#tpwk music video keeps on giving

[emilys-house]

Spider-Man Dupe 😂

_paul_roberts BOO! H-BD 2U ❤️

[lets-talk-spirituality]

Will you do tpwk analysis it's the most controversial one lol

Cleaning out some of my drafts because that’s the mood I’m in esta mañana! Is it controversial? Doesn’t feel that way to me!

Maybe we can, Find a place to feel good

And we can treat people with kindness, Find a place to feel good

This line always reminds me “there’s a place for us, somewhere a place for us” (someday from west side story). Maybe we can means he’s not sure if we can but he’s hopeful, wanting to find a place to feel good is important to him, implying he hasn’t found a place where he feels good and where people are treated with kindness

I got a good feeling, I'm just takin' it all in, Floating up and dreamin', Droppin' into the deep end

Got a good feeling implies some level of intuition or instinct, and that he’s just riding the waves as they come, dreaming (a big theme always) “she lives in day dreams with me” floating as in moving up towards the sky where sunflower is “hung up high in the gallery”

And if we're here long enough, They'll sing a song for us (ah-ah-ah-ah)

To me this is him saying to his person to stay here long enough, to hold on, to wait. There have been continual references to Harry and someone he’s connected to feeling immense pain and he’s saying if we hold on, things will improve, always encouraging them to hold on and things will get better “you can see the world, following the seasons everywhere you go”

And we'll belong

What he wants for himself and for his person, we’ll belong “we belong to light, we belong to each other” (we belong, pat benatar). Harry doesn’t feel like he and someone else belong, he doesn’t feel like he and a lot of people belong, but the use of the word will implies he thinks in the future that can change

Giving second chances, I don't need all the answers

He’s admitting that there are things he doesn’t know “there’s things we’ll never know” (fine line) but that he doesn’t need to know everything to feel good, he’s no longer “worried about where you are, or who you will go home to”

Feeling good in my skin, I just keep on dancin'

He’s saying he’s gonna just keep having as good a time as he can, “kids in the kitchen listen to dance hall” I think dancing represents freedom of play to him, I think he gets in touch with his inner child when he dances

And if we're here long enough, We'll see it's all for us

To me he’s saying to his person, look at it all, this world, this music, this story, the world is our oyster, this is all for us, all for you, if you hold out you’ll see things differently, maturing is a beautiful thing in the way your understanding grows and changes

And it's just another day (and it's just another day)

Even magical people have ordinary days

And if our friends all pass away (ah-ah, ah-ah)

This is morbid randomly out of the blue, but Harry has lost people to suicide in his life. Some maybe to drugs. He lost his stepdad. I think he’s dealt with a lot of loss and he’s had to just keep going.

It's okay (it's okay, it's okay, it's okay)

But it’s okay because we can just make it through this rough time

All we ever want is automatic all the time. All we ever want is auto all of the time

Harry has this theme of feeling robotic (satellite music video) but also “tea with cyborgs” a real disconnect from our own humanity, but he’s saying he recognizes how things take time sometimes. We aren’t robots, we’re humans and part of being human is not having all the answers and being patient, and hoping things get better, he’s letting go of a lot of his need for control

Ultimately I feel like this is a song trying to encourage people that it gets better and we can create the spaces, the homes we longed to have. I think this is a sentiment he has expressed in a few different songs.

[watermelonsugacry]

I'm listening to TPWK and all I can think is 1dbandmate!yn was in the music video dksdbdkdmd that would be really cute specially now that we have the behind the scenes 😩

AAAAHHH STOP...OK BUT KEEP GOING

(gif credit to @hspics 💚)

So YN is obviously a dancer: she did a full choreographed 3-minute dance routine for her single collab with Little Mix for their song Move, her two closest friends (Alisha and Jax) are both professional dancers and have taken her to some dance classes over the years, and she has 4 female dancers (all shapes, colors and sizes) for her core dance tour team, not to mention that she dances and performs in knee high, 6 inch heeled boots on tour. 

So yeah, YN's a pretty skilled dancer.

And imagine the look on her face when she's invited to one of Harry's team meetings for the music video to not only hear that he wants to do a full dance routine, but have her be his dance partner? He claims that his reasoning is because her vocals are featured in the song, but the sly smile he gives her confirms that he’s taking advantage of an opportunity to do yet another project with her.

So they began learning and rehearsing the routine that was created by none other than One Direction's previous choreographer, Paul Roberts. She shouldn't be surprised by how fast Harry picked up on the choreography. He's definitely that annoying friend who hasn't done an activity before, does it for the first time and instantly becomes a natural. 

So here are some highlights from the making of the TPWK music video.

...

They're both stretching in front of the huge mirrors in the dance studio. YN is wearing an oversized Treat People With Kindness white t-shirt, plain black biker shorts and matching Harry’s classic Vans. Harry stretches next to her, also wearing a t-shirt of her merch. 

As she goes from a wide squat to a deep forward lunge, she squeaks and almost loses her balance when she feels a pinch on her bum. She reaches out and swats at her giggling boyfriend.

"Keep yeh hands to yourself!"

...

"What if we did a lift?" Harry suggests, his index finger and thumb pinching at his bottom lip.

"Did yeh forget the Night Changes music video?" She scoffs and everyone in the room laughs when his big hand covers her face, playfully pushing her away. 

After some hours already spent locked away in the small rehearsal space, the couple was getting a little delirious. So it doesn’t really take a whole lot of convincing YN to try out the stunt. Especially when he leans really close to her side, chest to her shoulder, and tells her in her ear, "Come on. I got you, lovie. Y'trust me, yeh?" 

So here she finds herself, standing a couple of feet away from Harry as they prepare for a silly, impulsive lift. When he gives her a nod, she's quickly going to him. Everything was fine, his hand placement was correct, her speed was at a good pace, but what has them both stop midway through the lift is that his nose bumps deep into her chest.

Once Harry carefully puts her back to the ground, YN crumples to the floor with her hands to her stomach as she barks out in laughter. His eyes squeeze shut, hands to his knees as he joins her in laughter. 

...

"Next to the stage, we have the wonderfully talented, Grammy-nominated, professional dancer, Harry Styles!" YN announces in a deep voice from her spot on the floor. She's sitting with her back against the mirror behind her in another dance studio in LA as she holds her phone close to her face to record Harry's take of his full solo routine. 

She giggles when he takes a dramatic bow, stepping closer to the microphone stand and gives a couple of waves to the fake audience around him before beginning.

...

When Harry first began bouncing from one table to another on a trampoline, YN will admit, she was a little nervous. She didn’t want him to accidently miss his footing or lose his balance.

"H, please be careful. Ah!" YN puts her hands over her eyes.

But as the days getting closer to final shoot came along, she would record her boyfriend bouncing around the tables with a dramatic wave of his arms and she would yell out a, “Parkour!” every now and then.

    It would make him stop on top of a table to laugh, making sure to catch his breath from the prancing around and from his giggling. Her comments would go on for a bit longer, making herself laugh more than anything. Her giggling quickly turns into a squeal when Harry, instead of bouncing to the next table, uses the trampoline to jump towards her. Playfully fed up with her distractions, he wraps his arms around her and tackles her to the ground.

...

    There’s a short video clip shown of the couple rehearsing in YN’s home gym in the small dance corner she has. Harry has his phone propped up against the mirror wall as they record their progress. The two go around in a circle, twisting their hips, flicking their foot, spinning and ending with a clap.

    The two stay in that position for a hot second, frozen in place with their hands in the air. YN tries her hardest to hold back a laugh as she realizes they both forgot the steps. Although Harry’s back is to the camera, his shoulders twitching lets everyone know he’s doing the same.

...

    Harry and YN are decked out in their final finished outfits. They’re both standing in front of a living room and Lambert tells them that he’s going to do a quick camera test. He instructs them to do a simple spin to showcase the custom outfits. 

While Harry does so with his arms extended beside him, YN has her arms above her head like a ballerina, her foot to her opposite knee as she does a more dramatic turn.

    Lambert just shakes his head at the couple as they giggle and begin to do silly dances instead. They were never ones for following directions for a simple video anyways.

...

Harry's being a pest and clingy to his girlfriend on the day of shooting. It's annoying at times but he can't help it. He's just excited that he's doing something this big and fun with her: their first music video together in almost 6 years.

Like how every time the makeup artist tries to touch up YN's lipstick, he pushes the poor woman's elbow to make her shaky. It goes on for a bit before YN makes a playful reach to pinch his nipple through his sparkly jacket. 

Or after she does her part coming down the staircase and they're all watching the playback on the monitors with the director, he's cuddled up behind her. For the sake of not showing too much PDA in their workplace, he has his hands behind his back but he still leans down enough so that his chin sits comfortably on top of her shoulder with a fond smile tugged on his lips.

...

    YN and Harry are talking off set in a relatively dark corner. While chewing on a piece of gum, she nods to whatever he’s saying before her eyes find the BTS camera behind him. She playfully squints her eyes and flips off the camera. 

When Harry turns around to see what she’s been seeing, he gets really close to the camera and says with fake aggressiveness, “Get out m’face alright.”

    He turns back around to wrap his arms around her, pulling her to the front of his chest and blocking her from the camera. But the couple can’t hold their serious facial expressions for long and Harry gives the camera a cheeky, close lipped smile over his shoulder. YN’s face from the nose up can be seen from behind his shoulder, but once the tops of her cheeks scrunch up, it’s known she’s smiling too.

...

    From the monitor screens, the BTS cameraman captures YN and Harry in their matching outfits while they’re on stage. Both of them bounce from foot to foot, shaking out their hands to loosen up before their dance number. Harry puts his hands up in front of him and YN punches them like she’s a boxer preparing for a match.

    They both act very concentrated and overly focused, that is until Harry pulls a hand back a bit when one of her rings dig too deep into a part of his skin. He has a mocked fake hurt expression on his face and YN scrunches up her nose as she laughs, reaching out and cuddling his hand.

...

“Cut! Let’s reset and go again.”

Everyone goes back to their first positions, a little bit of chatter fills the room and YN takes that as an opportunity to playfully poke at his tummy. “Y’doing really great, H. What’s wrong?”

“Think m’just nervous or somewhat. I was doing it fine in rehearsals. Dunno what m’doing wrong.” Harry almost rakes his fingers through his hair but quickly remembers not to mess up his already styled hairstyle, so he goes to adjust the waistband of his trousers instead.

YN can feel his frustration already beginning to seep in and she’s not going to let a couple of missed steps ruin his shoot. The whole day has been filled with laughter, giddy smiles, and just overall excitement by doing a project together. 

“Can I tell yeh a secret?” YN asks her boyfriend. Harry automatically furrows his eyebrows in concern, giving her his full attention at the drop of a hat. He’s always willing to push past his concerns to focus on hers.

“Of course. Always.” He softly plays with her fingers between them.

“M’nervous too.” YN whispers with the corners of her lips tugging up in a smile and there’s a sense of relief brought to both of them: Harry for not feeling alone in his anxiety and YN for helping him calm down. “Just count out loud like we did in rehearsal, yeh? I do it all the time.”

“Play back. Everyone ready? Alright, ready in 3...2...1, action!”

“5, 6, 7, 8 and 1...” YN says softly, Harry matching her movements as he finds his groove again. Both have their arms out, hands bent down as they hop their way down the stage. As they look to each other, YN gives him a quick wink before moving onto their next move.

...

    Once the director yells “And that’s a wrap!” Harry stands upright from his bent backwards position in his love’s arms and immediately wraps his arms around the tops of her shoulders. Their bellies move against each other as they both try to catch their breath, both a little sweaty but they can honestly care less.

The crew members, Sarah’s band, and the dancers all cheer and clap as everything comes to a close. 

Too caught up in adrenaline, Harry doesn’t really think twice about giving YN a quick kiss and an ‘I love you.’ His dimples dig into his cheeks as she says it back with no hesitancy and he pulls her back to his chest. 

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[harrysmimi]

So London Is Home?

Synopsis: Harry surprises his girlfriend on one of the most important day of her life.

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Filming and preparing the Treat People With Kindness music video was easily one of the top most fun things Harry has done in his entire career, also one the most magical moment for him happened on the sets when he met his girlfriend there. For the longest he had kept thinking that he is a very, very bad dancer but that wasn't true at all.

He was very nervous and jittery the whole time. Even when he had practiced for weeks straight.

It was all gone when he met met YN very early on the day. She had came to help around for Paul - Paul Roberts who is the choreographer of the MV - she was one of his dear friends who was also nice enough to be one the extras.

