Your eyes filled with tears. “Fuck me hormomes” you thought.

“Screw you ,Harry” you yelled at him with tears in your eyes.

You left the party. You called Ronald, your and Harry’s driver. And asked him to drive you home. He happily obliged.

You reached home and went to your guys’ bedroom You took off your dress and got into your pjs. You used your makeup remover and took off your makeup. You thought of the way Harry talked to you and tears started rolling down the apples of yore tear stained cheeks.

You thought of sleeping in the couch and decided against it owing to your aching muscles in the back. You decided to sleep in your guys’ guest room.

You slept once your head hit the pillow because of your long day and your period medications.

Harry came home. He was sweating profusely. He was nervous. He wanted to apologise to his baby. He was definitely out of order, calling the love of his life, annoying. As soon as he got out of the car, he quickly ran up to the bedroom. But he did not find you in the bed.

Harry started panicking. He thought you left him. But your stuff was there and he ran up around the house until he heard the sound of the air conditioner running in the guest room. Then he saw his baby with tear stained cheeks sprawled out on the bed. He wanted to apologise but he didn’t want to wake her either. He returned to your bedroom to change into comfortable clothing.

He went into the bathroom and then he saw the period medications. Harry mentally cursed himself for being such an ass to his baby. He quickly checked the period calendar he had for you. Then his eyes landed on the stained underwear and maxi dress. Now he felt way worse for not talking care of his baby when she was clearly not comfortable.

The next morning you woke up to the smell freshly made pancakes. You rubbed your eyes and woke up. You felt damp lips place kiss on your forehead. You didn’t reciprocate the kiss like you usually would do. Harry whispered , “Good morning m’love. I’m sorry m’heart. I’m really sorry. I feel awful for shouting at you. I’m really sorry baby. You can shout at me all you want. I’m really sorry m’baby”.

Harry’s pupils dilated with regret waiting for you to yell. But you didn’t. You slowly walked up to the bathroom leaving him surprised at your silence.

When you returned form the bathroom. Harry was not in the guest room . You went downstairs and your stomach started grumbling to the sweet smell of pancakes and maple syrup.

Harry was flipping the pancakes. He was only wearing his boxers. His eyes were a bit red and his face did not hold the golden glow which would always be present.

Harry saw you and gave an awkward smile. You hated this feeling . Uncomfortable in front of your own boyfriend. He placed the pancakes on your plate.

You ate in silence. He started making small talks after apologising. Buy you didn’t reply to any of his sweet gestures.

Your stomach was craving some of your favourite chocolate. So after finishing your pancakes. You went to the cabinet in the kitchen where you and Harry kept the chocolate. But to your surprise it was empty. You were disappointed. Your eyes started to water. But you didn’t want to cry infornt of Harry. So you went back to your guys’ room to take a bath.

Harry saw what you were looking for. He quickly went to the sees shop down the street and bought you your favourite milk butter chews. He then stopped by the flower shop and bought you the daisies which you love.

Harry knocked on the bathroom door. “Baby can I come in?” Harry asked. “Yes Harry” you said. Harry was happy that you let him in but you didn’t call him bubby his bubby, he made a mental note that you were still upset about last night.

“Baby can we talk?” Harry asked. You simply nodded. He sat beside you near the bathtub you were sitting in. Harry cupped his hands on your cheeks and looked into your eyes and said , “M’heart I’m really sorry for calling you annoying last night. I hated sleeping without you by my side and waking up without you near me. I’m really sorry you are no where near annoying. I didn’t check your period calendar, I’m really sorry baby. I hope you can forgive me darling.” His eyes were watering at this point.

You didn’t want your bubby to cry. You hugged him tightly. “ I forgive you. But don’t repeat it again” you said. But then you realised you were naked. You looked into Harry’s eyes and averted your eyes quickly. Heat rose up to the apples your cheeks. Harry was blushing too. He gave you the towel he put in the dryer for you.

You quickly dressed up in your favourite hoodie and a cotton shorts and went downstairs. Harry stood with a cute smile and gave you the daisies which he bought for you. “I’m sorry baby” Harry said . You said, “It’s okay Harry” and accepted the flowers

But the smile in Harry’s face disappeared. His eyebrows turned into a frown and his lips turned into a pout. “What’s wrong?” You asked. “You didn’t call me YOUR bubby” he said. Just to mess with him you said, “Okay HARRYYYYY”.

“Heyyyyyyy baby please call me your bubby” Harry pleaded with cute pouty lips which you wanted to kiss.

You went into the kitchen and harry followed you like a lost puppy trailing behind you. You opened your fridge and there it was your favourite box of sees milk butterchews. You eyes lit up. You quickly grabbed the box. And popped one into your mouth. The yummy flavour melting on your tongue.

“Thank you bubby” you said. Harry’s face lit up like a Christmas tree. And he kissed you, you kissed him back.

He pulled away out of breath and whispered, “M’heart you just taste like milk butterchews”.

You both giggled loudly.

