#zayne x yn

[love-deepspace]

You confess your love to them

— “I like you, Xavier, like, really like you..”

Xavier is reserved and composed in his response. He might initially appear calm and collected, but underneath his calm demeanor, his heart skips a beat. He never realized how badly he needed to hear these words from you. He might take a moment to process the confession before giving a thoughtful reply, acknowledging your feelings while considering the implications for your relationship and the shared dangerous mission you have. Xavier would be sincere in his response, but also express relief.

"I didn’t expect this… but I’ve felt something for you too. Thank you for telling me.”

— “Can we talk, Rafayel?”

Rafayel would respond with a touch of playfulness, pretending he didn’t hear you the first few times only to hear you repeat those heartwarming words again. A grin would be plastered on his face as he studied your features, trying to read whether you were sincere or just messing about. He might tease you a bit to lighten the tension, but beneath his teases, he is giddy. All of this was real, his favorite person in the whole wide world had confessed to him— no more lonely nights in his studio nor wondering whether you were really on a mission or spending time with some other man while he eagerly awaited your texts…

"So, you’ve finally admitted what I’ve known all along? I’ve been drawn to you from the start, it only made sense for you to feel the same way."

— “I know it’s late, but I need to tell you something, Zayne. Please listen.”

Zayne would take a moment to absorb the confession, his usual calm and thoughtful demeanor keeping him grounded. The doctor’s first reaction would be a gentle, contemplative silence, as he carefully chooses his words, not necessarily out of hesitation but more so out of a desire to be as sincere as possible. Zayne’s maturity and sense of responsibility come through first as he only wants what’s best for you. Even if that meant falling for someone else but him, but fortunately, his feelings were returned.

“You’ve always been important to me, more than you know. If you’re sure about this, then I’m ready to be by your side…"

— “Sylus, do you have a minute?”

Sylus would respond with a smirk, his eyes gleaming with a mix of amusement and satisfaction. He’d take a moment to let the weight of the confession hang in the air, enjoying the tension before making his move. His voice, smooth and patronizing, his steps slow, before he came to a halt in front of you.

“Is that so, kitten?” Sylus chuckle softly, his hand lightly brushing against your cheek, the touch both possessive and teasing.

“You’ve intrigued me from the start. You’re not like the others who fall in line without question. That’s why I won’t let you slip away. You’ve caught my attention, and believe me, I don’t intend to let go easily, sweetie.”

[daisyblog]

Watermelon Sugar

Our Story Masterlist Summary: How Watermelon Sugar was made.

warning: smut, oral (female receiving), swearing

Very highly requested.

“So Styles…what are we working on today? Do you want to keep working on Treat People?”. Kid asked as he span around on his chair to face everyone, readjusting his hat as he did.

Harry gently licked his bottom lip as he thought about his options. “I’ve kinda got these lyrics that I can’t stop humming…I wanna work on them…see if they go anywhere, but if anyone feels uncomfortable then just say and we’ll scrap the whole thing!”.

“Shit it’s getting fucking deep in here today!”. Tyler joked, earning a snigger from Kid and a small grin from Mitch.

“What are you talking about man, every song is fucking deep”. Kid couldn’t bite his tongue. Harry only flipped him off with a sarcastic smile.

This is what Harry liked about the team, they could joke around, not taking anything to serious. But at the same time, they’d all shared many of the deepest conversations.

“Have you got like a melody or anything H?”. Mitch quietly asked as he prepared to play.

Harry shook his head as he pulled his lips into his mouth. “Nah just go with it and see what happens”.

“Tastes like strawberries…on a summer evenin'…and it sounds just like a song”. Harry acoustically sang, trying to find the right notes and melody.

“What’s with you and fruit, man?”. Mitch asked the question everyone was dying to know. “Plus what the fuck sounds like a song?”.

Harry ran his finger under his nose, a nervous habit he had. “Nothing…it’s nothing…just open for interpretation”.

---

Anne didn’t need an excuse to host a summer garden party, so the moment the sun came out she invited all her close family and friends over for food, drinks and a good time.

Harry and YN had been finding it difficult to leave each others sides, whether that was Harry’s arm reaching around her waist to sit on her hip, an arm over her shoulder or sharing a quick peck when they thought nobody was looking.

So when YN was in the kitchen, reaching across the spectacular spread Anne had put on to place a few strawberries on her plate, she felt two hands slide around her middle and a face nuzzle into her neck.

“I’ve missed you”. Harry placed small kisses up her neck, YN trying not to let her body respond as she took a bite of a strawberry, placing the green on the plate.

“I haven’t been anywhere”. YN giggled as she swallowed the fruit, placing the plate down so she could turn in his arms.

As she wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers gently played with his loose curls. Harry met her lips with his, the sweet taste of strawberry lingered between them.

“Let’s go upstairs”. Harry mumbled against her lips, that were now a darker shade of red.

“Bubs we’re in your mums…there’s a party going on”. YN pointed out as Harry’s lips nibbled down her neck, teasing and distracting her from her thoughts.

Harry only shrugged his shoulders in response. “When has that ever stopped us?”. YN knew he had a point, but she was still reluctant, glancing around to see if anyone would see them wonder off. “Please baby”.

“But I want more berries”. YN wined as she glanced back at her plate, sitting there full of fresh strawberries.

“Well I want you!”. Harry gently pulled her by the neck to place a lingering kiss to her swollen red lips.

---

”All I’m getting so far is you’ve eaten strawberries on a summer evening and it sounds like a song!”. Mitch was literal with his interpretation, looking at Harry like he’d gone crazy.

“Mitch just listen to the fucking lyrics man…we’re only like three lines in and I already know what it’s about.” Tyler laughed at how naive his friend was being right now.

Whilst Kid and Tyler fiddled about with some ideas for mixing and editing ‘Golden’, Mitch tested out a few chords to see what would fit with the current song Harry was writing.

Harry was noticing some lyrics down in his leather book, when Mitch played a particular melody that caught his ears. He listened carefully trying to find the right timing.

“I want more berries…And that summer feelin'…It's so wonderful and warm”. Harry sung, catching the other’s attention, all invested in where he was going with it. “Breathe me in…Breathe me out…i don't know if I could ever go without..”.

Harry paused as he processed where this song was going. But glancing around the room, he spotted a book on the table. Giggling to himself, he couldn’t stop his hands from reaching for it. “I don't know if I could ever go without…Watermelon sugar…High!”.

“Sounds like you’ve just named your next song”.

---

Once their hidden by the four walls in Harry’s room, he quickly reaches for YN’s waist, leaving traces of his fingers behind. Pulling her closer to him as their lips become ones and their fronts meet.

The warmth from their bodies being so close has caused them both to feel hot. Their movements feel quick and fast, but slow and soft all at the same time.

As Harry walks them blindly over to the bed, YN’s hands become greedy and pulls his T-shirt off and leaves it drop to the floor. Taking YN’s route, Harry’s ring clad fingers, find their way to the front of YN’s skirt unbuttoning it as their lips stay together like magnets.

Once her skirt and underwear are pooled on the floor, keeping Harry’s tahirt company, YN finds herself lying with her back on the duvet covered bed. Instead of joining her, YN feels his lips attach themselves to her inner thigh. Her mind becomes dizzy as she feels his wet lips trailing further up.

“Harry!”. Her lips moan, wanting to feel more as her lower stomach began to tighter already. His lips are now needier, moving higher and closer. In a quick movement, Harry grabs a pillow from the bed and places it under her hips.

Leaning forward Harry’s tongue meets her, licking up and down with a slow teasing start. His hands move her thighs so her bare legs are resting over his shoulders. Another moan leaves YN’s lips as she feels his mouth move against her.

“Oh, fook!”.

Her moaning only encourages his movements, as well as feeds his ego. Whilst his tongue teases her, swirling around as he tastes the wetness as it drips down his chin, he moves his left hand to rest on her lower stomach, pushing down gently.

“Fookin’ ‘ell, that’s good!”.

Harry could feel YN’s hips start to buck against him, so he gently held her hips down so the sensations hit harder. The sound of her heavy pants outplayed the sound of Harry’s tongue hitting the wetness between her legs.

Knowing YN was close as she muttered out small encouragements, Harry moved his tongue faster against her, lapping up the sweet taste. The addicted sensation began to build and the heat travelled down YN’s body. Her head swung back on the sheet behind her as the pressure built.

It hit her with force, causing her to feel light headed and unable to think of anything but the climax, when her thighs clenched around his head, Harry had no choice than to keep up his movements as he rode her through her high.

“Oh Harry, oh yes!”.

The sound was like heaven to Harry’s ears as he felt her vibrate against him. Watching her orgasm was still something he could never get bored of.

The energy had been wiped away from YN as she now laid still on the bed, unable to move due to the shakiness. Harry lifted himself up from his position between her legs, wiping away the wetness left behind on his chin.

Harry moved further up the bed with his knees, hoovering over YN’s tired body. He leaned forward pressing a quick kiss to her lips.

“Worth missing out on eating your strawberries?”. Harry sarcastically asked, as he held himself up with his arms.

---

As they continued to work on the song, now known as ‘Watermelon Sugar’, the penny dropped for Mitch as Harry sang, trying to perfect the melody and pre-chorus.

“Tastes like strawberries on a summer evenin'…And it sounds just like a song…I want your belly and that summer feelin'…I don't know if I could ever go without”.

Mitch’s eyes went wide at the realisation. “Shit…fucking hell man…you’re singing about eating-”.

Before Mitch could finish his sentence, Harry cut him short. A large cheeky smirk covering his face as he did so.

“It’s a song about wanting to eat strawberries!”.

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[mitfloya]

𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒: 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐘 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄

pairings. Yandere Rafayel x gn!reader

wc. 2k

synopsis. You find yourself lost searching for answers that slip through your grasp. There is a mysterious force that lures you back to the vast depths of the sea, a pull that you can't quite comprehend, a strange connection. It haunts your thoughts, you wanted to find out why does your soul keeps guiding you to ocean.

Only to find the truth that you wish to never uncover.

warnings. The following content contains elements of obsessive behavior, yandere thoughts, stalking, possessive behavior, and may include poorly written narratives. Reader is referred to as 'you'. Proceed with caution, as this writing may be unsettling or uncomfortable for some individuals.

a/n. Hiii, I'm back from the dead, I hope it's good (be gentle with me this is my first fic I've created) or evoke some kind of emotions, whatever it may be. I may have gone a little overboard with everything. This will be a small series, maybe there will be 3 parts or up to 5 parts, depends on my mood. Also, this is my thank you gift for the celebration of hitting another milestone on my c.ai acc ♡

The waves, like gentle giants, rolled towards the shore, their white foamy crests crashing against the rocks with a resounding roar. The sound echoed in your ears. With each surge, the water created intricate patterns, as if painting an ever-changing masterpiece upon the canvas of the beach.