YN already had a huge name for herself in her industry and for a huge name like her to be an assistant and background dancer was a bit rare. She is really good friends with Paul which was a plus.

Harry got to know she was already a big name in the dance industry and among professional dancers on the sets. The back ground dancers were making short tiktoks and videos with her on the sets in between practice breaks. What humbled him was that she had no idea who he was, she was just there to help her friend and get some more work added to her portfolio. What she didn't know was she would find herself a boyfriend there.

She was very well known her multi genre choreography style, she new many, many forms and styles of dance out there and was spectacular at each one of them. Harry was very mesmerised by her when he saw her there in her own element with other background dancer who claimed to be her biggest fans!

Yeah, she had a cult like fan following like him too. The strength of them is nothing compared to his fans but they're as dangerous as his fans are. Which scared the shit out of him to ask her out on a date.

On their first date he found out everyone in her family were either into dancing or in music or some sort of art field. Her mum being a professional dancer made so much sense with her being into the same so much. But that was all she shared about herself on the first date, the more he got to know about her was from internet. Which he took with the grain of salt, all the good things about her came out to be true as the time went on.

She also lived in London near Hampstead as she ran one of her mum's academy in the city. She also taught to little kids there Harry got to know when he visited her as a surprise after he was done at the make-shift studio recording his Album. She was just done with the last of her online classes. They did the little TPWK routine which was a lot of fun before they went to hers to have a quiet night and rest of the weekend.

For the rest of quarantine and their work schedules lined up perfectly giving them both time together and apart and grow together with all their deserved privacy.

It's been over two and half years they're together. Easily the best two and half years for both of them.

Harry was on tour but so was YN, with her small dance sessions at many institutions around America (which coincidentally lined up with Harry's tour).

World Hip Hop Dance Championship, was something she have been preparing for over a year. It was one of the biggest competition. She has participated in many, solo and in groups, but this was very special for her. Harry has seen her gush iver the compitition many times, have been there as moral support during her preparation and giving his constructive criticism.

They were both in Arizona. Harry really had rehearsals on the day final day of YN's compitition which made YN upset, she understood his situation. But she had her parents and siblings in the crowd to cheer her up.

It was a big thing for her as she was participating solo.

It was nerve wrecking enough in a group let alone be the only solo performer left in the compitition.

Also they have decided to keep their relationship out of the lime light of media. It was something very sacred for both of them. For Harry especially it's one of his longest relationships and he hopes this to be his last one.

Harry was dreading to go see his lovie perform. He supported her no matter what. He is as passionate as she is about her career for her and is always finding ways to hype her up.

He had FaceTime her before she went to het ready, also made sure to send in the custom Gucci jacket he had made for her with his stylist. It was her surprise.

Everyone had wrapped the rehearsals for the same. Especially Sarah and Elin begged that they go see YN on of the biggest day for her. She was like the celebrity among his crew and everyone loved her and didn't seem to give a flying fuck about him, which humbled him too. But he would shamelessly fangirl over his lovely and amazing girlfriend too.

They reached just in time for YN's turn to perform. The lights were down but Harry swore he saw the smile on her face when she saw him in the crowd with others. She had a full gang to support her there and as well as online.

Harry knew it was going to out their relationship as there were more cameras than there were human eyes, but he could care less and be there for his lovie.

All seven minutes of her choreography Harry couldn't help but have a recap of all the memories they've made throughout the way. He would ho and visit her at the studio after she was done with her classes, they'd have their dinner there and he would watch her choreograph her pieces for all the rounds.

His favourites was when they'd give each other lap dances. His were more of the funny ones earning him few smacks on his lil butt, which made sense with his dancer name given by her; Lil Bum. That was one of the most random memory which made him chuckle.

She have it on tape (she wanted to document it for herself first) him watching her in awe and and all the love he have for her during her practice sessions. How she managed to do everything on her own still amazes him so much, of course her mum helped her the best she could through FaceTime but it was herself who made it all happen.

Harry has never felt so proud of or for anyone. He just can't wait to brag about his girlfriend being the best in her industry out there. He can't wait to throw a huge party for her regardless of the results at the very end, which made him so nervous for her. He obviously wants her to take the trophy home as he's seen her go through so much.

There was so much more that went into preparing for the day, she had to diet, exercise to have her stamina in control, practice plus she was working for more than nine hours a day.

For Harry she did amazing. He wouldn't even hesitate to admit she was the best one out of all the contestants, even when he haven't seen them perform himself. He is going to be biased here.

After YN there was last group performing and then after a little break they were going to announce top 3 and then winner. She did made it to top three and then top 2.

Harry never took his eyes off her. Finally she looked at him and smiled her nervous smile. He xan imagine her running high on adrenaline and he was stood at the very back as he came late. He cooed seeing her wave at her mum standing way up front.

"And winner is..." The host hyped everyone up making suspence and thrill. It was killing YN and Harry could really see that she was bouncing up and down as she held hands with other team's leader as they all stood next to each other. The crowd was shouting her name as well as the for the group, but YN's name was quite louder. Even his band started cheering for YN so he tagged along screaming his lungs out.

"And the winner of World Hip Hop Dance Championship is..." The host finally seemed to have pity on contestants, "YN!"

The room went silent for just a second before it erupted with more louder cheers and screams. Harry was so surprised but not shocked that he turned around to approach firet person with a hug, his mouth hung open in O shape. Sarah was victim of his bear and bone crushing hug celebrating his girlfriend's win. The opponent group of YN cheered for her too pulling her in a giant group hug. She was handed a trophy, a cheque of price money and keys to a brand new car. She hugged everyone on the stage before everything ended.

"Harry, do you want to go see her?" It was YN's little brother approaching her, "Mummy and Papa are already with her."

"Yeah, yeah I want to go see her," he agreed.

"Okay, let's go," the little boy held his hand as he lead him to his dear sister who was obviously busy giving interviews. YN was giving the trophy to her mum and greeting her dad with hugs.

"Harry!" She gasped and sprint towards himself to tackle him with a hug.

"I'm so proud of you baby!" He exclaimed and quickly gathered her in his arms. She stood significantly shorter than him that he had to literally lift her up if he wanted to hug her, making her wrap her legs around his hips tightly as he rocked side to side.

"You said you wouldn't be able to make it," she cooed, "thank you for coming."

"Surprise baby, Surprise!" He put her down and pulled apart enough to look at her, "and of course I had to come see my darling."

"I love you," she squealed and wrapped her arms around his torso this time, he let out a laugh. A gentle kiss was planted on top of her head as he caressed her hair.

"I love you too," he cooed, "and I'm so, so, so proud of you baby."

"Thank you," she smiled lifting her head up to look at him.

Now this was the part where he would bombard her with kisses all over her pretty and gorgeous fave but her parents were there. As much as they are chill and love him, he still respected her culture and kept the PDA at bey when around them. But he settled to plant a gentle kiss on the apple of her cheek.

Harry also hugged YN's mum and dad. Now her parents have basically adopted him in their family and love him more than they love their own daughter, he even calls her parents Mummy and Papa himself, which she doesn't mind because she have Anne as her second mother now. But that was a different story. They had a flight back home, YN's older sister lived in New York as she looked after her mum's academy there, she had a flight back home too.

"See you soon, Harry," Avani, YN's sister hugged Harry.

"Yeah," he smiled hugging her back.

Harry absolutely loved YN's family. Her parents were amazing, and so was her older sister who is as old as Gemma. Avani's little daughter Lilly was his favourite (second to YN of course), and YN's little brother was very fun to be around.

"Bring Lilly with you next time," he demanded Avani making her chuckle.

"Of course, of course," she nodded.

"Yes you only ask about Lilly huh," it was YN's dad teasing him as he approached him with a hug too.

"She's the star," he said.

"She is, she is," YN's mum butted in, "when are you two planning on to get married then?"

"Maa!" YN whined, and scolded her mum about it making Harry giggle at their little banter.

"Soon, very soon," he smirked pulling the lady in a bear hug. He is a physical person, he strives on hugs okay!

Everyone had gotten into their cabs and left. Harry walked to their car. Everyone getting their own moments to congratulate YN on her big day before they all left for their own hotels.

Harry's driver had some serious patience as he put in YN's duffle bag, and trophy in the boot of the car and got in, ready to leave whenever they both were. But it didn't looked like it.

Harry was too busy admiring his love still in her sparkly outfit. She was still wearing the jacket he sent her. It was his which he wore in the music video. A little baggy on her but she looked very adorable.

"Did you like my performance?" She asked leaning onto him like he's a lounging furniture of some sort. He didn't seem to mind but instead wrapped his arms around her.

"I loved it. You really killed it," he told her, "also you looked really sexy on there got me a bit jealous that everyone else got to see you too."

"You're funny," she rolled her eyes playfully. "Thank you for the Jacket thought."

"Yeah, I know you love it. You were gushing over it on our second date." He teased her.

"Yeah and it took you two fucking years to give it to me finally. Now you're not getting it back, ever." She warned him.

"I have you, I don't need the jacket," he smirked his cheesy smile.

"And you're cheesy too," she blushed.

"Come on give me a kiss and then we can go back to our hotel," he suggested already dipping his head down to devour in a sweet kiss.

Once at their shared hotel room, YN placed her trophy on the coffee table carefully. It will be going to London with her.

"Are you coming back to London, or going home?" He asked. They are going to leave in the morning anyway so he was packing his stuff. YN plopped down on their shared bed on her back as soon as she was out of shower.

"We're going home," she said.

"Back to India?" He asked.

"London," she corrected.

"So London is home now?" He felt his heart full at the thought of going back to London with her, going back home with her. Though they still didn't live together, it was still home.

"Mhmm," she nodded. "But would you go to India with me for holidays?"

"Why not," he isn't going to turn her down. Especially because he loves being with her family as everyone is so warm and welcoming of him.

"Aw Harry come here!" She cooed pulling him down on bed with her, making him lie on top of her as she wrapped her all four of her limbs around him. He giggled, "I love you."

"I love you," he reciprocated.

"Everyone is gonna know we're together now," she pointed out once Harry gained control over his own body and wasn't laying fully on top of her, he propped himself up on his elbow.

"And what about that?" He asked.

"Your fans are scary," she admitted.

"And so are yours, I don't know how they'll welcome me." He chuckled.

"But number you have following you is bigger, and like it scares me. You know the time we went out for dinner after restaurants were open again. I told you how like two of these people just barged into the academy and stuff." She explained.

"Hmm, I know," he sighed, "the best I can do is to ask you to ignore them." He suggested. YN wasn't new to hate but it was new everytime.

"I know," she sighed, "but I'm happy to you came to see me, thank you."

"How would I miss my girlfriend performing for a big compitition? I had to come." He bragged, leaning down he peppered ber fave with soft kisses, taking all the time in the world to love on his love. "You know I'm so proud of you, right? You did so amazing!"

"Thank you," she cooed. "How were your rehearsals? Did you get through it or just left it in middle?"

"We almost left it in middle because Sarah wanted to go see you so bad. But we made through it quickly, reached nust in time for your performance." He explained. "Tomorrow's last show."

"Yeah, you did really amazing this tour too," YN said. She knew how much it all ment to him, being on stage close to people who helped him become this big of a pop star. It warmed her heart how much loves his fans.

"We get to go home after," he let out a contained sigh of relief, "can I you something?"

"Hmm," she nodded.

"Why don't we move in together?" He suggested, "we've together for almost three years now."

She squinted her eyes, raising her eyebrows. They have talked about this. It wasn't going to happen until they're married, well, at least she can't let that happen for the sake of her parents. They'd kick her ass if they found out she's living with a guy she is not married, doesn't matter if he's her boyfriend.

Also they have talked about all the things couples go through, about getting married, having kids. She said she wants to have four kids so there won't be a middle child like her. Them settling down in a house they bought together in a quiet neighborhood in London itself. How excited she'd be about being Mrs. Styles.

"My parents will probably kick my ass and ship me back to India," she said, "but yeah, okay!"

"Don't say it like that," he whined, "I understand, gotta get married then, huh?"

"Sounds like a lot of work doesn't it? You'll have to propose, then we'll have a engagement ceremony, then pre wedding functions, then a wedding. Sounds exhausting." She said, sarcastically. He just nodded with his lips pressed into a thin line.

"You'll have to go through it though," she shrugged. And she ain't settling for anything less than that. What a queen!

"Fine," he rolled his eyes getting off of her after making sure to press yet another kiss on her forehead. He loved to give her forehead kissed.

"Where are you going?" She complained, "I need cuddles! Harry!"