Note:Hey guys this is my first time writing an imagine. It is not proofread. Send your guys’ request. If you loved this please give me your feedback. And like and repost. Hope you guys love this 💙

All the love,

S🌹

[hfhoebagg]

LOVE ON TOUR

How much do you guys think the tickets are going to be tomorrow? My friend said $40-$70 but idk?? 

[writingiskindacool]

harry freakin styles

quite frankly i don’t know why I'm writing this right now. I have tons of homework to finish and this should be the least of my worries. its stupid i know. the thought that one person who've you've never met can have such an effect on you. people will read this and laugh. it'll be a joke, or maybe people will quote it and say how they really “felt that.” that isn't the point of this tho. the point of this is to talk about harry. harry styles. the man who everyone has become obsessed with. the man who i love more than anything. its stupid right. just another teen obsession. ill get over it and ill live. but fuck it sucks. it sucks that he’ll never know the impact he's made on me. it sucks that i’ll probably never thank him for distracting me when i’m depressed. it sucks that he’ll never know how freakin bad i just want to talk to him. to say anything. id tell him to sing girl crush any chance he can because that song calms me down when im anxious. i’d tell him to continue wearing whatever the fuck he wants because it’s a big f you to society, and i love it. i’d thank him for saving my life because as stupid as it is, he was there for me when i was a confused kid wondering why the bad thoughts i had came so frequently. the worst part is i have to go onto a website and write to random people because nobody lets me talk about him to them. no one mentions him around me because they know i won't stop talking. the fact that i’d do anything to meet him is insane. i tried everything i could to get tickets to his tour next year. i got them, but apparently they're not good seats because theyre not GA. i can't tell you how many people told me that if i loved him that much i would've gotten pit. i didn't have the courage to tell them that i couldn't afford them. its stupid. this entire thing is stupid. people who used to make fun of me for liking harry are now telling me how they got tickets to his show next year and how they love him. i keep saying this is stupid because i have no other words. i have so much left to say yet this entire thing is completely unorganized and random and not cohesive at all. fuck i just wanna meet him. but so do millions of other people. and im beyond happy he's getting popular. he deserves it, he works so damn hard. i guess the whole point of this is that i love him. i truly love harry. and he’ll never know. 

[homosociallyyours]

I now pronounce you tagged into the plushie game! Please choose yours so I can look at them some more and wish I had collected them all 😌

Thank you, my love!! I was also tagged by the darling @hstylesbians to post my top jellycats!! I wanna find the post I made last time I did this (over a year ago) and compare 👀👀

1) curvie piggyyyy! Every time I saw her my face scrunched up and my heart squealed with glee-- I pick her as my current #1 for real

2) amuseable swiss cheese! IT ME!! I would carry this plushie everywhere I went if I had it and could leave my house

3) rumpletum dino! Actual size 11"x8", emotional size: 11'x8'-- this thing needs to be fucking massive so I can curl up on its belly to sleep 😍

4) amuseable pine cone! All I can think of is how good it would feel to rub my fave against all those soft pine cone bits. There's nothing else that would be that good.

5) minikin pig! This tiny sleeping piglet could singlehandedly cure my insomnia, I just know it

6) fluffy starfish! Little baby who would fit in the palm of my hand so I never feel alone again? OKAY!!???!!!

7) vivacious vegetable aubergine! Not only is she fat, she's basically a walking dick joke? Loves it.

8) swellegant francesca fox! Not sure how good she would be at cuddling but I don't care bc she's beauty she's grace

9) amore cat cream! The only thing that could make her better for me is if she was a calico. But she's so chunky and huggable!! Her face says it all

And this lil ding dong gets an honorable mention!! Amuseable toast bag!! The moment I saw her all I could think was-- imagine stuffing breadsticks into this baby when that meme was all the rage!! The class, the elegance, the "if you're hungry I brought toast," jokes I would make endlessly. Stunner.

Idk who wants to play but hasn't, so if you wanna make your jellycat list please do it and tag me!! Here's the website ♡

I'll tag a couple folks too: @loveontour-looks @disgruntledkittenface @alienfuckeronmain @sir-transcelot @jlf23tumble @imbellarosa @himynameiszayn

[imagines-1directioner]

migaaa, posta esses edits do harry com a música ou passa o link!!! o imagine ficou bom demais 😍😍😍

que bom que gostoouu 🥰

vou deixar os links dos edits que eu vi aqui embaixo:

[harryssonlyangel]

PLEASE READ!!!!

I would just like to say that if you are one of the UK Harries that treat US Harries bad, get off my page. I don’t want you interacting. I really don’t understand the big fight. A US fan has every right to go to any shows they want. Stop acting like your better just because you are from the UK. Harry’s shows are about love and being in a safe environment where everyone can have a good time and be one big family. Not joke about school shootings,physically assaulting people,hoping we have another 9/11 attack,and not helping a lost fan. It’s absolutely disgusting. I don’t want to be that person but I know damn well that Harry would not like it at all. Let’s face it. His motto is treat people with kindness and spreading love. US harries welcome UK Harris to the US, so why can’t we get the same treatment? US harries shouldn’t have to fear going to a UK show when all they want is to go have a good time and sing along to their favorite songs