Some crashed against the rocks with a powerful force, while others gently caressed the sand, their touch as gentle as a lover's whisper. 

Standing there, your feet were gently lapped by the waves near the shore, your eyes fixated on the vast expanse of the sea, you felt an inexplicable pull, as if there was a profound bond between you and the ocean.

Yet, you couldn't quite comprehend why.

Lost in contemplation, you imagined how the cool waters of the sea would embrace you, enveloping you in their refreshing embrace. It was in these moments that you found solace and tranquility in the presence of nature.

The ebb and flow of the waves became a soothing rhythm that seemed to wash away any worries or troubles that burdened your mind.

Yet, amidst the serenity, there was a sense of familiarity, as if there were fragments of a forgotten memory lurking within your subconscious. Every time you found yourself by the sea or on a sandy beach, a whisper of a memory danced at the edge of your thoughts, just out of reach.

Lost in your thoughts, distant calls of your name went unheard as you drifted into a daze, completely captivated by the sea, you didn't noticed the water has gone up to your knees level. It was only when a familiar hand gripped your wrist, pulling you back from the water, that you snapped out of your daze.

"Hey, what do you think you're doing?" His voice rang out, a mix of concern and annoyance. "You were about to walk straight into the deep sea! Do you have any idea how dangerous that could have been?" he exclaimed, gently pulling you back to the safety of the shore.

Startled, your gaze locked with his eyes, a blend of deep purple with delicate speckles of pink. In that moment, you found yourself drowning in the vastness of his gaze, unable to tear your eyes away.

His eyes held a mix of emotions, like a tumultuous sea that you couldn't quite decipher. You couldn't help but wonder if your encounter was more than just a coincidence, if there was a greater significance to the intertwining of your paths. The depths of his gaze seemed to hold the answers, yet they also posed more questions, leaving you both intrigued and captivated.

There was something undeniable about the connection you shared, a magnetic pull that transcended mere concern. In that moment, you realized that his eyes held more than just worry for your safety—they held a glimpse of a deeper connection, an unspoken understanding that seemed to bind you together.

The depth of his concern in the eyes are as clear as day, it momentarily puts you lost at words.

The situation slowly sank in, you realized that you had been so absorbed in your thoughts that you had unconsciously ventured into dangerous waters. The level of danger had escalated beyond what you initially thought, as the water had gradually risen without your awareness.

You blinked, your voice betraying a tinge of guilt as you stammered out. "I… I didn't even realize," you admitted, your words laden with a sense of remorse,. "The ocean… it just pulls me in. I can't explain it." Your eyes darted around, avoiding contact with Rafayel.

He sees the way you looked at the sea, sensing that you were searching for something, perhaps a connection or understanding.

In that fleeting moment, a glimmer of hope momentarily danced across Rafayel's face, as if he believed you had finally recollected something significant to him.

…But as he searched your eyes, that tiny glimmer faded, replaced by a mix of disappointment and frustration.

A deep sigh escaped Rafayel's lips, his eyes rolling with visible exasperation. "Oh, please," he scoffed, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "As if the ocean has some deep, personal connection to you," he muttered dismissively.

The atmosphere grew heavy with an unspoken tension, as Rafayel's words hung in the air. It was clear that he felt let down, hoping for a shared understanding that seemed to elude him once again.

Rafayel's frustration grew evident as he let out an exasperated huff, pushing away his bangs with an irritated sweep of his hand. "Look, we've got enough problems trying to win this damn classroom competition. We don't need you drowning yourself in the process." His head shook slightly, a clear expression of annoyance etched upon his face.

You felt a pang of regret wash over you, seeing the frustration etched on Rafayel's face. "Thanks for being worried, I guess," you mumbled, your tone tinged with a touch of bitterness. He could've said it nicely at the very least, you thought.

Feeling a wave of embarrassment wash over you for nearly getting yourself drowned, you quickly shifted your gaze to the expanse of the ocean stretched out before you.

The colors of the sea danced before your eyes, shifting seamlessly from the vibrant hues of turquoise to the deeper shades of indigo, as if an artist's brush had painted a masterpiece on the water's surface.

You couldn't help but wonder if there was a hidden world beneath the surface. Little did you know, you had been conversing with one of those hidden beings all along.

You noticed Rafayel's hands waving in front of your face, interrupting your oceanic reverie.

"I've heard the locals said that there is a mythical creature who roamed around this water, can you guess what it is?" His voice took on an eerie cadence. His head tilted slightly, as if he was assessing your reaction.

"Legend has it that those who make a pact with this sea creature are granted a special favor," he weave the tale as his gaze were penetrating your skin. "However," he paused, his words dripping with anticipation. "If one were to forget or break their oath, the consequences would be nothing short of catastrophic."

Drawing near, he leaned in, his voice a mere whisper in your ear. "They would face a fate far more harrowing than their most dreadful nightmares could ever conjure." His breath made your skin crawl, leaving behind a trail of goosebumps in its wake.

The tale he spoke of leave you with an eerie sense that there was more to this tale than met the eye. It was as if the threads of the story resonated with a deeper part of your being, stirring emotions and images that had long been dormant.

Yet, you shook off the discomfort, determined not to let Rafayel's words unravel your sense of reality, even as they lingered in your mind, leaving behind a lingering sense of unease.

With a light-hearted push, you nudge him away with your elbow, mustering a witty retort to maintain the casual banter. "Nice try, but I'm not one to fall victim to the legends of mermaids."

Unfazed, Rafayel continues to weave his tale, his voice dripping with a seductive charm. "How so? Don't their enchanting melodies and mysterious allure at least pique your curiosity?"

The weight of his words settled upon you, causing a shiver to ripple through your body. Yet, you maintain your composure, "Well, Rafayel," you taunt, "if mermaids are truly as captivating as you claim, perhaps I should take my chances. Who knows? Maybe I'll be the one to befriend a mermaid."

Oh, you already did and it was more than that.

Your soul remembers him, resonating with a familiarity that defies logic, while your conscious mind grapples with the mystery of who he truly is and where your paths have crossed before.

It's like your souls hold a hidden story, a shared history that teases the edges of your awareness, just beyond your grasp. The unspoken bond that lingers between you cannot be denied, as if your paths are intricately woven together, waiting to be unraveled.

In his presence, you find yourself both anchored and adrift, caught between the intangible and the tangible. The ties that bind you are not of this physical realm, but of a deeper dimension where emotions and memories intertwine like the ebb and flow of the tide.

There is a profound bond between you that goes beyond mere attraction, as if you have shared lifetimes together before.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden hue over the water, you and Rafayel became entranced by the moment, surrendering to the breathtaking beauty of the sea.

The scenery sparked a creative fire within you, the gentle dance of the waves mirrored the rhythm of your thoughts, as if the ocean had bestowed upon you the ideal theme for the upcoming classroom decoration competition. It was as if the universe had handed you a vibrant palette, ready to bring your ideas to life.

A smile tugged at the corners of your lips as an idea began to take shape in your mind. "Hey, what if we choose the ocean as our theme? We could create an underwater wonderland, wouldn't that be cool?" you suggested, your voice filled with enthusiasm.

Rafayel eyes widened with surprise, he took a moment to consider the suggestion. "That's actually not bad," he shrugged, his tone casual yet intrigued. "We could use blue and turquoise hues to mimic the ocean's colors, and hang paper jellyfish and other sea creatures from the ceiling. It'll be like stepping into an enchanting underwater realm."

The two of you continued to brainstorm all the way home, ideas flowing like a current, as you imagined transforming your classroom into a captivating oceanic paradise.

As the sounds of crashing waves slowly faded into the distance, replaced by the comforting rhythm of your footsteps, a familiar banter and laughter filled the air. The easy camaraderie between you and Rafayel created a warm and comfortable atmosphere, where the worries of the day seemed to melt away.

Minutes passed by, as if time had lost its grip on the endless conversations and moments of solace shared with Rafayel. He was like a soothing balm for your weary soul, a safe haven where your restless mind could find peace. His presence was like a sanctuary, where the weight of your worries seemed to dissipate into thin air.

Regrettably, the front gate of your house loomed before you, signaling the end of this cherished connection. With a warm smile, you waved goodbye to Rafayel, a bittersweet farewell that left an ache in your heart. "We'll talk more later, see you at school tomorrow!" you called out, hoping to preserve the thread of conversation that had woven its way into your shared journey.

He reciprocated with a smile and a wave, his eyes following you until you disappeared behind the closed door. As the facade he wore crumbled, a torrent of emotions flooded Rafayel's mind the moment you were safely inside. Frustration tightened its grip, as he struggled to understand how something so vital between the two of you could slip from your memory.

However, a twisted sense of satisfaction settled within him, as he relished in the knowledge of your home, a piece of your personal life that he now possessed, fueling a dangerous determination to claim you as his own.

This was never your home, and it would never be, for he had vowed to create a sanctuary where only he could offer you peace and happiness you deserved.

He knew that he had to do more, to make you realize the depth of his feelings. With unwavering resolve, Rafayel promised himself that he would build a world for you, free from any disturbances or distractions.

No one else would have access to this sacred space; it would be an intimate domain that existed solely for him and you.

"Wait for me, my love. I'll show you how much I adore you."

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[d-targaryenshoe]

Guitar Strings of Joy - Harry Styles

Word Count: 1702

Summary: Big moments, yet small ones are rather special to share with the people who support you through it all aren't they?

You stood backstage, your fingers running across the familiar strings of your guitar.

The hum of the crowd vibrated through the floor beneath your feet, and you could hear the murmur of excitement building as the lights dimmed in the arena.

It was one of those nights—one of those moments—that made your heart race, even after years of touring with Harry.

As one of his guitarists, you had played in some of the biggest venues worldwide, but tonight was different.

Tonight, you weren't just his guitarist, you were also his girlfriend and the soon-to-be mother of your first child.

A flutter of nervous excitement mingled with your anticipation.

In just a few minutes, your secret would no longer be yours.

Harry had insisted on making this night special, and you had agreed. You'd been planning it for weeks, keeping your little secret close.

The gender reveal of your baby would happen right here, on stage, in front of thousands of fans.

And it would be you who would announce it with the iconic guitar solo of Harry's song, 'Adore You'.

The thought made your stomach flip with both nerves and excitement.

Harry's voice came through the speakers as he greeted the crowd, his tone warm and familiar, like a friend welcoming everyone into his home.

He had that effect on people, a natural ease that made even the largest of crowds feel intimate.

"Hey, everybody! How are we feeling tonight?" Harry's voice boomed through the arena, and the crowd erupted in cheers.

You could almost see him in your mind, smiling that boyish grin that had captured hearts all over the world.

You listened as Harry went through the opening set, your fingers moving instinctively over your guitar strings, getting in sync with the rhythm of the band.

You had played these songs a hundred times, but tonight there was an added weight to every note.