"Just a minute baby," he called from the closet of their hotel suite. She huffed turning over her tummy. How can he leave like that?

"Hey, what's wrong?" She could hear him now sat next to her.

"You left, I was so comfy," she complained like a toddler.

"We can cuddle later but I have something for you," he said. That made her head shot up as she turned to look at him. "I want you get dressed, we're going on a date." He held a garment cover with a different coloured fabric peeking through the clear plastic window thing. "I promise we can cuddle later."

She held out a pinky, which he accepted and wrapped his own pinky around hers and kissed her knuckles to seal their promise.

"Everyone is gonna know now, your fans know you're in town." She said sitting up straight.

"How would they know?" He winked.

"They're gonna know," she continued to play along with him with that Tiktok audio. He shook his head laughing as he unzipped the garment cover to take out the dress from it for her.

It was Louis Vuitton dress she was raving about on her Instagram from past couple of months. It was really surprising to see the face of Gucci buying something from a different high-end brand. YN despises dressed and hardly owned high-end stuff unless it was sent to her. She has been a big fan of Louis Vuitton and have been a sort of influencer face of their brand (though she hated the term influencer). Sadly the dress was from a different collection and wasn't sent to her so she had to save up to buy it.

"What didn't you like it?" Harry asked seeing her very expressionless face.

"How did you know I wanted this?" She asked.

"I don't know," he shrugged pretending he didn't see anything on her Instagram. He was tackled with a hug by a squealing YN chanting her I Love Yous to him. "Okay, okay I love you more." He giggled.

"Now go put it on," he urged her, "I need to change too.

"It's like eleven at night Harry, we're going on a date this late?" She asked.

"Do you trust me?"

"Is that even a question?" She shrugged.

"Then I need you to get ready, yeah?" He kissed her cheek, "and trust me we'll be in this hotel so don't worry."

"Oh honey, I'll literally go to hell with you blindfolded let alone wherever in this damn hotel!"

A hard kiss was placed on Harry mouth as she disappeared in the bathroom so excited that she forgot her dress. He walked upto her with the hanger on which her dress was hung.

"You trust me way too much for that, don't you?" He commented.

"Wouldn't be cool though?" She talked through the door, "being in headlines for being murdered by none other than The Harry Styles himself?"

"That sounds cool," he admitted, "but I would never do that."

"You're a buzz kill, Sue!" She groaned.

"Hey!" He whined. "You watch way too much of murder mystery and true crime content."

"It's interesting, and now I know how to hide a body without being caught." She joked.

"Let me know if you need help," he laughed.

"Sure thing," she announced. "I need your help with the zipper gor now though." She opened the bathroom door for him and found him already dressed buttoning up his black shirt.

"Here," he walked up to her and helped her with the zipper in the back of her brand new dress. "You look pretty, I don't wanna leave ya!" He cooed wrapping his arms her from behind, snuggling his face into her neck.

"We don't have to go, I'm tired and I wanted to cuddle." She pouted, acting upset as he sort of ruined her plan.

But he couldn't help it seeing her look so pretty like that, it should be illegal. He didn't wanted to leave either but he have got another surprise for her.

"I know, but I promised you cuddles, you're gonna get them." He said, "if you're ready, we should leave then."

"I need to do my hair." She said.

"Leave it down, this once?" He requested, "pretty please?" His eyes rounded like a small kitten.

"Fine!" YN rolled her eyes jokingly. Quickly put on some mascara and lip balm and she was ready to go. She didn't wanted to put more effort into going through her skin care routine again after they come back as she was tired and out of adrenaline in her body in order to function properly.

Their date went super silent And peaceful. No where too fancy just at the restaurant of their hotel.

[csilarry]

some As It Was thoughts

My initial reading of the music video is that it is a chronological reenactment of Harry’s life and his experience being closeted.

[0:00]-  He bangs on the glass to get out (glass closet)

[0:06]- He is walking forward with a bunch of people dressed in business attire. Harry is wearing a bright red coat. The shade they picked reminds me of the red carpet, symbolizing stardom.

[0:15]- The people with “normal” jobs get to keep going forward and be with who they want (there’s a girl waiting for someone by the wall, and he catches up to her and hold her shoulder and they walk forward together), while Harry gets dragged back (into the closet of the entertainment industry).  

Holdin' me back Gravity's holdin' me back

Gravity is the force of the whole world. The pressure of the world holds him back from coming out of the closet & out of his public performer persona.

[0:27]- Inside, he and Blue/Lou are both dressed as performers, just out of reach from each other.  

Their red and blue outfits combined with "What kind of pills are you on?" may refer to the red and blue pills in the Matrix: a choice between the willingness to learn a potentially unsettling or life-changing truth by taking the red pill or remaining in contented ignorance with the blue pill. 

This symbolism would represent that he is contemplating between changing his life by telling the truth and keeping things in a state of blissful ignorance. It seems to me GP is content but he is devastated.

[0:29]- He brushes Blue’s hand when he first gets on stage (similar to the touches they shared during one direction) but then they move away to “perform” on their own parts of the stage.

[0:42]- reenactment of the last public hug between Harry and Louis at their last 1D concert.

[0:48]- He lets blue go, she shrinks in on herself, then he comes up behind her and gives her a reassuring hug (and she touches his hands as if she feels his support), then he leaves her and she is able to walk up tall. Maybe this is Louis being scared/lonely to start his career by himself/without Harry, so Harry gives him the support and courage he needs to walk tall and proud.

[1:05]- Blue gets knocked off the stage and Harry keeps going. Symbolizing Louis getting screwed over & his career delayed.

[1:06]- When H strips his clothing, he is shedding of layers of the performance industry and the brand that he’s made for himself. Once he strips all that away, he is able to truly hug blue.

The business people stripping off their clothes might symbolize society’s new openness. Homophobia has changed a lot in the 12 years Harry has been in the spotlight. Society is not the same as it was. When he shows himself others are able to as well.

[1:32]- When H and Louis are together, the drawing is in color.

[1:32]- Bars are placed over them, and they are trapped to the colored surface. this may symbolize them being forced into a "box" (society's expectation of them).

[1:47]- T Swift crawls all over Harry and another person (beard) over Blue.

[1:54]- When they dragged apart, life/the drawing becomes black and white.

[1:58]- Trying to make it work as performers together, they are stuck running in circles, not going anywhere, just out of reach of each other

[2:16]- Harry is alone on the stage again. He's defeated and has given up running. He decides to run away from the stage.

[2:17]- Harry watches birds fly, symbolizing freedom. (Louis has the birds flying tattoo and Harry has the closed birdcage with no door)

[2:18]- Harry makes "yes/success" motion. He is elated, jumps off the stage, and starts dancing freely.

[2:20] *Some shots from above of him spinning just like Louis’ Walls music video, H's TPWK mv, and their bff Liam Gallagher from Oasis.*

[2:26] H suddenly finds himself outside. He realizes he doesn’t have his coat on and he’s in public showing his true self. Once he checks himself and realizes, he is able to truly break free.

[skepticalarrie]

One of the sisters posted new pictures today. I don't know how you're feeling, I hope you are ok. Especially since you get anons venting at you. I'm feeling emotionally numb to this. Maybe Harry can release the circus yellow big bird music video. That would make everyone happy. He better not two ghost it, that would be so mean

Hi, anon! I think someone sent me the pictures earlier, I’m not sure we’re talking about the same ones.

Thank you for checking in on me, you’re so sweet ❤️ I’m completely fine. If there’s something that I learned through the years is to know far you should go with these things when it comes to getting too emotionally invested. And I really learned that the worst way possible. So I guarantee you I wouldn’t be here if stunts were actually affecting me on a personal level. I get angry and I vent a bit, but I’m not going to say this is something I keep thinking about after I log off. Being vocal about it on my blog is a way to channel any of my frustrations, and that’s it. Babygate is by far the subject that stresses me the most and always will. But at the end of the day, it’s a stunt… completely predictable and out of our control. I understand that some people are *really* stressing over it and that sucks :( I wish everyone balance and purpose around here, to make the experience more pleasant regardless of stunts. To be honest, dealing with the anons is the most exhausting part because you end up stuck on a loop, and on other people’s emotions. But this has been better as well today, so it’s all good. Plus I can always shut down my asks if I need.

And god.. I didn’t even remember the yellow bird music video!! What the fuck! Harry needs to give us that now 🔪🔪🔪 we deserve it. Maybe he’s going to release at new years 👁️ like TPWK.

[eeveedel]

Oooo im so curious about what you would to fix harry's image?

Like I know what I would do to fix louis's but i struggle to think of where even to start with harry's sometimes

i hope u dont mind me asking!! theres no need for an ans if u'd rather not share im just curious lol

hope ur days good! :)

okay so last week I posted that I have general idea of what I think Harry's image needs right now and I literally had such a hard/annoying week at work I am just now getting to answering this question BUT here are my (slightly mean because I'm tired and hungry) ideas (keep in mind I'm not a PR expert, or someone in the music industry, I'm literally not an expert in anything I'm talking about I'm just TIRED okay):

1) Sort out the tour shit. Either cancel it flat out and refund everyone, or say "hey. we don't know when the tour is going to happen. we don't know who the opening acts are. we're not sure of anything. you can keep your tickets or refund them, it's up to you, but we do not know what's going on." be honest. be transparent.

2) Do a charity livestream show. I have no idea why he has not done this before. Do a fucking livestream. Give the fans something. Give to charity. Let people see you perform again, in a safe and affordable environment.

3) Get rid of TPWK. Throw it out. This is maybe a hot take or whatever, but I think the TPWK motto is hurting Harry more than it's helping. Literally the people that use it most just use it as justification to be mean/squash criticism. Also, people are sick of the wishy washy activism that TPWK embodies. Monetizing it is worse. Let the song be the end of TPWK. come up with something else.

4) Post more on social media. Let it be authentic. I don't care if an assistant does it, I don't care if it's basic. Post pictures of your morning coffee, pictures of your closet, pictures of your bathtub. Post a dumb tweet like "just ordered Indian food :)" Hell, if we're being really creative, post a little video of you singing your favorite Fleetwood Mac song while you do the dishes. I don't care. Make me see Harry Styles TM as a person.

5) Do some more honest interviews. Choose some interviewers/platforms you feel comfortable with, and talk honestly about music, your mental health, what it's like to have been famous for almost half your life. I would rather have a couple real interviews than a bunch of wishy washy print bullshit.

6) Stop acting. Literally just...stop it. For a year. I'm tired. Both of his recent projects are PR disasters. He has to stop.

7) Cut off the stunt. This is obvious. I'm tired.

8) Disappear. Literally just get out of the public eye. Make us miss you. Make us curious. Figure your shit out. Create. Come back better and more honest. Make me feel like I'm a fan of a person. Because whoever I'm a fan of right now, I don't think I like him anymore

[svnflowervol666]

An interview during self-isolation with Zane Lowe (Harry Styles x fem!Reader)

Word Count: 2.2k

Author’s Note: I’ve gotten a ton of asks to the tune of this scenario - about what a quarantine video with Harry and his family would look like. I put as many of them together as I could for you all! Hope you enjoy and it’s not too confusing, as this isn’t my typical writing style, but I tried my best to make it worth your while! Take care and TPWK.

“Harry, can ye’ hear me alright?” Harry heard Zane Lowe’s voice fill his right ear as he readjusted his headphones.

“Yeah, I can hear ya,” he responded, running his fingers through his hair once everything was situated and his laptop was balanced perfectly on his knee.

“I’ve just been video calling and chatting it up with everyone on how they’re navigating the pandemic, so I’m very thankful you’ve agreed to join in.”

“‘S no problem. Thank you f’ having me.”

“Oh!” Zane interjected his own strain of thought, “I see you’ve brought a special guest for us today,” he said when Harry’s screen finally focused and he was able to see everything on Harry’s end.

Harry chuckled, the dimples on either corner of his mouth growing wider at the mention of the sleeping body on his chest that’s got a fuzzy blanket tucked into their sides and draped over Harry’s upper half.

“I have,” Harry agreed, “Though he’s not gonna be worth much. Being a two-year-old is exhausting apparently.”

He gave the toddler a few gentle pats on the back and continued to look at Zane through the webcam.

“This is your son, right?” Zane asked.

“Who? Him?” Harry asked, nodding his head in the direction of his child, “Nah. Found him on the street.”

Both men laughed, but Harry tried to lower his volume as to not wake up his son.

“Well, he looks an awful bit like you t’ be a stray, don’t ye’ think?”

“I suppose the curls are quite convincing, aren’t they?” Harry sighed, playfully rolling his eyes.

“What’s brought your bubs along with you for this interview?”

“Erm,” Harry thought, wondering if he should be talking this much about his personal life but ultimately deciding it wasn’t too invasive, “Y/N’s been pretty tired lately, so I’m just trying to keep him out of her hair so she can rest. He’s going through a phase where he’s very clingy right now so he’d probably be crying f’ me at some point if I left him in his room.”

“Oh, that’s right!” it suddenly dawned on Zane, “You two are expecting again, aren’t you?

“We are,” Harry smiled softly yet proudly into the screen, “‘s kinda scary for us right now, but we’re hoping everything is cleared up before it’s time.”

“Yeah, yeah. I was just about to say right now’s probably not the greatest time to be havin’ a baby.”

“Well, the baby’s not due for a few more months so I think everything’ll be alright, but it’s still just kinda nerve-wracking ye’ know?”

“Absolutely,” Zane added, “This has all got t’ be tough on your guys; having to self-isolate with a toddler plus having one on the way.”

“Ehh, it’s not so bad,” Harry countered, rubbing his eyes with his knuckles as he spoke. “We’ve been spending a lot of time t’gether, which is pretty great. I just got done with all of the album promo, so I’d already been gone for a while. Plus, I was about to leave for tour for like a month so we were kinda sad about having to say goodbye before, but now I don’t have to. We talk to our families a lot and keep in touch with everyone pretty regularly so we don’t feel like we’re going too crazy.”

“Good! That’s good.”

Harry nodded in agreement.

“I was going to ask you about tour actually. You’ve pushed the European leg of your Love on Tour to next year, is that correct?”

“Correct.”

“That must be hard for you, I’m sure. I bet you were so ready to get back on the road and to have it all pulled out from under ye’ was probably not the greatest feeling.”

“I mean, it’s obviously disappointing, but like, in the grand scheme of things, it’s not the most important thing in the world. But I think everyone kinda understands that there’s not anything you can do about it and ye’ have to do what you can to keep everyone safe, ya know?”

“For sure,” Zane nodded, readjusting the hat on his head.

“Plus, it gives you time to practice doesn’t it?”

Harry’s belly shook as he laughed softly.

“Definitely gives us plenty of time to be prepar-”

Harry stopped in his tracks and looked down at his son who was still napping away, lifting his hand up from where it had been rested on his tiny bum.

“Everything alright?” Zane asked Harry after he was still quiet for a few seconds and his eyes were as wide as saucers.

“Uhh, yeah,” Harry stuttered as a noticeable heat climbed to his cheeks, “Think m’ son’s just farted on me in his sleep.”

This made Zane laugh even harder than he had before, clutching his chest while Harry remained embarrassed that his son had just passed gas on him during his first interview.

The commotion seemed to stir Harry’s son from his sleep. His pudgy legs began to stretch against Harry’s chest and his balled-up fists reached up to rub at his closed eyes. Harry seemed to sense some trepidation, like his son was going to start fussing at any given moment, so he quickly began bouncing his small body against his knee to soothe him and shushed him quietly in his ear. Zane didn’t draw much attention to it, but he couldn’t help but swoon over how easily Harry’s son settled back down.

Harry whispered, “’s alright, bubby. You’re alright,” before kissing the top of his curls gently, no doubt making the viewers lose their minds at home with how gentle he was being towards his boy.

“So your boy farts himself awake, huh?” Zane joked.

“Wouldn’t be the first time. He’s an absolute mess,” Harry added.

“Does he take after you or Y/N?”

Clearly, neither of them were interested in talking about music or tour anymore. Harry’s son had stolen the show, and he wasn’t even conscious.

“A little bit of both I’d say. He’s extremely kind and caring like Y/N, but loves to mess around like me. Can’t really say he got any of Y/N’s looks, though.”

“Absolutely not,” Zane chuckled into his mic, “That one’s all you.”

Harry laughed again, rubbing the tip of his nose with the palm of his hand out of habit.

“Is he excited to be a big brother?”

“Ehh, I think he kinda gets the idea, but not really,” Harry tilted his hand back and forth to symbolize the fact that his toddler could just barely come to grips with there being another baby in his mum’s belly.

“He knows there’s ‘something in mummy’s tummy,’“ Harry noted using air quotes, “And he like, gives Y/N’s stomach kisses all of the time because we tell him to and he sees me do it, but I don’t really think he’s come to grips with it.”

“Well, that makes sense,” Zane responded, “He’s only two.”

“Right, right,” Harry agreed, “But he’s, like, super cuddly and loves his stuffed animals and stuff, so I don’t think he’s gonna have a hard time at all really.”

Just when Zane was going to try to get back on topic with his prepared list of questions he had written up for Harry that didn’t involve his son, there was a commotion on Harry’s end that occurred somewhere beyond the view of the camera.

It was the sound of a door shutting a feet padding against hardwood steps.

“Harry!” a voice called out.

“Have you seen my laptop charger? I’m trying to FaceTime Gem- Oh,” the voice stopped.

“Sorry, baby,” Harry spoke above the laptop screen to whoever had just walked into the room, “Couldn’t find mine and I had t’ talk t’ Zane.”

“Which Zane?”

“Is that Y/N I hear?” Zane asked Harry.

Harry laughed at his wife’s words, quickly specifying that it was Zane Lowe and not his former bandmate.

“Yes, it is Y/N. She’s awoken from her beauty sleep it appears.”

The camera wasn’t able to pick up the way Y/N rolled her eyes at Harry.

“Gimme one of those,” Y/N demanded, holding her hand out for the other earbud that Harry wasn’t wearing so she could join in on his conversation with Zane.

Harry swung the free earbud around his chest with his free hand as to not disturb their son, smiling smugly at his wife while she settled onto the sofa next to him and cuddled into his side.

“Hello, gorgeous,” Zane greeted her.

“Hello, handsome,” Y/N responded, “How come you never call to talk to me anymore? Why do you only care about this nobhead?”

She playfully shoved Harry’s shoulder, but not hard enough to actually knock him sideways.

“He does have the number one album in the country right now. Kinda makes sense to check in on him now, dunnit?”

“And I’m his baby mama, so where’s my praise for carrying his little spawns?”

“You truly are a saint for tha’ one. I won’t lie.”

Harry feigned offense but failed to hide the smile that tugged on the corners of his lips.

“I’m sitting right here!” he scoffed.

“We know, love,” Y/N cooed him as she looked over at him and brushed his curls that had fallen onto his forehead back into his mess of hair. 

“How are you doing, though, Y/N? We talked a bit about you while you were away. Harry said you’re strugglin’ a bit?”

“Umm, I mean, it’s just normal pregnancy stuff,” she dismissed his qualms as she absentmindedly stroked her protruding belly that was just barely in the frame, “I’m at the point where everything hurts all of the time and everything Harry does annoys the piss out of me, but other than that I’m pretty much normal.”

“Goodness. He didn’t tell me that part,” Zane chuckled, “Please elaborate.”

“Okay, well first of all-,” Y/N started.

“Why are you acting like you were just waiting f’ someone to ask you that question?” Harry forced through laughter.

“Because I’ve got a lot to say!” she exclaimed.

“You don’t pick up your dirty clothes, you leave your tea mugs all around the house, and you and your son eat all of my bread!”

“I do not eat all of the bread!” Harry started to playfully argue with his wife.

“I caught you sneaking into the pantry at midnight eating bread right out of the bag, Harold.”

“Well, what were you doin’ awake in the kitchen at midnight anyway, hmm?”

“I’m pregnant. I’m allowed to be hungry every twenty minutes. You’ve got no excuse.”

Harry sighed in defeat, meanwhile, Zane sat back and enjoyed listening to the two of them bickering like children. 

“Sounds like the quarantine might getting t’ the both of you, huh?”

“Oh, no,” Y/N dismissed Zane, “We’re always like this.”

Just then, Harry felt the weight distribution on his chest shift, and saw a pair of emerald green eyes identical to his open and look back and forth between him and Y/N. His pudgy cheeks were flushed a warm, crimson color and the t-shirt he had taken a nap in was tugged over to the side from how well he had slept.

“Well, hello there, bubby. Nice of you t’ join us,” Harry spoke calmly to his son that was in the middle of waking up, gently brushing his fingers along the side of his face.

“Dear god. He looks just like you, Harry,” Zane said in disbelief.

This made Harry blush and hide his face in his son’s plush blanket, and Y/N looked lovingly down at her two boys.

“I know he does,” Harry confirmed, “Poor thing.”

Y/N rolled her eyes at Harry’s comment. As if that was meant to be an insult.

“Hung-y,” the three of them heard the toddler mumble.

“What’s that, lovie?” Y/N perked up.

“I hung-y” he repeated, his arms outstretched for his mother to which she happily accepted.

The boy crawled right over Harry towards Y/N, his foot sinking deep into Harry’s gut and making him grunt in reaction. 

“You’re hungry?” Y/N asked, “You want some lunch, bubs?”

He nodded into Y/N’s shoulder where he had tucked himself away, clearly still in the mood to be loved on and cuddled.

“Well, let’s go make you something to eat then. What do you want? A banana?”

“Bread!” cheered the two-year-old, which earned a laugh from everyone in the room and an eye-roll from Y/N.

“Of course, you want bread. Wouldn’t expect anything less from your father’s child.”

“Why are you bullying me?” Harry fired back.

“Because you’re eating all of my damn bread!” Y/N yelled before scooping their son up from the couch and teetering out of frame into the kitchen.

“Alright,” started Zane, “Seems like it’s time for me to leave you three alone. Thanks for stopping in t’ chat.”

Harry chortled, readjusting his headphone one last time to sign off.

“Thanks again f’ havin’ me. Sorry my family crashed your interview.”

“It’s no bother at all, mate. ‘S actually quite refreshing seeing ye’ like this. I’m sure everyone watching would agree. Reminds us all that you’re human and not some robot with perfect hair and the voice of an angel.”

Harry hid his face in his hands, blushing for what felt like the thousandth time during this video call. 

“I hope you lot continue to stay safe and healthy through all of this.”

“Thank you so much. You as well,” Harry added.

“Of course. Tell Y/N I’ll ring her up soon.”

“Will do,” Harry nodded, “If she doesn’t kill me f’ asking her t’ make me some toast first.”

[greenorangevioletgrass]

To Feel Good (Harry Styles x dancer!reader)

"I got a good feeling / I'm just takin' it all in / floating up and dreamin' / droppin' into the deep end."

Summary: Harry's music video reminds you of a forgotten passion and happier times.

Word count: 1.2k

Warnings: established relationship, some swear words, mention of depression, but a lot of fluff and happiness!

Notes: my first Harry fic! It started out as a cute little idea and it became smth so personal lol. This is based on my personal experience (in which tpwk made me want to dance again) and inspired by this Twitter thread. happy reading!

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It’s a big day for a lot of people. For many, it’s the first morning of a new year, a new beginning, a fresh start after a shitshow of a year, a semblance of hope that things may be looking up. For others, it’s the day where they wait in buzzing anticipation for the world premiere of Harry Styles’ latest music video.

For Harry Styles, the man of the hour himself, it’s a day off and a morning to sleep in.

You wake up wrapped up in his sinewy arms, his fingers interlaced with yours (an adorable little habit throughout the course of your relationship). His little snores are soft and muffled as his face is buried in the crook of your neck. It’s not quite the lullaby people dream about from him, but it’s calming and comforting all the same. 

Maybe even more so than the smooth croons on the guitar late at nights.

But the warm morning glow is streaming in through the window and you find yourself unable to fall back to sleep, no matter how much your lover’s voice and warmth tempt to lull you into slumber once again. So you disentangle yourself from his embrace, ever so gently, doing your best not to wake him.

He kisses your shoulder and rolls over to his other side, picking up his snores where he left off. It makes you smile, the little things like this. The little… less-than-perfect things that somehow makes him-- you, this relationship- even more so. The two of you are blissfully happy in your flawed little bubble.

You make your way downstairs to the kitchen, checking your phone as you put the kettle on. Swiping through messages and new year well wishes, you find the notification for the new music video. A little black-and-white shot of your boyfriend in his sparkly white suit. You put it on the smart TV on the wall, and find yourself smiling as the opening chords play.

“Maybe we can find a place to feel good…” 

It’s awfully catchy, that hook. Harry was overjoyed to hear you hum it day in day out when he first played it for you. And after months of not hearing it, not seeing the choreography and the footage, it brings back all the memories.

“Fuck, how do you do this?!” he cried out as he tripped on his own foot yet again.