Then, it was time.

The moment you had both been waiting for.

Harry paused after finishing the previous song, letting the last note fade into the electric buzz of the crowd.

He looked over at you, his eyes sparkling with something that made your heart skip.

There was a pause, the kind that stretched just long enough to build anticipation.

“So, before we go on,” Harry began, his voice suddenly quieter, more intimate, “I want to share something special with you all. Tonight isn’t just another concert for us. It’s also a really special night for me and someone you all know pretty well.”

The crowd murmured in curiosity, a wave of whispers rippling through the sea of people.

You felt your pulse quicken. You knew this was it.

Harry's eyes met yours again, and for a second, it was just the two of you.

You smiled, trying to steady your breathing.

“For those of you who don’t know, the amazing guitarist who’s been up here with me every night is also the love of my life, y/n.” Harry's words sent a surge of applause and cheers through the crowd.

You felt your cheeks flush, both from the warmth of the spotlight and the love that emanated from the audience.

“And we’ve got a little surprise for you all tonight,” Harry continued, his voice tinged with excitement. “You see, y/n and I are expecting a baby!”

The cheers grew louder, and you felt a wave of emotion wash over you.

The audience’s energy was infectious, and you couldn’t help but smile even wider.

Harry waited for the noise to die down before speaking again. “Now, we thought long and hard about how we wanted to reveal the gender of our baby, and we decided there was no better place to do it than right here, with all of you."

"So, during the next song, when y/n plays the guitar solo, you’re going to see some fireworks. And when you do, the color of those fireworks will tell you if we’re having a boy or a girl.”

The crowd erupted again, this time with a mixture of excitement and anticipation.

You could feel your heart pounding in your chest.

This was it.

You nodded at Harry, who gave you a reassuring smile, and then he turned back to the crowd.

“This is ‘Adore You,’” Harry announced, and the familiar notes began to fill the arena.

Your fingers moved over the strings, finding the melody with ease.

The song had always been special to you and Harry.

It was one of the first songs you had worked on together, back when your relationship was still new, still fragile.

Now, it felt like a full-circle moment, standing here with him, about to share the biggest news of your lives with thousands of people.

As the song built towards the solo, your nerves returned, but so did a deep sense of calm.

This was your moment.

You closed your eyes for a brief second, grounding yourself, and then you stepped forward, into the spotlight.

The world seemed to hold its breath as you played the opening notes of the solo.

The sound of your guitar echoed through the arena, each note carrying with it the weight of the moment.

The crowd fell silent, waiting, watching.

And then, as the solo reached its peak, the arena exploded in a dazzling display of color.

Fireworks shot into the sky, bursting into a shower of brilliant blue.

The crowd gasped in unison, and then the cheers began, louder than ever before.

You felt a wave of emotion crash over you, tears springing to your eyes as you played the final notes of the solo.

A boy.

You were having a boy.

Harry was beside you in an instant, his arms wrapping around you as the crowd continued to cheer.

You could feel him shaking, overwhelmed with emotion, just as you were.

You held onto each other, sharing the moment, as the blue fireworks continued to light up the sky above you.

Harry took the microphone again, his voice thick with emotion.

“Thank you, thank you so much,” he said, his words directed both to the audience and to you. “We can’t wait to meet our little fella, and we’re so grateful to have you all here with us tonight to share this moment.”

The crowd roared in response, and you felt another wave of tears threaten to spill over.

You glanced at Harry, who was looking at you with a mixture of love and awe.

It was a look you would never tire of.

As the final notes of "Adore You" faded into the night, Harry turned back to the audience.

“I think we’re going to need to play one more song after that,” he said with a laugh, and the crowd cheered in agreement.

But before you started the next song, Harry leaned in close to you, his voice low enough that only you could hear.

“I love you,” he said, his eyes shining.

You smiled, your heart full. “I love you too,” you replied, and in that moment, everything else faded away.

It was just you, standing on stage, under a sky filled with blue fireworks, ready to welcome the next chapter of your lives together.

Harry turned back to the microphone, and the band launched into the next song, the energy in the arena electric.

You picked up the melody, your fingers moving effortlessly over the strings, but your mind was still on what had just happened.

You couldn’t stop thinking about the look on Harry's face when the fireworks had exploded in blue.

The pure, unfiltered joy, mixed with a touch of disbelief, as if he couldn’t quite believe this was all real.

As you played through the set, you found yourself sneaking glances at Harry, catching his eye whenever you could.

Each time, he would smile at you, that same look of love and awe in his eyes.

It was a look that told you everything you needed to know about your future.

You were going to be just fine.

More than fine—you were going to be a family.

The rest of the concert flew by in a blur of music and lights.

The crowd was more alive than ever, feeding off the energy of the night.

When the final notes of the last song echoed through the arena, the applause was deafening.

Harry and you stood side by side, looking out at the sea of faces, each one filled with love and joy.

It was a moment neither of you would ever forget.

As the band left the stage, Harry grabbed your hand, pulling you close.

“We did it,” he whispered in your ear, his voice filled with pride.

You smiled, your heart swelling with love for the man beside you. “We did,” you agreed. “And now, we get to do the next part.”

Harry grinned, his hand resting on your belly. “I can’t wait.”

Backstage, the rest of the band and crew congratulated you, the air filled with hugs and laughter.

Everyone was buzzing with excitement, still riding the high of the reveal.

You couldn’t stop smiling, your heart full to bursting.

Later that night, after the arena had emptied and the crew had packed up, Harry and you found yourselves alone in your dressing room.

The adrenaline was wearing off, leaving behind a warm, contented glow.

Harry sat down on the couch, pulling you down beside him.

“I still can’t believe it,” Harry said, his voice soft as he rested his hand on your belly. “A boy.”

You leaned into him, your head resting on his shoulder. “I know,” you said, your voice equally soft. “It feels like a dream.”

Harry kissed the top of your head, his fingers tracing gentle patterns on your stomach. “It’s a dream I never want to wake up from,” he whispered.

You sat like that for a long time, wrapped up in each other, the excitement of the night giving way to a peaceful calm.

The future stretched out before you, bright and full of possibilities.

And as you sat there, in the quiet of the night, you knew that no matter what came next, you would face it together, as a family.

And that was all you needed.

[kazeniya]

i have been neutral bout the whole sylus scene since he came out but i have caught up with the story now and i would like to say

i should top up for his card now ^^

CAUSE THE WAY HE GREW UP ON ME HOLY SHIT.

[idrkwhatthisisimsorry]

Flying to Italy pt.1

Description: Y/N finds out her boyfriend is cheating on her with her best friend, and decides to take the trip she had planned with him to Italy anyways, but alone. But she meets Harry along the way, and so it goes... Does she decide to stay with Harry, or is it too soon and too fast? Or will she forgive her boyfriend? Only time will tell.

Warnings: angst, cheating

Word count: 1K

Masterlist

A/N: hey! I haven't written in a while, and I have never posted Harry on here, but I'm on a serious kick with him rn and I've been thinking of this idea for a few days and I really wanted to write it, so here y'all go! I hope you enjoy, it's gonna be really good. This takes place in about early 2019 btw! Not everything is gonna be totally correct timeline wise, so just pretend it is lol

"Hey, me and Lily are going to go out tonight, I don't think Colin can come, are you up for it?" Jackson, my boyfriend said. I've been dating Jackson for almost ten years. We've known each other since we were fifteen, and we've been dating since we were sixteen. He's my rock and my best friend. But not as much as Lily. She's been my number 1 since we were about five years old. She's been dating her boyfriend, Collin for about four years now, and little does she know, he's about to propose when we go on our Italy trip in a few days together. I'm a little jealous because Jackson hasn't gotten the balls to propose to me, but I couldn't be happier for my best friend.

"Uhhhh, I might come later, but don't count on me, I have a lot of catching up to do on work if I don't want to work while we're in Italy. You guys gonna be in the same place all night?" I tell him. Any normal girlfriend would be skeptical of their best friend and boyfriend hanging out without either of their partners, but I've known both of them for so long to know that they're just good friends. We were just a trio throughout high school and college until Lily finally met Collin, and if I had any skepticism, that was all thrown out the window after seeing the way her and Collin were together. I would go as far to say they're even cuter together than me and Jackson.

"Yeah, we're going to R bar. If you don't come, it's fine, babe, I'll just see you when I get home. Love you." He said, as he gave me a kiss on the cheek and walked out the door. "Love you." I said back, as he walked out.

...

I finished up enough of my work, and decided to go meet up with him at the bar. I quickly changed and did light makeup and got an uber.

I got to the bar and didn't see him or Lily with our group of friends. I walked over to one of them, "Hey have you guys seen Jackson? He said he and Lily were gonna be here with you guys tonight." I asked, still looking around the bar. "Uh, last I saw them was about ten minutes ago when he said they were gonna go get a drink from the bar, but I think I saw them walk off somewhere." Alex said, giving me a nervous face, which made me really nervous. I've never had reason to not trust him before, so I didn't expect what I was about to see and hear as I walked towards the bathrooms. I went into the women's restroom and didn't see Lily, and obviously I couldn't go into the mens, so I walked over to the single unisex bathroom door, and put my ear up to it. Someone was obviously having sex in there, very loud sex for that matter. I knocked, just in case my worst nightmare was coming true. "Busy!" A voice, very similar sounding to my best friend of twenty years, called out. I tested the door handle, and in their drunk idiocy they forgot to lock it, and I barged right in on my boyfriend fucking my best friend. Her small black dress, that she actually borrowed from me, hiked all the way up to her stomach, and his pants pulled down just low enough for him to be sticking his dick somewhere he shouldn't have.

The second he saw me, his eyes went wide and he immediately went wide and he pulled out of her and started to pull up his pants as quickly as possible. "Y/N-" "I don't want to hear it, Jack. The two people I thought would never hurt me. How long have you two been fucking behind my back?" I yelled angrily. "No no no no no, Y/N, this is the first time this has ever happened it was such a mistake, I'm so sorry, please, you're my best friend, I am so so sorry." Lily said, apologizing over and over again, as if those words could ever reverse her actions. I just stared at them in horror, tears threatening to spill over, my heart breaking as I knew I was losing the two people I cared about most in my life all in just five minutes. "Your sorry means nothing to me. I trusted both of you. I loved both of you, and you stabbed me in the back. I never want to see you again. Either of you. Might as well cancel your tickets to Italy once you're done fucking each other." I say, as I slam the door shut and leave the restaurant as fast as I possibly can and order an uber to the nearest hotel.

...

I sat in my expensive ass hotel room contemplating almost every single life decision I'd ever made. How long had this really been going on? Was it really the first time? How stupid have I been? And what was I going to do about Italy? Where was I going to live? My brain was going a hundred miles a minute, while I just sat there crying in my short little dress I wore to the bar. For him. Because I knew how much he loved that dress. Loved. He didn't have the right to love anything about me anymore.