Harry woke up itching to review the steps he’d learned for his upcoming music video and thought what better way to do it in his kitchen, while tea is brewing and breakfast is cooking. He spent the whole weekend in the studio, memorizing the dance routine-- and he did have it memorized for the most part; he just couldn’t seem to make it look seamless. So naturally, having been a professional dancer for years, he turned to you for homework help.

You watched in amusement, shifting your gaze between the bacon and the bounding boy with kooky limbs. “Engage your core, babe.”

“I am; it’s not fucking working!” he laughed at himself as he wobbled out of balance.

“Hold up.” you turned off the stove and turned around to face him, poking him in the stomach. “See, you’re not using it enough.”

“Like this?” he grunted out, tightening the muscles on his abs.

“There we go! If you’re strong there, it gives your moves more ‘oomph’, you get me?” you explained as you demonstrated the movement-- a simple pas de bourree and a slide, arms outstretched.

He set out to try it, but stopped. “Wait, how’d you make your arms do that pretty thingy, though?”

“Just keep your wrists relaxed and let ‘em follow your body. Let’s try it together, okay? Five, six, seven, eight…”

You danced opposite each other, humming the tunes under your breaths, giggling whenever you almost bump into the counter --or each other. The kitchen had turned into a makeshift dance floor, and the two of you were the best and worst dressed patrons altogether, in your ratty t-shirt and his silk pajama bottoms.

“You sure you don’t wanna just… be my dance partner in the video?” he nearly whined, pushing his lower lip childishly.

“And let you pass up on Phoebe Waller-Bridge? No way.”

“Ah well, me and Phoebs can always work on something else. We’re cool like that.”

You roll your eyes. “I’d hate to shift the narrative to ‘Harry Styles goes public with long-time partner on his latest music video.’ Don’t you want people to just… enjoy the message? To dance and have fun and, you know, treat people with kindness?”

“Fair point…” he conceded, “Will you still be my dance partner at home, though?”

“Baby, I will be your dance partner anywhere you like.” you kissed him sweetly on the lips.

That morning feels like a whole lifetime ago. Just days after that, the pandemic hits and sends the whole nation into lockdown. And the next thing you know, your entire life is turned upside down. Dancing, your first and true love, took a backseat as you were busy making ends meet (no matter how much Harry says he’s got you taken care of), keeping it together, helping out as much as you can while the world around you is in shambles. You were too busy surviving; you had no time, no capacity for dancing anymore.

But you see Harry having so much fun on the screen --the joy, the giddiness apparent in his handsome features, the fears of screwing up or looking stupid completely gone- and you can’t help but crave for that feeling. And it seems that the more you follow the beat, the easier it is for you to trace back to that happiness.

What started out as tapping your foot as you pour the hot water into your mug, turns into absent swaying as you pick up your honey and teaspoon. And by the time you finish steeping your tea, you’re back in the middle of the kitchen floor-- recalling what combinations you remember from the music video. Making up your own moves as you go.

“Oh, thank goodness,” Harry breaths out, seemingly entranced by the sight as he stands by the kitchen door.

You stop in the middle of a spin, frowning at him in confusion. “What?”

“You never dance when you’re unhappy. I haven’t seen you dance in 4 months.” his voice cracks in the end, just as a tearful smile breaks out.

Your heart drops. You’d spent countless tears over failure and heartbreak and loneliness, but this time is different. This one’s for relief --that contrary to your beliefs, you’re not broken and devoid of happiness. That you are loved. Quietly, steadily.

To be known without you knowing it.

You stammer, trying to make sense of your emotions. He just looks so happy up there, it… makes you feel happy, too? Like you’re rediscovering the beauty of it all over again. Of course, none of these words come to mind, and you’re quickly distracted by the million kisses he’s peppering all over your face right now.

“Hi,” he says. Quiet, sincere. Contented. “I missed you.”

Truth be told, you’re not complaining.

“Missed you, too. Missed this, you know that?”

He throws you a knowing look and a kiss that you’ve shared a million times. And God, you’d die to share that a million times more with him.

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🎈Tues 12 Jan ‘21🎈

********HAPPY 28th BIRTHDAY ZAYN!!**********

The man of the hour is (surprise surprise) laying low, but he took time to tweet: “Thanks to everyone sending birthday messages and wishes today! Having a great day! big love! X.” The paps brought us pics of Gigi and the zaby out for a walk in NYC (as has been the case nearly every day lately) and of vintage arcade games and a lot of balloons being delivered to their apartment. Lots of best wishes being posted, but the top prize goes to MUA Joanna Simkin for her fabulous Zayn pic caption- “You’re looking kinda aight in these pics!/ I’m looking like a ting?/ Like a ting for sure!/ Happy birthday, Z. Here’s to always looking like a ting.” Almost as good as getting to hear him talk... Oh and Yolanda posted a pic in which you could see a wee framed pic in the background that showed the zaby's face (which they have been carefully keeping private.) She deleted and most fans are not sharing out of respect for their wishes but for the record I saw it and it looks like, uh, a baby. I mean honestly it's a tiny pic of a pic of, again: a baby. There's sincerely nothing to deduce there, so hopefully they're not too stressed about it.

Lots of interviews about Harry's new video and music (rather than his fake love life) all at once today! Nice, and also … hmmm! Interesting. Ben Turner says the camera is a harrie; “the camera doesn't just love him, the camera wants to marry him and run off with him and probably never come back,” and “I'm quite a lot older than him. I'm not as cool as him.” Jeff Azoff says “He’s such a good person that you’re immediately disarmed around him, no matter who you are. You get a sense of comfort and respect right away. He's got a calming effect on anybody he’s around,” and that “a big part of my mission going forward is to be fiercely protective over songwriters and intellectual property, specifically” which kind of feels like a first glimmer of something we're going to be hearing a lot about so, noted. Paul Roberts, the 1D choreographer who did the TPWK video, is in Billboard talking about whether or not Harry will take Broadway by storm next with his dancing. “It won’t necessarily be out-and-out dancing,” LMAO but he softens the blow-- “I guess it’s a bit like Bowie used to do, isn’t it? It’s the showmanship and presentation of the performance.” But, he adds, “who knows? He’s just so open-minded and open-hearted — and because he’s so open it allows the universe to come back at him and he’s able to do anything he sets his mind to.” He says that they brought in a ballet teacher to work with Harry and Pheobe, love that, ballerina Harry dreams coming true! Also the intriguing tidbit “we had a conversation back at the end of the summer about how much we enjoyed the process, and I know he was doing another project where choreography was involved.” Ooh? DWD or something else? Time will tell. As he said, “I think with Harry Styles, anything is possible, is it not?”

Fake relationship news meanwhile is focused on Olivia wearing Harry's necklace which is news from last week so it's weird that suddenly there are 3 articles about it, verrrry organic, but mostly it's... kind of taking a turn? Today's articles give you one that concludes that Harry did NOT break up Oliva and Jason AND says that speculation about her moving in with him has been “debunked”, and the die hards are so starved of material they've resorted to running their astrological charts-- but maybe not to quite the effect they'd hoped! “It’s not necessarily going to be about a romantic connection” says the astrologer brought in by PageSix, but “they could end up collaborating on a successful work project.” UNCANNY! The astrologer (who clearly knows their stuff!) also says that we can look for Olivia and Jason to get back together “as early as May or June.” * furiously jotting down notes * mhmm mhmm tell me more..

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two questions: why don’t you like harry and do you really think harry villanized the weed video or do you think that was the people attempting to court him (azoffs)

Whew, this is a long one folx!

Why don’t you like Harry [Styles]?

Let me preface this response by saying that I’m a pretty new “fan” if one can still call me that. I got into the One Direction fandom in the summer of last year, and much of my opinions of the boys where shaped by fan reactions. After gathering more and more information however, I realized that the fandom and I were wrong about some things, and over hyping others. 

Still, it wasn’t until this year that I actually broke out of the Harry-centric bubble to realize that the shady goings on where much worse than I originally thought. Add to this my realization that Harry’s music really doesn’t withstand the test of time, and that his persona is pretty Stagnant, and I’ve come to feel rather bamboozled.

Of course I know that the entire point of his PR team is to sway public opinion of him one way, and if I ate it up that was part of the plan. That doesn’t mean I have to like it. It also doesn’t mean I feel any less hurt about it. It also doesn’t mean that I like when other people fawn over him, as quite a lot of what I’m going to say has been public knowledge, and some of it before I was even a fan.

A. Music

 Actually getting to a big part of the problem here, his music isn’t good. Well, not long term like I said in the preface. He doesn’t really have much of a vocal range despite being a singer for more than ten years. He does not care and acts like he does, often leading to him sounding like he’s screaming instead of singing. He’s lyrics are boring and flat, and his melodies are fine, they just don’t make up for his unmemorable lyrics. I personally think that the cause is him more heavily relying on song writers to fill in more in more, but that’s mostly because I don’t want to believe that the same person who wrote Happily and Olivia also wrote At the Dining Table and Treat People With Kindness, because that would just mean he’s getting worse or putting forth less effort. 

Of course one could argue that I’m not a professional, I don’t have the necessary Jargon to correctly critique, and I’m no longer a singer so I can’t even do what he does. But to that I say fuck off. I know what sounds good! I know what I like! 

Even more than that though, If you bought a product (non food), and you could only use that product for the first two weeks you bought it, you’d say it was a shit product! You’d scream from the rooftops that no one should ever buy this product because it’s crap! Well guess what? I pre-ordered Fine Line just to listen for two weeks and never pick it up again except for golden, she’s a funky tune every couple months. 

Besides the test of time, there is still the subject of actual talent/listenability if you will. I feel there’s four main categories when I listen to music that makes it worth listening to

1.Amazing voice

2.Awesome lyrics

3.Funky/ cool ass melody/Beat

4.Catchy as hell

Now, a song doesn’t need to be all four, however the more they have the more likely I am to like the song. Also, I’ve said “main categories” because I’ve definitely had songs were I just through the beat drop was cool, or maybe the bridge was sick as hell, or maybe I just liked the pacing or the way the singer/singers stressed a note. Alternatively there is a sweet spot for me of super depressing lyrics but a melody/ that makes you want to dance. See: most of After Laughter by Paramore, Lola By Mika. But in general, those four usually make me love a song long term.

If it’s an album, it usually Just has to sound like it belongs on the same album/ tell a story. Like I really don’t like albums that sound like it’s just a playlist of songs personally. I should be able to listen to a song and go “oh yeah, that’s off --- album” or I didn’t like the album as a whole. An album is a bit like an outfit to me. It’s not going to be all tops, nor does it need to be monochromatic, but it does need to go together

For Example, I love Four as an album. I thought it was amazing. I still hate Spaces and Illusion. I hate both of their melodies, I don’t like the Illusion intro, I’m not to keen on those lyrics, and they’re definitely not catchy, I skip every time. 

So taking that logic to Harry’s music, I think HS1 works very well as an album, almost all of the songs sound like they’re supposed to be there. And I hate every song but Kiwi. The lyrics are boring/don’t make a ton of sense, the melodies definitely don’t make up for that, he doesn’t have the range, and none of them are catchy! And then you get to Kiwi and she’s got that vibe you know? She’s a pop punk bop and I cannot fucking believe that Harry has one pop punk bop among unmemorable pop rock album.

Going to Fine line, It’s not as great as an album. There are some songs that don’t really feel like they fit? Like just going through the album, cherry doesn’t have any business being there? Like the lyrics fit sure, but what is that weird intro and outro? It probably would have been fine If the song didn’t have those two, but having them there upset the pace a bit I felt. And then there was Treat People With Kindness, which was really Jarring and doesn’t feel like it belongs on the album at all? It  actually feels like it’s trying to be Kiwi - it’s loud and garish, and the lyrics are trying to be carefree, but! It just doesn’t work! TPWK sounds like Hippie music! Kiwi sounds like Brendon Urie could sing it and people would be like “good ol Panic!”. And then the album goes back down into Fine line the song, which again is Jarring because you’ve had this TPWK monstrosity right before it.

Then, looking at the overarching theme of his music, It’s whiny piss baby music He hates to take responsibility for his actions! It’s all in his lyrics! And don’t get me wrong, I love Honest lyrics, but not if the person is an asshole! LIke I fucking hate confessions by Usher specifically becasue he’s talking about how much he’s a piece of shit in the most whiny and piss baby way, making it all about him and no the people he hurt. I also really hate that one song that Zayn did with Usher and Chris Brown, because you have these awful men completely misunderstanding what it means to write a love song, and then you have Zayn at the very end all like “actually I really am in love tho…” Esp Chris browns verse! It boils down to “Hey I know I was a asshole seven billion times but I miss you tho :(“ GIRL BYE! 