I was so excited for everything in the future. We were supposed to spend a whole month in Italy together, the four of us. I was so so excited. I never got to travel ever, my family never had enough money, and then I went to college, and then I had to work my way up in my career to have money and actually get time off. Jackson and Lily have both been to Italy before, so it's not like this is some huge new experience that they're going to miss out on.

I laid on that bed for hours just crying, and thinking about what to do. I was going to go to Italy and forget all about people that never deserved me.

[neymarismyfave]

MY LOVE

Paring(s): Zayn Malik x Y/n

Requested: No

A/n: Bare with me here I have covid brain.

Summary: Zayn is mildly upset with Y/n because she wants to "ditch" her weekly date with him to go out with her friends (Sabrina Carpenter and Selena Gomez).

Warnings: Angst, smut, cursing and fluff.

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Zayn is slowly pulled out of his sleep at the sound of high heels clicking against the wooden floor of the spacious bedroom. He yawned and looked over at his beautiful girlfriend, Y/n who was putting her diamond earrings in.

"Baby? Where are you going this early?" He questioned.

"Out with friends. And it's 12:00 P.M. you slept in late." Y/n replied, putting the back of her last earring on, looking in the mirror for guidance.

Zayn pulled the blankets off of him and slowly climbed out of bed. He made his way over to her and put his rough hands on her hips.

"But what about our date tonight?" He asked.

"Shit." Y/n cursed as realization took over her. "Baby I'm so sorry, I totally forgot." Y/n turned and faced her boyfriend.

She placed a small hand on one of his bycipes.

"I already promised them I would be there." She mutters.

Zayn let out an annoyed sigh. "Cant you just cancel?" He asked.

"But I barely get to go out with my friends Zayn," She protested. "Plus we always go on weekly dates. It wouldn't hurt to miss one."

"Baby please just cancel. I'll make the date worth your while." He says, his deep brown eyes clouded with annoyance.

"Zayn I cant. I promised them. And plus I'll be back in time!" She said as her brows furrowed. Her hand dropped back down to her side.

"Fine." He muttered letting go of her hips. "Who are you going out with anyway?" He asked, his eyes rakeing down her small frame.

"Sabrina and Selena." Y/n muttered in response.

"Ok then the date is at 6:00. Have a good time with whatever you're doing." Zayn muttered before turning and walking into the bathroom.

Y/n jumped as she heard the door slam shut. She sighed before grabbing her bag and making her way into the kitchen where her keys lay on the black kitchen table.

She grabbed them and made her way over to the front door. She opened the door and walked out before turning and closing it.

She then made her way down to her car and unlocked it. She opened the white door before she climbed in and started the car.

She let out a sigh before backing out of the driveway.

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Y/n sat in a small, fancy cafe with her two friends.

"Oh and then he asked me for my number!" Selena says with excitement.

"Shawn Mendes asked for your number!" Sabrina and Y/n say in unison.

"Yep! And now we have a date scheduled!" Selena said, smiling ear to ear.

"Holy shit! I'm so happy for you!" Y/n said, placing a hand on top of one of Selena's.

"Same!" Sabrina said.

"Thank you!" Selena said, her smile still very visible.

Y/n glanced at her watch. "Shit!" She yelped.

"What?" Sabrina asked.

"Yeah what's wrong?" Selena said, her smiling fading.

"Zayn's going to murder me. We have a date tonight!" Y/n whined. "I've already missed half of it."

"Well go!" Sabrina encourages.

"Thank you." Y/n said.

She quickly stood up and walked out.

She sped walked over to her car and hopped in.

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Soon enough she arrived home assuming Zayn had gave up waiting for her. She quickly made her way up the driveway and inside.

She looked around for any sign of her boyfriend before setting her bag and keys on one of the stone counters.

She removed her high heels and sat them by the front door before making her way into her and Zayn's shared bedroom.

"Where the fuck were you." Zayn questioned, his arms crossed over his chest as he lay in bed.

"Baby. I'm so sorry." Y/n says. "I just lost track of-" She was cut off.

"Save it." Zayn muttered. "I'm taking a shower." He said, as he climbed out of bed.

"Can I join?" Y/n asked quietly.

"No." Zayn muttered, grabbing out some gray sweat pants and boxers.

He then made his way into the bathroom.

"To bad I'm not taking no for an answer." Y/n whispered under her breath.

She walked over to the closet and grabbed out one of Zayn's over-sized T-Shirts and a clean pair of panties and pajama shorts.

She then made her way in the bathroom. She sat her clothes down next to Zayn's.

"I thought I said no." Zayn spits out.

"Well I took your 'no' as a 'yes'." Y/n spat back.

"Fine." Zayn muttered.

He pulled his shirt off along with his khaki pants, leaving him in just his black boxers.

He got the water going and warm before removing his boxers and hopping in.

Y/n hoped in soon after him after she had removed her tight blue dress.

"So was it worth missing our date?" Zayn whispered after a long silence.

"Mhm." Y/n hums in response.

Zayn shakes his head in annoyance before turning around to face Y/n.

He carefully pushes her up against the wall pinning her there.

Y/n's breath hitched.

"You told me I was the best thing that's ever happened to you Y/n." He whispered in a hoarse voice.

"Y-You are Zayn." She replied in a shaky tone.

"Then let me ask you again. Was your time with your friends worth missing our date?" He asked, his eyes darkening.

"N-No." Y/n stuttered.

"That's what I thought." Zayn whispered before placing messy kisses along her neck.

Y/n let out a small moan as she gripped Zayn's shoulders.

Zayn's nails dug into the soft flesh of Y/n's hips as he sucks on her neck.

Y/n bites her lower lip, digging her nails into his shoulders.

Zayn hissed as he continued his relentlessly attack on her neck.

He pushed his hips against hers, causing her to gasp as she felt his hard, throbbing tip press against her entrance.

Zayn groaned his hot breath causing a trail of goosebumps along her neck.

Zayn slowly lined himself up with her entrance as he distracted her with pressing his lips against hers.

Y/n gasped as she felt Zayn's cock suddenly fill her up.

"Zayn." She moaned as he began to thrust in and out of her.

Zayn continued thrusting into her just how she normally likes it.

"Fuck." She moaned, his fast thrusts were bound to bring her over the edge soon.

Zayn loved the way she felt around him. He also loved the feeling of the warm water against his back.

"God your fucking tight." He groaned.

He continued thrusting into her roughly, going back to placing rough kisses against her neck just like earlier.

Y/n moaned. She felt her release building up in her abdomen.

"I-I'm so f-fucking close." She managed to stutter out.

"I know baby. Me too." Zayn whispered in her ear.

"Zayn I-I'm-" But before she could finish she was cut off by her own release.

She let out a loud moan as Zayn helped her ride out her high.

Zayn followed soon after her, pulling out cumming on her thighs.

They both held each other as Zayn whispered sweet nothings in her ear.

After they had both had a moment to breath Zayn pulled away.

"Let's get you cleaned up." He whispered.

Y/n nodded, still at a loss of words.

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The two were now laid in bed, cuddled up against eachother.

"You look really hot in my shirt." Zayn whispered.

Y/n giggled a bit. "Why thank you. You look really hot in those sweat pants." Y/n whispered in response."

"Oh yeah? Wanna take them off me?" He joked.

Y/n let out a playful scoff and slapped him gently on the chest.

"I literally just fucked you." She protested.

"So?"

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[harrysrealgf]

YOU STOLE MY HEART

summary: harry and y/n have been going out for a while and everything seems perfect, that is until his heather comes around and y/n feels insecure.

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“y’are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever laid my eyes on. y’know that honey?” He smiled, playing with your hair, slowly tucking it behind your ear.

“H, stop im blushing.” she giggled. she put her face onto the bed where they were both laying on their stomachs.

Harry was never a romantic when it came to his past relationships. But y/n was and when they met Harry thought he couldn’t have seen anything more beautiful.

“C’mon pretty. Look at me.” He tilted his head and brushed your hair lightly with his fingers.

You put your head up but your eyes were closed.

“Open y’eyes.”

You opened your eyes only to feel his stare at you and you thought you could never be in love with anyone like the way you were with harry. You just hoped he felt the same way about you.

“H, can we talk?” you ask shyly.

“O’course lovie. What's the problem?” He was scared of what this talk was going to be about.

“It's not a problem I just… I want to make sure we're on the same page.” she was picking at her fingers out of nervousness.

“In what way exactly my love?” He put his hand on top of hers to stop her from picking.

“Im completely in love with you H.” He didn’t expect this and his eyebrows raised. “And I just want to know if you love me as much as i love you. Because I don’t know how you feel about me.”

He chuckled. But not in a bad way, in a way like are you serious?

“Y/n, of course i love you. I was just telling you two minutes ago how you were the most beautiful thing in the universe.” He smiled.

“Yeah but… is beauty all that matters? Like,” She sighed. “I know i’m pretty, but I don’t only want to be pretty. And i want to work for the things I want. I don’t want to just be handed them like most pretty girls.”

“Y/n. You are the smartest most loyal girl ive ever known. You are very beautiful, but you are my whole world. I love you with every inch of my body honey. If i ever bring myself to hurt you in any way, or say the opposite to any of this shit, i want you to know i dont mean it.”

“I love you.”

“I love you to baby.” He smiled caressing your cheek. “Now c’mere and gimme a kiss.”

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“That’s Heather.” Harry said looking over at the dazzling woman. It's like he couldn’t take his eyes off her and it was horrible.

“Oh, she's gorgeous.” I try to not sound jealous.

“I-I know, right?” That shattered everything inside y/n. She started to gnaw on her nails again. Harry was very observant and always notices small things, so when he saw Y/n, he knew he did something wrong.

“Baby, what's wrong?” He looks down at her.

“Are you- um..” She clears her throat. “Are you over her?” Knowing Harry used to like her, she looks down and then up at him for a split second.

He hesitated, shocked she asked that. “O-of course i am. You and I are together.” She scoffed.

“You hesitated.” She said under her breath.

He didn’t really have anything to say to that so he just watched her walk off to go get a drink.

a couple of hours later Harry can't seem to find y/n. He’s freaking out because he doesn’t want her hurt.

“Hey Ni, have you seen y/n?” He walked up to Niall and asked.

“No— Wait wait wait… I think I saw her go upstairs with some people. I think they’re playing truth or dare or something.” He was slurring all his words.

That must’ve blown something in him because suddenly he was storming upstairs going through every room to find her until he actually did.

“Oh hey y/n.” He smirked.

“Oh my gosh! Harry!” You were shit-faced drunk and harry knew it. realistically if there wasn’t alcohol at this party, you would’ve already left.

You ran up to him and jumped in his arms. Heather just so happened to be in this room.

“Guys isn't my boyfriend just so handsome.” She smiles, playing with his curly hair.

“I love you.” She exaggerated her you.

“You’re drunk.”

“Dude I know.” She slurs together

They both look over at heather who rolled her eyes.

“Guys! Let's play spin the bottle.” Heather suggested. Everyone laughed and agreed even Y/n. But Harry didn’t want her to do it.

“Cmon harry! Just trying to live with im young. Don’t be such an old man, play it with me.”

“Fine.”

They sat down in a circle and Heather went first. It landed on Harry and that's when you went completely sober. Realizing the prettiest girl in the room was about to kiss your boyfriend pissed something inside of you off.

“No.” You said audibly.

“Girl cmon. It's just a game.” She rolled her eyes getting closer to Harry. Harry had no response and just sat where he was to begin with.

“I said, no. Spin the fuckin’ bottle again.”

“Y/n... It's just a game and you’re the one who wanted me to play this game. It's just a kiss it doesn't mean anything.” Harry said as he shrugged.

“… Are you serious?” You gave him a blank stare. “No. Y’know what? Im leaving.” She stood up and left the room.

“Y/n-“ Harry was cut off by the door slamming.

“So can we kiss now?” Heather said.

“Heather, Read the room.” Liam said.

Harry chased y/n out of the room.

“y/n please stop.” Harry said and she actually listened and turned back to him.

“What is wrong with you H?”

“Whats wrong with me? What's wrong with you? You’re freaking out over stupid shit. It was just a game that you wanted me to play with you. You don’t have to take your stupid little insecurities out on me.”

“No. Because you of all people should know how hard it is for me to see that happening. The only reason i wanted to play was to see if Heather would try anything on you and she did. H, you say you can't bring yourself to hurt me but you keep doing it! You say you don’t mean to do it but it keeps happening.” At this point, there were tears streaming out of your eyes. “I don’t don’t know if its this alcohol or the fact you really screwed me over, but i don’t think i can be with you anymore. I just hate the fact it took me so long to find out how mean you are H. Did you even mean anything you said to me?”

“Of course, I did honey. I love you…” He was tearing up.

“Im having a hard time believing that considering people don’t constantly hurt who they love.”

“Y/n. Petal, please. I love you more than anything. Please Don't leave me.” He was sobbing at this point. He was like a full sub right now.

“I don’t want to! I just want to be treated right and if you can't do that then we need to split up.” She sighed through her tears. “I wish i could hate you. Maybe then it wouldn’t hurt as much.”

“No baby. Please let me just drive you home… And let's just talk.. please. I cant lose you.”

She nods. “God why can't I stop loving you.”

[gucciforasushirestaurant]

Are 1D fics dead?

I have an idea, Harry centric, but featuring the rest of the 1D boys (zayn included)....very much old school wattpad mafia 1d vibes haha but elevated!! is that something y'all would like to read??? please let me know!

[fanfics-and-shlt]

I need someone to write a poly!onedirection x reader fan-fiction ASAP! I cannot find one anywhere!!! If anyone knows one plssss pls pls pls plssss tell me!!!

[daisyblog]

First Date

Unexpected Love Masterlist Summary: Harry and YN are set up on a date.

2019

Jonny had separately nagged YN and Harry to let him set them up on a date. Harry’s argument was that he was in the middle of writing his second album, and wanted to be on his own after his last break up. YN’s protest was that she was a single working Mum who didn’t have the time, and added “nobody wants to date a single mum”. 

After what felt like months of constant begging, Harry and YN both gave in to their friend and agreed to go on a date. Jonny had arranged for them to meet at a small quiet restaurant on the outskirts of London, knowing Harry would want to stay under the radar. 

YN had been nervous all day. She had messaged Jonny several times to try and cancel but he insisted that it was just nerves and she should give it a chance. Harry felt mixed emotions, part of him was nervous, he was meeting someone new but the other part of him was excited because he knew Jonny wouldn’t set him up with just anyone. 

Harry arrived at the restaurant first, being fifteen minutes early. He was shown to their table which he was grateful was tucked into a corner away from other tables. He knew that was down to Jonny’s request. Wanting to calm his nervous, Harry ordered a bottle of wine for them, hoping YN liked it too. 

He had just taken a small sip from his glass, when he saw the waiter walking towards him with a woman following behind. Harry stood from his chair, ready to greet her. “Hi, it’s nice to finally meet you”. Harry spoke first, bringing YN in for a hug. 

“Jonny and his persuasive ways huh?”. YN joked, causing Harry to smile knowing Jonny must have nagged YN as much as he had nagged him. 

Harry pulled YN’s chair out for her to sit before taking his place back in her own. “I ordered wine, I can get you something else if you’d prefer”. 

“No…wine is perfect, thank you”. YN smiled with appreciation, showing her little dimples. “I like your tattoos”. She complimented as she noticed them on his arm, that was exposed due to his short sleeved shirt. 

Harry glanced down as he looked at his arm, smiling slightly at the mixture of ink that covered his skin. “Uh thanks…I have too many to count”. He giggled. “Do you have any?”. He gestured to his tattoos. 

YN hesitated before explaining. “I have one…on my wrist”. She turned her hand over to reveal the delicate ink on her right wrist. “It’s my son’s name”. YN watched for a change in Harry’s response or how he may end the date now. 

But what surprised YN was Harry’s genuine grin as he looked down at her wrist. “What’s his name?”. His question was genuine, YN could tell by how he looked at her directly in the eye which a soft look. 

“Jacob”. YN smiled as she thought about her favourite person. The little boy who saved her in more ways than he would ever know. “He’s five and a real sweetheart.”. Harry noticed how YN’s whole face lit up as she spoke about him. “Does me having a son not bother you?”. YN couldn’t help but ask.

Harry frowned at her question before shaking his head. “Of course not…I don’t date people based on if they’re a parent, or if they have a certain job or x amount of money in the bank…I date people for them.”. 

“I’m sorry…I couldn’t help but ask, I’m not used to people being so understanding when it comes to Jacob”. YN apologised, hoping she hadn’t ruined the date before it had started properly. 

“Hey…it’s fine, you can be yourself tonight…there’s no judgement from me.” Harry reassured her, knowing how it felt for someone not to get to know you and having a false opinion. 

“Thank you…that really means a lot”. YN smiled before taking a sip from her glass, needing to treat her dry throat. 

“So tell me about you and Jacob…I can see he’s your life and I want to know more”. The sentence caused a spark in YN’s chest at how interested Harry was in not only her but the one person who mattered the most. 

Harry and YN had talked, laughed and smiled all evening. YN couldn’t remember the last time she felt like herself and was able to be just YN and not just a Mum. Harry wondered how he hadn’t met YN sooner because for once someone didn’t want to speak to him because he was Harry Styles, he could see that YN was genuinely interested in getting to know him as just Harry. 

Harry had learnt that YN was in university studying business when she fell pregnant but had to drop out before graduating. But now owned her own florist in London. He noticed that she hasn’t mentioned her family apart from Jacob, but decided it was best to leave it that way for now. She didn’t ask one question related to the band or his music, she asked questions about his family, where he grew up, his childhood memories and all the little things that built up who he is today. 

After they had finished their meals and nicely argued about how the bill was going to be paid, they found themselves walking through a quieter part of town, still chatting and giggling like two teenagers. They wanted to blame the wine but deep down they both knew it was from the excitement of each other. 

Harry had arranged for a taxi to drop them both back home. They were both supposed to realise that YN didn’t live far from Harry’s Hampstead house. He walked YN up to her door to make sure she was home safe. They both stood staring at each other, waiting for the other to break the silence. Smirks covering their smiles. 

“I had a really nice time tonight”. Harry broke first, meaning what he had said. 

“Me too!”. YN felt shy for the first time all evening. 

“Can I see you again?”. Harry was bold, he hadn’t felt like this after a date before and he wasn’t willing to lose his chance. 

YN smiled, she felt special and chosen for once and inside she was screaming with happiness. Harry really wanted to see her again. “I’d love that”.

They quickly swapped numbers and Harry was eager to arrange to see YN again. Before making his way back to the taxi that was waiting patiently, he leaned in to hug YN goodbye. It was like neither of them wanted to let go but the feeling of Harry’s lips leaving a peck on her cheek is what caused YN to jump around in happiness once she closed the door behind her that night.

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[leclercsainzz]

i was listening to “all to well” by taylor swift and the part where she sings “i still remember the first fall of snow” (pretty much verse 6) came on and i remember i had seen a nico rosberg x lewis hamilton edit to this song a few nights ago and i was wondering if you could do one where reader is nico’s sister and she dated lewis but they fell of because of the whole brocedes friendship fall out and the fans associate them with this specific song/verse .. basically brocedes situation but instead it’s reader x lewis (idk if all this makes sense lol)

DO YOU REMEMBER IT ALL TOO WELL?

PAIRINGS: lewis hamilton x rosberg sister!reader

TYPE: social media au

ynrosberg

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ynrosberg: weekend photo dump or whatevaaa 🤷🏼‍♀️

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user: omG i stiLL CaNnoT beliEVE MOTHER PULLED UP TO THE HUNGARIAN GRAND PRIX AKAKD!!!!!

↳ user: apparently she only went to support danny bc she promised him that she’d show up to a race if he came back 😭

user: does anyone know if lewis and her interacted??!!?

user: gorgg 😍😍😍

zayn: 😍

↳ user: are they dating??

↳ user: zayn??? 👀 what are you doing here??

user: not nico using memes 💀 LMAOOO

↳ nicorosberg: it was actually a gif 😭

↳ user: pLease, this makes it 10x better

danielricciardo: ❤️❤️

user: still can’t believe mother pulled up and we didn’t get a single interaction with dad 😭😭

user: it’s the waY LEWIS WALKED BY HER WITHOUT SPARING HER A GLANCE 😭😭😭💔

↳ user: i cried when i saw that 😭😭 like why’d they show us?

user: so is everyone gonna ignore the last post?? 444?? 4’s??? who is associated with 4? lewis mf 44 hamilton?? hello?

user: lewis????

user: will forever hold on to the idea that they’ll get back together soon 😌

user: i love how everyone is bringing up lewis as if they didn’t end on bad terms lmao

fernandoalo_official: glad to see my spanish lessons taught you something 👍🏼

aussiegrit: it’s britney bitch

📌 pinned

user: not her pinning webber’s comment 💀

user: thE things i’d do to see a lewis comment or like 😩

user: just thinking about the fact that yn & lewis might’ve seen each other at the race but refused to interact w each other 😭

↳ user: they did:( and they ignored each other

user: can someone please tell me if her and lewis talked?

user: i just know they refused to look in each other’s directions

↳ user: stop 😭😭😭 you’re right, they didn’t 💔💔💔

user: 4?? lewis??

user: missing ynlewis hours 😓

user: ugh, she’s soo pretty 😍😍😍

user: how can one be this beautiful? 😩

ynrosberg

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ynrosberg: photo dump pt 2 🤪

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user: all too well 10 min ver. (taylor’s version)??? yes or yes??