Harry sounds the exact same though, Except he can’t even blame himself for his own mistakes, and just wades through self pity about how the object of his affection won’t love him even though he didn’t even do anything except it wasn’t his fault and why are you still mad it wasn’t even his fault and he was young and reckless and drunk and horny. Like??? WRITE A NEW SONG TAYLOR SWIFT 2.0! There’s only so much you can repackage the same narrative before it becomes stale no Cinderella does not count keep that shit coming. And It really jumps out in his writing, even through 1d, although I will say there were some catchy beats, and awesome lines to keep him afloat back then. Although wtf was Walking in the Wind??? Choke!

Then there are the melodies I’m talking post wondee here which often give this 70’s pop rock vibe. Which fine I guess, it’s his brand, but that doesn’t make it interesting. Or new. Or fresh. Or an interesting take. 

Now I completely understand relying on nostalgia to boost people’s opinion, but you could at leas have the decency to actually have good music. For Example, Miss you by Louis Tomlinson has a very distinctive pop rock feel, but it’s also an amazing song. Great lyrics, amazing voice, catchy liddle diddy that happens to be reminiscent of that 2005- 2010 punk pop/emo pop feel. Sour diesel has that like,,,basey 90s pop feel, and it fucking works with the lyrics, and of course his voice is beautiful. When Walls dropped and Lou put out that playlist of songs that were an inspiration, you can hear the influences when you listen to the album, but they’re also really good songs in their own right, with amazing lyrics, and Louis’ distinctive voice. Comparing that to Harry, it seems like he’s mostly relying on people’s nostalgia rather than actually good music.

Okay so this last point I’m making on music is a little petty but it’s been like a week and I’m still pissed about it so I’m saying it now. Someone said that Harry Styles is the best pop rock artist right now???? Just admit that you don’t listen to pop rock tf. Louis Tomlinson is right there. Brendon Urie is right there. Mika is right there. Haley Williams is right there. Janell Monae is right there. I don’t listen to a lot of pop rock lol but i feel my point has been made

B. Public Persona

He get’s so much clout! SO MUCH CLOUT! For doing the bare minimum (this is not specifically about the fandom, that’s for later)! People will write all these glowing reviews of him for him??? Being polite??? Like okay and? Just because a person is polite doesn’t mean they’re fucking Jesus??? There’s a million and one stories so i’m not fucking looking them up but there’s the pizza story and the fish story and the plane story and the snl story and the Stormzy story and the WS story on and on and on! Stop giving this man brownie points for basic human decency. “I didn’t expect him to be like that!” okay is that because of their perception of what a rock star is supposed to be like? Because in that case we need to start holding people accountable for being assholes. Or is it because he seems like an asshole. Cause valid.

I also don’t like him leaning so heavily on the queer image thing. Like! If that’s how he likes to express himself, Fine, But so much of it is just...so manufactured! And I Know I’ve heard people say oh well he wore the one rainbow on his lapel that one time or he wore the shirt or he wore the Keith Harring.

1. That Rainbow pin is sus as hell I don’t care what ya’ll say It absolutely screams set up, if he wanted to not be seen he would have not been seen 

2. That goes for literally every other time. I can’t believe it’s not a set up to push a queer image. (that he profits from!)

3. If he actually did his homework on Keith Harring he’d know that the man was a predator, and he wouldn’t have worn those shirts. It seems so performative! To add to that, does he know now? If so, why isn’t he using his platform to correct his mistake? Why didn’t he come out and let people know not to buy Harring’s stuff??? He knows the pull he has! He absolutely could have been like “I’ve made a mistake, if you are looking for queer artists to support, here’s some” But he fucking doesn’t

4. To add on to that last part, It is actually sus that he gets to profit off of this queer image, and yet the only queer voices that he’s propping up are white gays. And then not even directly? Not a “queer artists, esp queer artists of color are important and need their voices boosted because they are the back bone of society” but this wink nod type of deal, where again, he mainly boosts white gays.like??? One queer black woman that doesn’t work for the Azoffs, and then a bunch of white gays. Like?? That’s not racist to anyone else???????Just me? okay.

Now from a professional point of view, it’s even worse. I’m not saying that artists can’t be campy or blurr gender lines, or imply that they ‘re queer subtly. But I think it’s fucking disrespectful to play both ends. Like, he profits off of using the queer image, all while Dancing around the subject, but then on the back end he never says that Homophobes/Transphobes aren’t allowed in his fandom. He gives this empty ass tpwk and then washes his hands of it. 

Don’t get me wrong, I am always upset when people who have lots of queerphobes in their fandom bullying and harassing the actual queer people never say anything to let queerphobes know they’re unwelcome (clearly money is better than morals) but for me it’s an extra kick to the gut for it to literally profit Harry to seem queer. Look at that time that  gay company sold out shirts in less than an hour,because harry was wearing it and tell me people aren’t throwing money at him because they feel he’s queer. 

C. Fashion

This one is a really rough one for me because this is partially what drew me into Harry in the first place. But he’s really not all that in terms of fashion. He’s expensive certainly, but sometimes, the things that are more expensive are worse. Even When He’s not looking like a grandparent out on the town, his style is very dated, and yet he gets paraded around like he’s the freshest new thing?? Like who is his team paying of for him to get that many articles about how he’s fashion’s biggest star. And the thing is, his style is even dated for the mainstream. There’s already a post about how he copies prominent pop/pop rock stars of the 70s, which means that his style is 50 years old for the mainstream. Now don’t get me wrong, I think it’s totally fine if you’re addicted to seventies wear. I don’t think he should be heralded as this huge fashion star if his wardrobe is this dated

Even more than that. Gucci???? The Gucci with a history of Racism?? The Gucci with the child labor??? The Gucci with the 14 hour days Gucci??? Ugly ass Gucci????? Soulja Boy don’t even fuck with Gucci no more and he fuck with Gucci since like 2007. (although that was because of the racism, not cause it’s ugly)

I think that bothers me the most though. Like it’s not enough to exploit people, you also have to be tacky ugly and expensive???? For what??? @Gucci cease to exist please.

If Harry wants to be tacky ugly and expensive, that’s of course his rights to do so! But don’t act like he’s at the very pinnacle of fashion every time he does. 

I’m actually always very conflicted about that. I personally prefer a style that’s very loud and campy and avant garde but like,,,,that ain’t it. Maybe it’s something you got it or ya don’t??? Like for example Billy Porter could wear a trashbag and make it work. The expensive sweaters and the slacks? The suits? Not a good look on one Harry Styles. Maybe it’s because they’re expensive sweaters and slacks and expensive suits. What are you, Ted from accounting??? Grow up.

D. Treat People With Kindness

Ugh this is the thing that pisses me off like the second to most. This phrase is so fucking empty. You could not have made up a more corporate mandated phrase if you fucking tried. It stands for nothing! Just like him!

Let’s break it down. “Treat people with kindness” is, at face value, a call to action. It’s asking you to do something. But it doesn’t actually tell you what to do!! So it’s pretty inoffensive! You don’t actually have to change your behavior in anyway for two main reasons:

1. What the hell is Kindness??? This phrase never actually says what it is??? It’s just this short little punchy thing that assumes you know what kindness is! What if you didn’t actually know? What if you have differing ideals of what is considered kindness? I mean to my mother, Misgendering me is kindness, but I don’t think that’s kindness. To my father, not letting his children have autonomy is kindness, but I don’t find that kind. And yet they could both use that phrase and feel confident that they go around treating people with kindness. After all they cooked dinner didn’t they? They smiled at Janice from public relations didn’t they? That’s kindness right?

2. It also assumes you know what “people” are. Queer people are people. Queerphobes don’t consider queer people, people. Racists aren’t going to consider some people, people. So they can continue their harassment and dehumanization of them and still be treating people with kindness, because they never harmed actual people (to them)

E. Harry bots

Bitch?? Corporate spies?? Tf ??? That’s not weird to ya’ll ?? I think the thing that shocked me more than someone from Colombia records admitting that he manufactures the hype around people signed to Colombia, is the fact that the Fandom been knew!!!! Ya’ll been knew and ya’ll wasn’t gon tell me???????? I just found out last week wtf????????

Another thing I don’t like about them Harry bots, is it’s one thing to hype up Harry, but why tf do they need to shit on the other boys??? Is it because they’re more talented, good looking, and charming??? How about you get good!!!! I esp hate that it’s usually Louis. What is Corporate’s obsession with putting Louis down like? What a bunch of fucking weirdos?? It’s not enough to be a Harry fan and live up his ass, I gotta hate Louis too?? You lost yo damn mind. If you reading this and you a spy? Die.

F. Capitalism

Honestly that should be the end of it but here the fuck we go I guess. Now I get that there is going to be some capitalism involved when you get music, especially mainstream music, there are tones of articles out there with people who used to be in the industry telling you about how fucking awful it is, all in the pursuit of money. (Which isn’t fucking real by the way! We made it up! People out here getting traumatized! Belittled! Bullied! Married off! So some corporation can make all the money! The Imaginary Credits! That we made up! I hate it here!) 

But it’s another fucking thing to participate in a capitalist system? He invested into that one sleep app, even going to do one of the voice sessions (So you could have Harry Styles themed sleep paralysis) and you pay for that! He makes money off that! It’s not enough that you buy his mediocre music or his ugly ass merch, you also have to give him money through the sleep paralysis app. 

Then there was that Google Camp for Rich People Only! I don’t even want to fucking hear that it was on Climate Change oh wow all the rich people took helicopters and Yachts to a resort with manicured lawns??? To talk about how they treat the environment? That’s not at all Counter intuitive! Not at all for show! Fucking disgusting.

Oh and the Covid Shirt! Really bitch??? You need to Profit off a deadly pandemic? Are you profiting off of AIDS next you fucking bastard. And he can of course get a tax write of for his “ charitable donation” fuck off.

G. Racism

This! This is the thing that gets me the most! YA’LL CAN EXCUSE RACISM???

No, I’m not talking about the Native American Headdress thing, that was plenty despicable on it’s own, No I’m talking about the on going racism. The whole, using black people for clout and then dropping them and never returning the favor when they sing his praises thing. Specifically I’m thinking of Sis the activist, Stormzy, and Lizzo. 

The Lizzo thing pisses me off the most actually. I think it’s very fucking convenient that Harry started taking interest in Lizzo after there was uproar from black fans noting his hypocrisy of performing for Pepsi (Notoriously racist) and Having BLM sticker on his guitar. So he shows up at one of her concerts dressed like a senior citizen that got lost on the way to the retirement home bathroom. She looked fucking amazing and he couldn’t put forth the effort to at least not look senile. Then there was the covering of her songs, and then there was the cuddling up with her at the awards show. Funny how I haven’t seen any interaction after the fact! And Of course everyone forgot about the Pepsi concert! Fuck all the way off!!

Also! Are we just never going to talk about the fact that he didn’t comment on the blm protests earlier this year until his team could gauge whether or not it would be profitable to do so by DATA MINING HIS FAN BASE???? And then when he actually did he got the most praise for it, truly fucking hate it here. Also when he marched with those protesters he made sure we knew it was him. There were posts flouting around everywhere on how to best cover up to make yourself completely unrecognizable should you wind up on camera or fucking worse, get attacked by the police. Funny how Close Sprouse could follow the advice and not Harry? Also supper funny how he got the hell out of dodge before things got super bad and I have not heard anything on the matter since. Guess what Harry??? We’re still out here fighting for the rights to exist! Still wanna have a photo op while our own government tries to squash us with force????? This is like that Jenner Pepsi ad but with sunglasses and a pandemic.

H. Fandom

I think I would hate him less if I didn’t have to hear about him every hour of everyday. Stop Hyping this man so much. Even after unfollowing and blocking a bunch of Harries and Larries he’s all across my dash. And twitter. And insta. KURTIS CONNER FUCKING LIKES HIM I JUST WANTED CRACK CONTENT AND NOW LOOK. 

I. Conclusion.

After writing all this I think the running theme is that Harry Styles isn’t even a person, he’s a brand. I do not like or trust brands! And I definitely don’t like being advertised to! Just like It’s fake as fuck when Absolut is all about queer rights, it’s fake as fuck when Harry does it too. Just like I know Target doesn’t actually care about Black lives, I know Harry doesn’t either. People are always like “oh he’s so nice!” no! He’s polite! There’s a difference. Zayn Is a truly kind person. Liam is a truly kind person. Louis is a truly kind person. It shines though so brightly all the time, and yet people are really out here worshiping the Brand Harry Styles. 