↳ ynrosberg: always!!! 💗

user: LEWIS LEWIS LEWIS LEWIS LEWIS LEWIS

user: 😍😍😍😍😍

zayn: thanks for the pic creds

↳ yourusername: yea yea

georgerussell63: i see my name 👀

user: i pray lewis and her will get back together

user: wishing for a ynlewis interaction 😩😩

↳ user: same, sis, same!

user: her smile in the third post 🥰

kendalljenner: 😍😍 beauty

↳ ynrosberg: mwahh 😘

user: when she listens to taylor swift >>

nicorosberg: never got my ice cream 😕

↳ ynrosberg: oops???

user: I REMEMBER IT ALL TOO WELL

user: i literally just saw a ynlewis edit to all too well!!! janskdnd

↳ user: SEND ME THE LINK, NOW

↳ user: ^ me too, please!!!

↳ user: wtF, iM crying 😭😭😭😭

user: i just need to know that her and lewis are on good terms, my mental health depends on this info

↳ user: hate to break it to you …. but ….

↳ user: they literally walked by each other TWICE during the hungarian gp and didn’t acknowledge each other 💔💔💔💔

user: does anyone know if lewis and yn are friends at least?

↳ user: girl??? they don’t even follow each other 🙂

user: she looks happy, he looks happy … they moved on .... maybe it’s time for us all to move on as well? 😔😔😔

↳ user: nO, i cant 😔 i rEfuse!!

user: who’s lewis??? and what does he have to do with yn and nico?? (i don’t mean to offend anyone, i just keep seeing so many comments regarding lewis … is he a driver like nico or??)

↳ user: long story short, lewis hamilton is a formula 1 driver (yes), him and nico used to be teammates .. they were pretty much fighting for the championship and in the process their friendship started to fall apart due to their rivalry and ig yn pushed lewis away after nico won and retired

↳ user: wasn’t it because lewis said he didn’t want distractions and wanted to focus on his career?

↳ user: tbh i’m not sure, they never really confirmed anything

lewishamilton

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lewishamilton: season so far ✌🏾

tagged: @georgerussell63 @fernandoalo_official

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user: ROSCOE!!!!

user: i wonder if roscoe misses mother as much as i do 😭

user: dad, please get back with mom!! 🙏🏼

user: my man everybody 😍😍😍

user: i heard from a friend that george “kidnapped” roscoe and took him to see yn

↳ user: wait wtf, are you being frr??? 😭😭 don’t play with me

↳ user: idk if it’s true

↳ user: i wonder how roscoe reacted when he saw yn, if he did

georgerussell63: roscoe 🥰

↳ lewishamilton: dognapper

↳ georgerussell63: i did it for the greater good:)

↳ user: wAit omgsksn does that mean he actually took roscoe to see yn or???? omg wkakalsk 🥺🥺🥺

user: he’s so fine 😩

fernandoalo_official: 😎

user: WAIT DID GEORGE REALLY TAKE ROSCOE TO GO SEE YN?? BC IF SOOO IMA CRY 😭😭😭😭

user: ya’ll remember when roscoe would pull up with both his parents to the paddock?? 😔 ahh, good old times

user: @sebastianvettel sebs, i need you to work your magic and reunite my parents, please

user: not getting over how they just walked past each other as if they didn’t spend 4 years together 💔

user: the fit 🔥

user: things that keep me up at night: brocedes & ynlewis

↳ user: ^ THIS!!!!

user: ya’ll ever thing about the what-if of ynlewis??

user: goat with a another goat (alonso) 🤩

user: they day yn and lewis reunite will be magical

user: missing the yn comments/likes 🥺🥺🥺

carlossainz55: 🤩🤩🤩

user: 7 years ago, ynlewis broke my heart 😭😭😭

↳ user: don’t forget brocedes 😭😭

↳ user: can’t believe it’s been 7 years, mate

user: i wonder if they privately talk, yk??

↳ user: never thought of that but i hope they do, tbh

sebastianvettel: ❤️

user: roscoe’s too adorable!! 🥺❤️

user: i know they’ll find their way to each other eventually

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ynrosberg: life so far 💗 (p.s. happy 8 months, lover)

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user: mOTHER?????? who is that????

user: 8 months???? wtf?? hello?? since when???

user: what about lewis??!

user: looks like mother gave us another dad 😔

↳ user: lewis is MY dad, idcc … zayn can be my step dad

user: so you’re telling me lewis and yn getting back together won’t happen anytime soon?? 😭😭

zayn: ❤️

↳ user: wAIT!!!! ZAYN??!??? OMG MAKALANS I KNEW THE TATTOOS LOOKED FAMILIAR WHSLs

↳ user: one direction guy????

nicorosberg: cute

↳ ynrosberg: 😌

user: they’ve been together for 8 months?? 😮😮

user: it all makes sense, i just never connected the dots

user: this was not on my 2023 bingo card 😩

user: ngl but this is actually cute

danielricciardo: cats out the bag, yayyy 🥳

↳ user: YOU KNEW!/@/&/@/‘s

user: i wonder how lewis is feeling rn

↳ user: as if he cares

user: mom, what about dad?? 😭😭😭😭💔💔💔💔

user: @lewishamilton

user: nooooOo i miss dad 😭😭

user: allbio984!;’al hepan huh?!?!@ what?&@“”

user: ig those rumors a few months ago were true

↳ user: which ones???

↳ user: they were seen together like 3 months ago and there were speculations that they were together but it was never confirmed until now 😭

user: i’m still at the restaurant with dad 😢😢😢

user: yn, you’re breaking my heart 💔💔 we want dad

user: scReaming and goiNg apeshit alapamcbh93&,!;@/

user: lewis officially lost her 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

user: i can’t believe this wtf

lewishamilton

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lewishamilton: all too well

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user: DAD IS QUOTING “ALL TOO WELL”

user: roscoe owns my heart, idcc 🥺🥺

user: you remember it all too well, huh? 🥺

user: ya’ll remember yn posted a photo dump a while ago and one of the pic was a “all too well” aesthetic and now he’s using it as his caption??? he definitely misses her 😭😭😭

user: “just between us do you remember it all too well” you remember, she remembers, we all remember 💔

user: dad, we know know you miss mom and uncle nico

↳ user: 😭😭😭 stopp

user: roscoe 🥰🥰🥰

user: mom’s got a new boyfriend

user: ynlewis/brocedes will forever be my roman empire

georgerussell63: roscoe’s such a cutie!

↳ user: idc if you have to break yn and zayn up but we NEED our og parents back, please 🙏🏼

user: they were THE COUPLE

user: she definitely haunts all his what-ifs 😭😭

↳ user: he should’ve married her when he had the chance

↳ user: will never get over him choosing his career over her

user: @ynrosberg

user: i miss them everyday 😩

user: i often think about how if brocedes never ended the way they did they would’ve been together, just maybe

↳ user: i think about this everyday 😩😩😩😩

↳ user: they would’ve been married and with a kid by now

maxverstappen1: have you been hitting the gym?

↳ lewishamilton: always

user: it’s never too late, don’t give up

↳ user: she’s with zayn

user: i still hold on to the possibility that they’ll get back together eventually

user: timing was wrong bc they were in different stages of their lives but i believe they’ll always be soulmates ❤️

user: why’d they break up??

↳ user: bc yn wanted a family and lewis was too focused on his career at the time, i guess

user: roscoe’s a child of divorce like us 😭😭

user: convinced myself that taylor wrote verse 6 about them in all too well (10 min ver)

user: i wonder if he ever gets deja vu when he sees her or viceversa

user: ynlewis keeps me up at night

user: we lost two amazing things 😔 ynlewis & brocedes

↳ user: we can all collectively agree it’s mercedes fault

ynrosberg

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ynrosberg: an adventure is about to begin 🥰

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user: mother is becoming a mother??!? omg 😭😭

user: congratulations!!!

zayn: can’t wait for our little one ❤️

↳ ynrosberg: ❤️❤️❤️

user: im not crying, you are 😭

user: the fact that’s she’s becoming a mother 😭 w/o lewis

user: this could’ve been lewis

↳ user: if only 😔

sebastianvettel: happy for you, congrats! ❤️❤️

↳ ynrosberg: ❤️❤️

nicorosberg: can’t wait till i’m officially an uncle 😢

↳ ynrosberg: ilyyyy ❤️

danielricciardo: IM GONNA SPOIL THAT KID

aussiegrit: congrats, yn

↳ ynrosberg: 😊😊 thanks youuu

jensonbutton: ❤️❤️❤️ congrats

↳ ynrosberg: 🥰

fernandoalo_official: 🥳🥳🥳

georgerussell63: can i be the uncle too??

↳ ynrosberg: why not 🤪

user: AHHH IM SOO HAPPY FOR YOU!!

kendalljenner: congrats, my love 🥳❤️❤️❤️

user: im so happy for her but all i can think about is lewis

user: mom becoming a mom without dad 😭😭😭😭

user: ya’ll imagine if it would’ve been lewis 😩

user: her dream came true 😭😭

carmenmmundt: ahh congratulations 🥰🥰🥰

↳ ynrosberg: ❤️❤️

heidiberger__: congrats, beautiful 💗💗

↳ ynrosberg: 🥰🥰

lewishamilton: congratulations!

↳ ynrosberg: thank you!!

↳ user: i waS NOT PREPARED FOR THIS 😭😭😭😭

↳ user: why’d he have to do this??? 😭

↳ user: the way this could’ve been him

user: lewis commented omg 😢😢😢

↳ user: i just know he’s regretting everything

user: lewis 💔💔💔

user: i know dad’s crying over this cause so am i

user: we’re all child of divorce 😭😭😭

[pr0wlerpunk]

Title: I trust you.

Person: Roman reigns(yayyy)

Requested: |Yes|No|

Part. 2 Part. 3

★Trust Masterlist

Afab!reader

Warnings: slight!angst, slight!dark themes, reader feels frightened after the whole Sami zayn thing, Reader thinks bloodline is going to betray her, reader is very overwhelmed so that means crying :/

Pairings: Romantic!roman x reader, slight!romantic!Jey x reader, slight!romantic!Jimmy x reader, slight!romantic!solo x reader, also includes a very friendly Paul heyman

Pic creds: WWE/friend Aya

A/n: this is meant for a Roman x Reader thing but it also has some bloodline x reader, also no real plot made!

Standing backstage watching Sami and ko talk Paul walked up to you

“Miss Yn, you have a match right after…that” he gestured towards the screen

“Wait what?” You were confused, how’d you been that out of it you’d forgotten about a match?