Do I think It was Harry or The Azoffs throwing Zouis under the bus. 

Truly doesn’t matter! Whichever one did it, Harry was totally fine with it! Which tells me that he doesn’t give a shit about anyone but himself. He’ll go along with anything as long as it gets him to the top, and that’s fucked up on one million and one levels

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✨ Tag 9 people to learn more about their interests!

tysm @holyshit for tagging me, ily kay!! ✨💞

MUSIC

fav genre? i can really hear little bit of everything, but i usually hear more pop, pop-rock and rock

fav artist? apart from the boys I also like Gorillaz and Red Hot Chili Peppers

fav song? I always change my favorite song then ... idk haha ​​but right now I would say another love by Tom Odell

most listened song recently? Kill My Mind by Louis Tomlinson and It Takes a Fool to Remain Sane by Omar Rudberg

song currently stuck in your head? also It Takes a Fool to Remain Sane and I Wanna Be Your Slave by Måneskin

5 fav lyrics?

I know which place I'm from, i know my home, when I'm in doubt and struggling, that's where I go, an old friend can give advice, when new friends only know a half story, that's why I'm always keep them tight, and why I'm okay, i said I'm okay, you know what my mama said?, you know what she told me?, my mama said that it was okay - mama said by lukas graham.

He said: "One day you'll leave this world behind, so live a life you will remember", my father told me when I was just a child, "these are the nights that never die" - the nights by avicii.

I'm just like you, even though my problems look nothing like yours do, yeah, i get sad too, and when I'm down I need somebody to talk to, yeah, I feel the same as you do, same stress, same shit to go through, i'm just like you, if you only knew - just like you by louis tomlinson.

Quiero volar contigo, muy alto en algún lugar, quisiera estar contigo viendo las estrellas sobre el mar, quiero encontrar otro, camino ponerme mi vestido y salir a caminar contigo, quiero decirle al mundo que no somos amigos, decirle a la tristeza, que no se cruce en mi camino - bajo el agua by manuel medrano

Maybe we can, find a place to feel good, and we can treat people with kindness, find a place to feel good - tpwk by harry styles

radio or your own playlist | solo artists or bands | pop or indie | loud or silent volume I slow or fast songs | music video or lyrics video | speakers or headset | riding a bus in silence or while listening to music | driving in silence or with radio on

BOOKS

fav book genre? I don't really have a book genre as such, so to speak, but if I don't get bored it's perfect for me.

fav writer? i don't have

fav book? diary of a wimpy kid

fav book series? also, diary of a wimpy kid

comfort book? the four agreements

perfect book to read on a rainy day? any fic is fine :))

fav characters? if it makes me laugh that's my favorite

5 quotes from your fav book that you know by heart? idk I don't remember haha

hardcover or paperback | buy or rent | standalone novels or book series | ebook or physical copy | reading at night or during the day | reading at home or in nature | listening to music while reading or reading in silence | reading in order or reading the ending first | reliable or unreliable narrator | realism or fantasy | one or multiple POVS | judging by the covers or by the summary | rereading or reading just once

TV AND MOVIES

fav tv/movie genre? maybe a little bit of everything, i hardly ever watch horror movies

fav movie? uff i have many haha but I'll say back to the future, the nightmare before christmas, aladdin, guardians of the galaxy and the greatest showman

comfort movie? coco and corpse bride

movie you watch every year? on halloween i always watch hocus pocus

fav tv show? gravity falls, himym, sense 8, young royals and good doctor

comfort tv show? friends and malcolm in the middle

most rewatched tv show? i think the simpsons haha

ultimate otp? wilhelm / simon c:

5 fav characters? Luis (ant-man), janis ian (mean girls), tony stark (iron man), emma stone (in all her movies), simon and wilhelm (young royals)

tv shows or movies | short seasons (8-13 episodes) or full seasons (22 episodes or more) | one episode a week or binging | one season or multiple seasons | one part or saga | half hour or one hour long episodes | subtitles on or off | rewatching or watching just once | downloads or watches online

im tagging @goldenmemories @rainblou @bravelylarrie @onlyforthekings @nico-cab @ozziiee @habithlarry @skyyneverlookedsoblue @hearyouhowling and anyone who wants to do this!! <3

[harrytheehottie]

I've said this since 2012 and will continue to say it, I have never, and I've been in a lot of fandoms, ever seen a fandom believe anything and everything like this one does. After a couple of years, most fandoms are like, give me only the hard facts or shut up. This fandom is so gullible. Contrary to what fans think, especially Larries, Harry is an actual person. Larries believe everything is some damn puzzle to be put together. I can't get over how people willingly believe this stuff.

I don’t consider those people apart of fandom personally... they’re only here to fulfill a narrative that will never come true. I don’t keep up with them and honestly I think a lot of people can be/are “gullible” but i also think a lot of people just love trying to find things out (respectfully) that is why/how people found out about the TPWK music video months before it dropped. There is a clear difference to me at least between people that “clown” for fun and those who clown as a full time jobs (stalkers, larries etc)

[geenalovesthelittlethings]

Him dancing in the new music video. The missus coming home to find him practising the dance routine in the front room

PLEASE. Her stepping into the house and immediately hearing TPWK lowly from a couple of rooms away, and she’s honestly not even fazed. Walking through towards the kitchen to find him in the living room practicing his dance. And they’re totally nonchalant about it, like tis happens everyday. She’s just like, “Hi, baby,” while she sets down her keys and bag

“Hi, Snuggs! Did you have a good day?” as he keeps bopping and grooving around the room. Her coming over to give him and kiss while he’s mid-dance. :’))

[tpwksienna]

Fine Line - Harry Styles

GOLDEN:

The initial light top hat & piano together, such a gentle and beautiful way to ease into the new era and doesn’t just drown us with a whole new vibe straight away we stan.

UGH YES THERE SHE IS THERE IS THE DADADADADADA THIS IS WHAT IVE BEEN WAITING FOR !!!

Love this whore

the unity of the psychedelic guitar and the vocals of Harry is incredible! Like it’s so subtle but so unified, so rare in newer music.

this is literally exactly how Harry described it, perfect summer song to just drive along the coast to

Harrys overlay echoing vocals is INSANE! Took me a second to even notice them that’s how well integrated it was, genuinely what a song!

AHHHHH THAT GUITAR SQUEEL AT LIKE 2.40 IS SUCH A GOOD TIME KILL ME MITCH PLS AND TY

What a pretty song AH so so pretty we love this dumb bitch

CHERRY:

idk how I feel about her... like it’s good duh but I don’t think she’s THAT bitch

it’s a very like strolling in the meddow type song that you’ll hear in like an old school movie.

It is a VERY European sounding song, with the forefront of the song being the guitar (banjo?) like this is so different to the previous songs where harrys vocals are used to carry the song while this truly lets the light shine on the instrumentals with the vocal effects on Harry’s voice used to grain and soften (maybe?) allowing for it to be such an easy listen.

It is a very very stunning song that truly allows us, as a listener, to just sit and enjoy.

the voicemail is strange, like it does fit the song and truly completes it I think it would end very unfinished without it. It was a controversial decision on Harry’s part but it really paid off, it’s a very pretty very airy song.

FALLING:

you can never go wrong with a piano intro to a song. With a gentle build behind the piano gives the song a very open feeling, making the listener feel as though they are immersed within the music and aren’t trapped by singular and intense instruments.

FTDT IS FUCKING SHOOK SHES GROWN SHE IS AN ADULT WE STAN

when Harry said FaLleN I felt that

damn this is so emotional I even was like shit maybe I am someone I don’t wanna be around

Harry really fuckin hit me in the soul with this bad boy OUCH

the soft guitar behind everything is so beautiful and angelic, truly opening the song up and creating such a gentle and subtle emotion to the song that has the effect to change the whole song and without it, the song would carry a whole different emotion. Instead of letting go it would created a sound that’s trapping the listener.

AGAINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN HOLY SHIT YES HARRY FUCKIING HIT THAT MOTHERFUCKING NOTE YES KING WE STAN A VOCAL LEGEND

I can’t wipe the smile off my face nor the tears out of my eyes

beautiful.

TO BE SO LONELY:

UKULELE LEGENDS ONLY (very islandy intro)

oof incredible continuation from falling with that opening lyric yes king

having such an easy continuation from the last song is such a gift to a listener because it eliminates the chance for it to feel incomplete because the continuation song allows it to be a seamless flow

HE SWORE OMFG HE SAID BITCH I CANT WAIT TO SCREAM THAT SHIT AT HIM ON TOUR

THIS IS MY FAVE FUCKING THING EVWR YES BITCH

the chorus is so gentle yet packs such a punch, the way the vocals guide the instrumental is such a rare thing to hear.

dude this song is so good, the chorus has be vibing so hard I can’t wait for the live videos of this

The flow between the chorus and verse is so smooth!!!!! The vocal and instrumental just flow so perfectly from a mellow hard hitter to something so soft is so WONDERFUL

This song is going to ruin me live woah can’t wait

SHE:

OH THAT OPENING FUCKING INSTRUMENTAL YES THAT IS WHAT I NEEDED IN MY LIFE

THIS SONG IS THAT BITCH

WE ARE 30 SECONDS IN AND I ALREADY KNOW MY FAVE SONG YESSSSSSS

this SCREAMS 70s, this literally threw a brick at my face and imprinted the 70s on my soul

THE CHORUS !!!! THE FUCJING ‘SHE’ OUCHHHHH

This album literally every song fucking tops the previous one WHAT THE FUCKKKK

dude I love this song so much

This album is such a vibe I am so in love

This song just keeps getting better

THE GUITAR WOOOOOOOOO!!!!! FUCK US UP MITCH HOKY YES WHORE THIS IS UR SONG TO FUCKING THRIVEEEEEE AND SARAH THE FUCKING DRUMS SRE SO GOOD LIKE IT ROCKS UR WHOLR SOUL THIS SONG IS GONNA BE THAT SONG LIVE

he better open the tour with this bitch, this would be the perfect Tour opener

THE GUITAR AND DRUMO SOLO AHHHHHHHHH YESSSSS LET THE STARS SHINE THIS IS ALL I WANTED FROM A AONG AND MORE AHHHHH LITERALLT THIS IS GONNA BE TOO GOOD LIVE KGNEKJTEKSKKSLS

ugh you can just feel the music that inspired this song and Harry did so well

SUNFLOWER:

AHHHH THIS IS WHAG I WAS WXCITED FIR AND ITS START IS SO PRETTY

I LOVE THE INSTRUMENTAL AHHH !!!

this is such an angelic song woah, dude I fucking love this 70s vibe Harry is emitting. Stunning. Truly and utterly stunning.

Dude I am gonna have the best time listening to this live woah like and the visuals for it I can just IMAGINE harrys mind and doing some weird ass fuckin psychedelic shit and I am HERE for it

this is such a revolutionary, decade defining album I am in shock that I am listening to music history right now like as it’s happening

HIS YELLS AHHH

SO GOOD WE LOVE AN ADLIB KING

THE BOOPBOOP AHHAHAHAHAHAHAH A LEGEND

dude the ending of this song is fucking incredible FUCK!!!!!!!!!

CANYON MOON:

initially I get HELLA Beatles vibes, very yellow submarine album vibes I live for it.

This is a feel good song we stan, us girlies are gonna have such good vibe dancing at love on tour to this

The CALPS!! ugh we love a clap

The acoustic guitar is literally what dreams are made of and the Tamborine! Too good.

The vocal effects for the ‘i am going’ stunning!

the harmonising in a diff key with himself WE STAN A KING OF MUSIC YES!

THE BASS!!!!! THE BASS! Fuck me up it’s such a subtle instrument in the song but when you notice it, SHE SLAPS!!!

TPWK:

Ok she’s the weird kid at the table initially

NVM SHES LIKE THE GIRL IN MOVIES WHO GETS HOT WHEN U TAKE THE GLASSES OFF!

oh the chorus incorporation is stunning, no lie the chorus idk if I LOVE her but she’s sweet

This is just a good self love track, like if ur ever not vibing yourself you can put this shit on and just bop around.

It’s very like Christmas movie uplifting vibes

Harry is so endearing it’s so sweet in this song

This is just a sweet song that I feel like is what harrys soul would look like if it was a song

Harry is literally church pastor in this song he’s so baby HAHAH

FINE LINE:

a stunning intro, unusual but a wonderful build NVM ITS ACLUSYIC I WAS FUCKIN PRANKEDNI WAS EXPECTING AN ONLY ANGEL THING BEKKSJFJKSLS

oh the vocal effects are BEAUTIFUL

Dude I fucking love this 70s vibe shit he’s doing it’s such a perfect fit for his voice and aesthetic

This is just a beautiful song.

the repitition of ‘we’ll be a fine line’ genuinely so stunning, so perfect the vocal effects enhances the emotion of the song and you literally are going on such a journey with Harry in this song it’s wonderful. Raw and I am so honoured he’s letting us feel these emotions with him.

The overlayed vocal echo is so stunning like that’s the only way I can describe this song is just it is so stunning.

The acoustic guitar with the occasional introduction of piano is such a smooth and melodic complimentary background for harrys voice

Oh the implementation of drums and the brass instruments is AMAZING! what an incredible mind OH THE SYMBOLS!!! what a soft way to include a heavy hitting feel on a very melodic track YES!!!!!

the gradual increase in each instrument towards the end of the song is such a beautiful conclusion to the album

oh what a finally, this is worth the 2 year wait. Truly a beautiful song that deserves all the praise it’s been given

***DISCLAIMER***

I haven’t included, lights up, watermelon sugar or adore you because there has been enough time for those songs for you to develop your opinions and understanding of them

[svnflowervol666]

I Want Your Belly (Harry Styles x fem!Reader)

Word Count: 2.2k

Author’s Note: Oddly specific, kinda weird, sappy sweet. Got a good handful of asks for this one so here you go! Harry asks Y/N to join him in the Watermelon Sugar music video. It was a bit hard to write due to the nature of the scenario, but I hope you find it just as cute as I did. Take care and TPWK.

Even in January, the California heat is brutal and unforgiving. Sure, being by the ocean where the momentum of the cool waves cast a light breeze does something to midigate the miserable feeling of feeling like the sun’s rays are going to burn you alive, but it’s only a crumb of salvation really. We’re talking sweat running down the backs of your kneecaps, legs painfully sticking to the seat of whatever chair you’re sitting in, not enough water in the world to keep you from being dehydrated hot. But she wanted to be there.

She’d been oggling him from her sand chair for the past forty-five minutes. I mean, who isn’t oggling him when they see him tracing his fingers coyly over the flesh of a sweet, ripe watermelon. He’d been glancing in her direction in between nearly every take, smirking at her through his aqua-tinted sunnies and wondering if what she was seeing made her reconsider the offer he’d been begging her to take him up on for weeks. All she would give him back was her iconic side-eye before she’d go back to reading the novel in her lap and occasionally picking at the bowl of freshly-cut fruit she’d swiped from the prop table.

“And that’s a wrap on scene one!” one of the directors called out over the crashing waves.

Harry did what was proper - shaking hands and bowing heads and saying his ‘thank you’s before all but jogging over to where she was sat underneath the oversized pale-blue gingham printed umbrella.

“Change yeh mind yet?”

He had his hands on his hips, fingers resting on hem of the crochet-knit tank top he’d chosen himself for the occasion. She waited until she finished the page she was on before even daring to peer up at him through her sunglasses.

“How are you not dying in those pants?” was all that Y/N gave in response before going back to her book.

“‘M absolutely wretched down there if that’s what you’re askin. But yeh didn’t answer my question, lovie.”

She sighed heavily, dog-earring her place in her novel and casting it aside it in the sand before leaning up to rest her elbows on her knees.

“I just don’t know why you want me to be in it so badly. This is your video. If I’m in it, everyone’s gonna go crazy and it’ll be an even bigger shit show in the press than it’s already going to be.”

This made Harry crouch down to her level, his white loafers digging even deeper into the sand as he leaned on his haunches.

“That’s exactly why I want yeh t’ be in it. ‘S my video and that’s what I want. Want this t’ be fun and it would be even more fun if I had m’ girl with me.”

She stared at him, silently giving him her please drop it look, but it only spurred him on further.

“If it’ll make yeh feel any better, I’ll make sure you’re not in it a bunch when it comes ‘round t’ editing. Barely put yeh up close too.”

That was enticing,Y/N could admit. He’d surely let her have the final say in how much she was involved, but there was still a lot of stress that came with being on camera. Especially in her state. She knew she wasn’t exactly hiding anything, as they’d been spotted countless times in public and their friends had posted photos to their stories with her body clearly visible in them, but some things she’d rather not shine a direct spotlight on. Doing something like this would most definitely be putting her business on display for the world to see, and she wasn’t sure if she was ready for that. 

“Please, baby? I won’t ask yeh again, but I’d really love it if you were beside me.”

She wet her lips with her tongue, eyes darting up to the underside of the umbrella as she really, truly contemplating giving in to Harry’s pleads. On her life, she can barely recall a time when she hadn’t given Harry anything that he wanted. He just had a way with people that wasn’t manipulative or conniving in any way - he was magnetic. Everything about him was so charismatic and mesmerizing and anyone that met him found themselves gravitating towards him and going along with whatever he was saying or suggesting. I mean, she let him put a baby in her for christ’s sake.

“Help me up out of this thing and find me something to wear,” she huffed, to which Harry dramatically punched the air with his fist in celebration.

“One condition,” she interjected his boast and Harry tilted his ear in her direction and tapped his earlobe with his finger to show her that he was listening.

“You have to go down on me when we get home. It was torture watching you finger that watermelon, but I’m pretty sure you already knew that.”

“Yeh talkin’ like yeh think I wasn’t gonna try t’ squeeze in a quickie during lunch anyway.”

He pulled her up to her feet, making sure to keep a steady hand on her back as he led her away from the ocean and towards the beach entrance where the trailers were parked.

//

“Wha’ about this one?” Harry asked as he pulled a strapless swimsuit with a palm tree print littered about the fabric and presented it to her.

“One wrong step and my tits will fall right outta that thing,” she quipped.

Harry held it at arm’s reach so he get a better look at the garment himself.

“Yeah. You’re right. They are gettin’ pretty big, aren’t they?”

There was no malice laced within his comment, but when he felt a harsh backhand graze his shoulder, he realized what he’d just said.

“Jesus, Y/N. I’m sorry. Didn’t mean it like tha’. Yeh know I love your boobs. Especially now.”

He tried to make up for it by reaching his hand out to playfully grab at Y/N’s chest, but she slapped his fingers away and continued thumbing through the racks filled with dozens if not hundreds of swimsuits for something she could manage to squeeze herself into.

“Ohh, wait! This one’s nice.”

Harry’s fingers got tangled in the lacy straps of the neighboring article of clothing beside the one he was trying to pull out, making a few hangers crash to the ground with a harsh sound against the linoleum. When she saw what he had found, she didn’t hate it. It was a sherbet-orange colored bikini that seemed as if it would cover everything she was concerned about showing, and the bottoms looked like they’d be somewhat decent at keeping her ass contained and wouldn’t ride up and make her constantly have to readjust it every five minutes. 

“Alright, Styles,” she squinted her eyes and nodded in approval.

“I’ll bite.”

He watched her as she peeled her romper that perfectly cradled her small yet still mighty bump, lingering for just a bit too long when she unhooked the back of her bra and dropped it to the floor.

“You gonna give me the swimsuit or are you gonna keep staring at me? It’s fucking hot in here, Harry.”

She was stark naked and had her hands on her hips, a sticky veil of sweat still shining on her skin from the mugginess of the wardrobe trailer. Harry couldn’t help but chuckle at her state, his heart full of nothing but admiration for the girl standing in front of him.

“Here, I’ll help yeh into it.”

Harry kneeled down to the floor and guided her legs through the bikini bottoms. Just as he pulled them up around her thighs and onto her hips, he gave her bump a quick kiss. 

“We’re kinda matchin’ yeh know,” Harry babbled as he fastened the straps on her top.

“‘S the same color as m’ nails,” he stuck a leg out in front of her to wiggle his toes and show off the bright orange pedicure he’d gotten that morning.

“That’s disgustingly cute actually. Maybe I should change,” she joked.

“No way,” he dismissed her.

“Yeh ass looks too good in this one.”

Harry clapped both hands against her bum with gentle force, the two of them erupting into a fit of giggles. He spun her around by the shoulders to get a good look at her body, protruding belly and all, in the clementine orange swimsuit.

“M’ pretty, pretty girl,” he whispered as his lips met hers in a kiss.

“You’re lucky I love you enough to do this.”

“I know I am,” Harry muttered against her mouth.

“Alright,” he continued.

“Just gotta change into m’ shorts and then I’ll be good t’ go. Meet yeh at the umbrella?”

“Oh hell no,” she jested.

“If you got to see me naked, I get to see you naked. Now get to stripping.”

//

The day went by in a blur.

What was supposed to be a brief cameo turned into Harry dragging Y/N into every scene he possibly could. When the directors instructed the models to gather in a pile around the pop star, he found his head perched in her lap, nestled perfectly atop her thighs with his temples pressed against her belly. When they’d wanted clips of everyone romping about the shoreline, he’d ended up carrying her around the beach after she’d gotten winded from doing one-too-many takes.

“Harry, I cannot fucking do this anymore,” she panted.

“I can practically feel my cankles growing.”

“Fine then,” he replied, hooking his forearm around the underside of her knees and scooping her up so that she was cradled against his burly chest.

“I’ll just carry yeh.”

He’d made her feed him raspberries as he sang the lyrics into the camera, even going so far as to suck on her fingers seductively when she went to drop one into his mouth. It wasn’t intended to be a serious attempt at filming the video, only him messing around and trying to get a rise out of her as he always did, but everyone ultimately decided that that the take they were going to use. She’d cursed him out under his breath, but they both knew it was for making her practically soak her knickers rather than getting dragged into more than she bargained for during the shoot.

Constantly, his hands always found themselves gravitating towards her belly. Whether it was rubbing her taught skin like a crystal ball as he sang the chorus instead of gesturing to the large watermelon that he was supposed to be holding, he couldn’t keep his hands off of her.

She’d known it was bound to happen at one point, but sometime throughout the afternoon he’d called for her and when she turned around, he was had shoved a watermelon up under his sheer, yellow blouse.

“Y/N!” Harry shouted at her from a few yards away, interrupting a lovely conversation she was having with one of the models.

“I’m you!”

He gestured to the fruit stuffed inside of his shirt, toyfully stroking the exterior in the manner that she always found herself doing even she wasn’t realizing. 

It made everyone, and I mean everyone, explode in laughter. It only made her hide her face in her hands after promptly shoving her middle finger in his direction.

But she’d gotten him back. When the director wanted shots of each of the girls taking bites out of a slice of watermelon, she’d made sure to take the messiest bite she could manage so that the juice ran down her chin and down the valley of her breasts. Y/N threw her head back as if were the greatest thing she’d ever tasted, exposing the column of her neck that Harry loved to mark up and bruise with his skillful tongue and lips.

“Yeh tryin’ t’ make me hard right now?” he all but growled in her ear when she’d joined him behind the camera so the next model could have their turn.

She simply cocked her head to one side and smirked up at him.

“Payback’s a bitch, isn’t it? I’m going to the bathroom. All of this watermelon’s making me have to pee.”

When it came time for the portrait and everyone was being distributed their designated slice of fruit, Y/N found herself confused when Harry pulled her out of line.

“What are you doing, H?”

Harry held up a hand to signal that he’d be right back, to which he returned with an uncut watermelon. Quite possibly the biggest watermelon that she’d ever seen at that.

“Yeh don’t get a slice, yeh get the whole damn watermelon.”

They’d all piled up on the bench and stared stoically into the camera, only instead of raising the wedge to their lips to take a bite, Y/N sat on the grass at Harry’s knees, a whole watermelon resting in between her legs in front of her bump.

//

Y/N’s day ended up being far more fun than she’d ever imagined it could have been despite her constant nagging and jabs at Harry’s expense. While she’d initially only agreed to be a part of Harry’s music video under the condition that her role would be minimum, she was secretly hoping that all of their side conversations and what would be considered “outtakes” would actually make in into the final cut. 

In fact, she’d had so much fun that at the end of the day when filming had wrapped and her and Harry were on the way home, the gentle hum of his convertible and the cool breeze that followed a blistering day on Malibu beach had slowly began willing her eyes shut. 

“Baby,” Harry beckoned her from the driver’s seat.

“Hmm?” Y/N picked her head up from where it was leaning against the window to look over at him.

“Don’t go t’ sleep on me now.”

He reached over to grab her left hand that had settled itself on top of her round stomach. Before lacing his fingers with hers, he kissed her knuckles tenderly.

“Still got t’ go down on yeh when we get home. Bet yeh gonna taste like strawberries.”