“Miss Yn, have you forgotten?!” Seeing the shocked expression on his face was enough to keep you quite

“Oh my, I’ll contact the tribal chief and tell him you can’t do this match-”

“No!” You were quick to say rushing to grab his hands

“No?” He questioned

“I’m doing the match” nodding your head as you spoke

Paul slowly put his phone back into his pocket before nodding and leaving

You let out a short huff as you felt tears prick your eyes…

🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮

You hadn’t known what to expect but asuka wasn’t one of them, still you carried on the match like you would any other one

Except

Something was off

Everyone could see it…

You were on edge

All you could think about was how many times the boys got ambushed or even Cody rhodes coming down that ramp with Ko and Sami, still you knew you couldn’t fail

Failure would compromise your position in the bloodline

Because unlike Sami you actually loved being in it…

So you pushed yourself, breaking out of all the holds and pins she had you in, at one point you thought you were about to win

That was until..

“Asuka with her mist!” Corey yelled into his mic as you felt the sudden burn to your eyes

wiping at your face to try and get some of the most of as your vision blurred, barely being able to see you felt a kick to the face

Stumbling back you felt a liquid run down your mouth as you realized she made your nose bleed

Again thought swirled in your head

This is too much

What are they going to think of me?

Do they think I’m useless?

What does Roman think of me now?

Does he think I’m useless too?

You hadn’t realized it but you were crying

Quiet sobs racked through your throat as you trembled with only one current thought

You had to win.

🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮

And so you did

with a spear actually she never saw it coming as it knocked her out cold

Blood rushing out of her nose as you hoped out the ring and walked up the mat

The stadium erupting in cheers of your name as you turned out of sight

The first thing you could start to see was Paul and a medic

But you kept walking wanting this night to be over

you could hear Paul tell the medic something before his footsteps picked up until he was right next to you as you both stood outside the entrance to Roman’s locker room

Silence filled the air as neither of you made a move to enter

“Miss Yn..” turning your head slightly as to acknowledge him

“Are-are you okay?” You could fill the tears prick back up in the sincerity of his voice

You sucked in a breath as you shaked your head yes, not trusting you voice to speak

🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮

As you and Paul entered he took his seat next to Roman as you stood awaiting

Roman looked up before motioning you to come towards him

Making your way you expected to be yelled at

What you didn’t expect was for him to pull you into his lap to inspect your nose and eyes

“Why’d you turn away the medic?”

It was a simple question really

so why did it break the wall you had built up?

Tears streamed down your face for the second time this night as sobs broke out your throat

Body shaking as Roman pulled you further into him shushing you

You couldn’t see the confused face Roman gave his cousins

Or even their confused ones back

“Baby, why’re crying?” His voice softening

All you could repeat was “I’m sorry”

All your bottled up feelings came rushing out at once and you didn’t know how to stop them

“Babygirl look at me”

“You did nothing wrong, so why are you crying?” Hearing his confusion you sniffled before speaking

“Because I almost lost the match, and you probably think I’m stupid for not expecting her mist, and you probably think I’m like Sami, and im scared your all gonna turn on me when I don’t expect it-” you rambling was cut short as he quickly spoke up

“Hey, hey, hey” his voice light as he looked directly into your eyes

“You will Never be stupid or useless to me or anyone I’n this family you hear me?” His voice become start as he continued his own ramble

“You are Not Like Sami and you Never will be”

“So what if you got sprayed, you Won that’s all that matters and you should be proud of yourself like we are” you eyes widened before you spoke

“You’re-you’re proud of me?”

You couldn’t see it but Jey,Jimmy and Solo exchanged knowing looks with each other

“Yes sweetheart we all are” he gestured behind him where Jey,Jimmy and Solo all agreed

“Why?” Your voice meek as you spoke

“Because we Trust you”

There was a pause..

“Princess I Trust you..” hearing that statement made more sobs come out as your body shook

“Shh I know, cmon let’s get you cleaned up babygirl”

🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮

After getting cleaned up you went to bed before them shortly after they entered the room standing over you

“She’s overwhelmed uce” jimmy spoke quietly as to not wake you

His twin rolled his eyes scoffing lowly

“She needs a break from this bullshit”

It was silent as the tension picked up

“Nah”

Eyes turning to their youngest

“She needs us”

Solo spoke looking directly at your sleeping form

They all looked at each other before nodding with a shared thought..

You Needed Them

And No One was taking you away from them

🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮🝮

Not proof read!

If this does well and if you guys ask for it I might make a part 2

[jqmalikhsgib]

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varietymagazine “fame just got to my head,” styles starts. “it was all my fault. im the reason my family was almost broken.” click the link in our bio to learn more about harry styles life, music, and more!

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Harry Styles: The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly! 

When we hear the name Harry Styles, most of us scream our lungs out. The ex One Direction member holds our hearts in his hands without batting an eyelash.

Harry Styles was born in Worcestershire, England February First to Anne Twist and Des Styles making Gemma Styles an older sister. Harry would describe his childhood like any other.

“I was just a normal kid, playing football in my backyard,” he states. “I’d make fun of my sister while she called me a butthead before we’d go and watch something on the telly.”

Styles opens up about being a child from divorce. “My mom and dad had problems. They’d fight here and there and Gem and I would just hold each other in one of our rooms. My parents finally decided enough was enough and separated. I was ten years old, somewhat heartbroken but ultimately relieved.”

When Harry was eleven he met the most loveliest woman he’d ever seen. She’d just moved from America with her dad and five older brothers. The moment Harry saw her, he just knew!

“I couldn’t keep my eyes off of yn. She was breathtaking. I had to get to know her!”

Harry and Yn relationship begins when they were only twelve years old. From that moment they were each others first love. Harry states he’s never felt love like the one he’s had with YN.

Harry opens up about his personal life with his wife and his kids. Including the moment they became teen parents.

“We were young and dumb. The only thing we were thinking about was each other. When she called me crying, telling me she’s pregnant, we were just about to hit fourteen. We’d just started high school and we were scared shitless. I ended up getting a job at the local bakery and our parents helped us as much as they could. When our son was born we never felt so much pride and joy. We created this tiny little human out of love. Nothing has ever made either of us feel more proud.” Styles goes on to say.

Harry then talks about his dream of being a singer. He opens up about how silly he thought it was, but how his mom, sister, and wife talked him into auditioning for the X-factor.

“If it weren’t for my family, I would have never went to that audition! My mom and sister always encouraged me to live my dream. In my head it was a given. ‘Of course they’ll say this, im their son and brother.’ I thought to myself. But YN wasn’t either, I guess it was different when I heard it from her.”

Styles smiles as he discussed how he use to sing their son [Corbin Styles] to sleep. “He’d have this huge smile on his face. Every single time he’d close his eyes, he’d fight his sleep just so he could hear me sing. That’s really when I knew, I gotta audition!”

In that moment, Harry’s life changed forever! He was apart of the biggest boyband in the world, One Direction. Being put into a group with four other boys [Liam Payne, Louis Tomlinson, Niall Horan, and Zayn Malik] Harry talks about his relationship with each band member.

“Being put into a group with four different boys was difficult, sure! Of course it was exciting and love there in the beginning. We’re just five boys who had the same dream. But we’re also five boys with five different personalities, five different voices, five different views of the world, five different love stories. We bumped heads a lot, especially towards the end,” Styles states. “I think after four years of constant tour, no breaks, arguments, screaming, and barely seeing our families, we were all kinda done. At this moment I was married to YN, she was pregnant with payton, so I wanted to be there for her and both of our kids more. Louis was about to have his own baby, Liam was dealing with his own battles, Niall had family troubles, and Zayn had left the band. We were all kinda worn out. It was time we ventured out on our own and see where life would take us. In a way, it made our relationship better. Niall, Louis, and Liam are all uncles to my children. Zayn was my best friend in the band, he was named god-dad.”

We asked Harry about his first album, how it came about. “It was simple really! I’ve been writing my own music for a long time. I went to Jamaica with my wife and kids and it was lovely. I put together my own band, figured out which songs I wanted out there, and once it was ready, we set a date and even prepared for tour.” Harry smiles at the memory. Though it never reached his face.

This is when we asked him about his second album. Fine Line had been release two years after his self titled album, Harry Styles. Hearing it makes your heart break.

Harry talks about his relationship with wife. He opens up about his arrogance, ignorance, and his affair[s].

“I’m not gonna sugar coat it, I was a shit husband for a long time,” Harry tells us. “The moment we made it big, I’d get this big head and think, ‘fuck im the shit!’ so many women wanted me and would do anything to have me. I was weak and stupid. They all knew I was married with kids, I never hid that from my fans or obviously the women id sleep with.” Harry takes a deep breath. “YN and I would constantly argue. She’d cry herself to sleep at night when I didn’t come home or back to our hotel room when the boys and I were on tour. I remember when she packed her bag and left me.”

Harry wipes his tears before he continues. “It was around the last few legs of tour. I’d been sorta seeing at least two women regularly. [for privacy reasons harry didn’t mention names] She wrote me a note, stating she couldn’t do this anymore. She told me I either needed to get my shit together or she’d divorce me and get full custody. In this moment I knew, I needed to find myself again. Once tour was over, I flew to Japan, took a few friends, began the process of writing fine line, and went to therapy. I was gonna do everything in my power to get my family back together. from there, YN, me, and the kids would work on our new dynamic. I was slowly getting my family back.” Harry states.

Harry opens up about how a lot of the fans blamed YN during the time they’d been split up.

“I wanna clear this up, YN had nothing to do with our split. A lot of people assumed she’d been the one cheating or using me. She was always faithful and couldn’t care less if I had millions or pennies. She loved me for me. Fame just got to my head,” Styles starts. “It was my fault. I’m the reason my family was almost broken.”

YN has been known to be vocal to people who constantly hate on her. Harry opens up about the relationship she has with his fanbase.

“I think if you can’t respect your favorite artist relationship, you’re not a real fan. Truth is, YN is my wife. I almost lost her years ago, I’m not gonna lose her over something so petty. She’s the mother of my children and my wife. People should respect that!” Styles states. He continues to talk about her social media comments and post.

“She can do whatever she wants! I don’t control her, nor does my team! YN has always been very open when it comes to our marriage. She’s not gonna sensor herself simply because others can’t get the hint. That’s one of the many things I love about her!” Styles finished.

During our interview, Harry opens up about his next album before he leaves.

“The next albums gonna be filled with more love than anything. I think this one will be filled with dancing, smiles, and laughter. I’m really excited to share it with the world.” Harry states before he politely shakes our hands and walks over to his family.

[wannabelife]

good guy – bsk

pairing: seungkwan x fem reader

genre: smut

synopsis: it's your best friend's wedding and you couldn't be happier. what you didn't know, it's that you will have to stay the whole night beside the worst partner ever.

warnings: semi public sex, fingering, use of the word slut, dom seungkwan, (kinda) brat reader, opening candom with the teeth (DONT ever do that), breath play, protected sex

song: good guy by zayn

it's your best friend's wedding day and you couldn't be happier. you teared up so much when you first saw her all dressed up and ready, congratulating her in a tight hug. right now, everything is a mess. not exactly but it looks like it. just a few minutes left until she's going down the aisle and everyone seems in a hurry.

"yn, can you go look for the organizer, please?" your best friend asks you with brows shut and you can feel yourself sympathizing with her nervousness.

you go running around the rooms, looking for the missing organizer. your eyes meet one of the rooms with the door open and low voices coming out from it, so you go check it. you get close, knocking on the open door just in case. peeping inside, you see the organizer in the corner and seungkwan a few steps further the room. he's walking side to side, looking anxious, while on the phone.

"what do you mean you're not coming?" you can hear him murmuring.

once he senses your presence there, he spares a glance, and that's all. he's concentrated in something else, but you can't help staring. why this fucker has to be so gorgeous? he has an all black suit, boots with heels that hugs his form so perfectly and a beautiful necklace adoring his torso while the first buttons of his shirt are loose. fuck, he's hot.

you look at the organizer looking for an answer as she comes closer to you "it seems like one of the couples maid wont be able to come"

you get distracted trying to think who would be missing and then you realize, your partner for the maid couples is not here.

"our partners wont be able to come" seungkwan approaches both of you, confirming your assumption. he's close now, and the only thing you can actually pay attention to... it's how fucking good this man is smelling. his scent hits your nose, it smells rooty and citric. somehow, it fits his mainly aura perfectly.

"oooh so we already have the answer, you two enter together then" she says, breaking your line of thought (thankfully), and suddenly, both of you stare at her, saying "no" in unison. she looks startle at the sudden response, sparing glances at your faces.

"why dont we go down there and find a solution?" seungkwan reasons, and you agree.

you three make your way to the entrance where everyone is waiting. your best friend is from afar looking relieved on seeing the organizer with you "thank god you found her, thank you" she says when you approach.

"love, do you know a couple is missing?" you say carefully, not to stress her more than she looks.

"oh babe... i do. they told me a few weeks ago. you didn't think they would cancel it on the spot, right?" she says like it was almost insane that i think it is, but it looks like it to you.

"oh... you do know it? why didn't you tell me?" you ask confused but the song inside starts to ring and everyone gets on position.

"yn! come here!" the organizer shouts, and you look behind your back. she has seungkwan's arms on her hands, putting him in place as she motions for you to come closer. you got to be kidding me... sighing, you go, thinking you have no other choice. you approach both of them and she states "go on, you two go together" she says, running out of the scene.

seungkwan offer his arm to you, and you have no other choice but to entralace yours with his.

"they knew it" seungkwan low voice reaches your ear as he bends his head down a little to whisper it to you. you shiver a bit in surprise.

"i know" you say. you lightly grab his jaw with your free hand, angling his face to the front "now let's do it and dont make it worst" you say and he smirks leaving air from his nose looking annoyed at your attitude but letting it be as everyone is starting to walk down the aisle.

the ceremony is beautiful, everyone's big smiling at the couple, both of them with stars and tears of happiness around their eyes. your smile bright and face shining for your friend. across the room, you can see seungkwan fighting his tears, trying to wip them with the back of his hand with a few light taps.

approching the end, the couple finish with the last kiss, and you bid them goodbye as they are the first ones to go to the party. you all follow suit, walking after them to the salon to celebrate the rest of the night.

the arrangement looks beautiful, everything is on white, black and navy blue as you are. the party is enjoyable, and as the night grows young, the room gets hotter and busier, everyone looks drunk or ecstatic, and the music looks louder and funnier. you were dancing, feeling your heels starting to hurt your ankles. so you decide to look for the dressing room so you can leave it there so it won't go missing during the night.

you walk almost tip toeing to the place. once you find it, you go inside, throwing yourself on the sofa, enjoying the empty, quiet place, after bending down to undo your heels and free your feet, you rest at the back of the sofa for a bit.

suddenly, a rush of thought occupies your mind and you remember of earlier. your best friend knew about the maids that wouldn't be able to make it and probably knew about you having to go with seungkwan. that's something you will have to talk to her about, just not tonight. its her night, and you want her to enjoy it. she probably kept it because she knows about your dislike of seungkwan. it's not that you hate him, you don't even know him. you think he's decent. when you first met, you realize people like to say he's the life of the party, but for you, he just has an ego of its own and it fucking bothers you.

you get back up, coaching your thoughts, making your way to the huge mirror that decores the room. you check your makeup, fixing some things that went messy here and there, and your lipstick that is almost gone. you take off the heavy tie that hugs your hair up, making it go down your back and shoulders, and you do your best to fix the messy pieces neatly.

"i like it" a familiar voice and scent takes the room and you look from the mirror reflection at seungkwan coming across the room "your hair down" he completes, eying back your reflection.

"thank you" you say before getting back on your task of fixing your hair. seungkwan smiles, passing by as he takes off his blazer. he places it at a chair, starting to undo and push up the sleeves of his shirt, exposing his arms.

you finally go look directly at him. now you can see better, his hair back and slightly sweaty forehead and neck from dancing and enjoying the night. his shirt loses a few more bottoms as his chest is more exposed to the eyes. he has a beautiful clavicle with the necklace decoring it.

"you know, you can stop playing the good guy" you say, resting at the wall with arms crossed.

he scoffs, nearly laughing "what makes you think im playing any role?" he says, finishing adjusting his sleeves "i am just it" he grabs one of the towels that's hanging at the sofa and take your place in front of the mirror as he starts to wip some of his sweat with it "maybe im way too good and that's why you dont like it" he shoots and you have your mouth hanging open.

"you're so full of yourself. its annoying" you say as he throws the towel back at the sofa, laughing at your words. you have your brows shut as he makes his way to the door "if you think" he says opening it for you, motioning for you to go first. you spare a glance, making your way to him. you pass through him, leaving taps to his shoulders you say "you're right, such a good guy" you mock passing by, making your way back to the dance floor.

as the night passes by, the dance floor gets crowded, people get buzzer, wanting to join. you can barely move at this point. your eyes scanning everyone around as you meet seungkwan being pushed by the crowd close to where you are. you try to move to the side, but as everyone is drunk, they start to jump and hug one another in excitement. you cant help a laugh as you try to escape the fuss but cant. seungkwan's back suddenly hits your side, and you stumble. in a hurry, he cages your wrist on a tight grip, saving you from falling.

"sorry, are you okay?" he asks trying to scream above the loud music as he hands your arms to make sure you're in place and wont fall.

"im ok. that's fine" you say, getting his hands off of you, you push them off, pressing down. seungkwan gets surprised by it, staring with brows frown at you.

"what's your problem, really?" he looks pissed, like you've never seen him before "i did nothing but being nice to you, and you keep giving me attitude, i dont understand" he tries to shout above the music again.

"i dont want you to be nice to me, just dont direct your words to me" you say, starting to push the crowd so you can scape it. seungkwan is going after you and you groan "i said to not come for me, fuck!" you shout, trying to make your way to anywhere but where he is.

"i just want to fucking talk. i did nothing to you, i don't understand why you dont like me" he says still following your steps.

you stop in front of the bathroom door to look at him "i've never said i dont like you. i just dont want to be around" you state. he's in front of you as he laughs at your response.

"is there any difference?" he says.

you groan, rolling your eyes "just leave me alone for once" you say, opening the bathroom door as you go inside, shutting it on his face.

"maybe if you give me a fucking good reason, i will" he shouts through the closed door "open the fucking door, you're such a kid" he says.

"im sorry?" you open the door, feeling your blood boil with his words "what did you just say?"

"that you're acting like a kid" he says, stepping closer "you cant even talk like a grown-up"

"do you want a fucking a reason?" you're the one shouting now, you get closer, having to slightly tip toe to catch his height "you're too much, boo seungkwan, i just cant handle it" you say close to his face, your chests almost meeting.

"what?" he smirks, looking down at your small form with so much attitude to him. you're cute.

"you're fucking too much!" you shout "your jokes arent funny, you aren't as handsome as you think, and not as likable as you might think" you keep rambling and you dont even realize he's pushing you inside the bathroom.

"so you mean im too good for your liking, then?" he says, so calmly that makes you angrier. he shuts the door behind him, getting closer until your back meets the cold bathroom wall.

"see, you're so fucking full of yourself" you say trying to calm down, your breath is heavy, and he's so close you feel like you might combust.

"you want me to be the bad one, dont you?" he says, getting closer, keeping a posture with his hands on his pocket "i can stop, just tell me" you dont say anything when he steps closer, testing the waters "am i too tempting?" he tilts his head to the side as he presses his body onto yours, his hands making their way to your lower back.

"should i play the bad part then?" he says, and you look up to him with big eyes. he caress your head "of course you want that, that's how bitches like it" something shifts on his gaze and attitude and you have a hard time escaping from it. his scent hitting you and his mouth closer to yours "forgot how to speak?" he presses.

"you're so fucking annoying" you say out of breath, melting onto his embrace, feeling your body hot.

"am i? i think you like it" he argues, his hot breath hitting your lips as you whimper.

you both crash on a heated kiss, your hands finding stability on his locks, your nails digging on it as he groans on your mouth. his other hand on your lower back, pressing you against him.

you're the first one to lose control, starting to unbotton his shirt as he breaks the kiss, laughing a bit at your eagerness. what happened to the 'i want you to go away?' he thinks, trying to mask his smile, trailing kisses down your neck.

once you're done with his shirt, you caress your hands down his torso, feeling it harden under your touch. you look down at his toned abs and can't help whining at the view and the beautiful v line going down his slacks. your attention gets back when you feel him pushing your dress up. you look back up at him, your eyes locking on each other as his finger trails your clothed core.

"is that why you don't want me near?" he plays with the hem of your thong and you have a hard time not asking him to fuck you already "cant help turning into a bitch in heat when im around" he finishes pulling your panties down.

"you're dangerous, boo seungkwan" you say and he gives you a challenging look "stay away from me" you say and provocatively, he slides his fingers up and down your slick.

"i will do my best" he says smirking, collecting the wetness in between your legs, that's telling him quite opposite of your mouth. you moan, your eyes going shut when he reaches your clit. he keeps going up and down with his fingers, making sure you get wet and ready for him.

suddenly the door knock starts shaking as someone tries to open it, your eyes get big in surprise and nervousness.

"hello? is there someone inside?" a familiar voice shouts outside.

seungkwan looks at you with a devilsh grin playing on his lips, he whispers "are not going to answer?" with his hands still on your cunt.

"it- its occu- ahh" when you were about to finish, seungkwan slides a finger inside, your pussy clenching uncontrollably as you put your hand to your mouth in a hurry, trying to supress the sounds you're making.

"sorry? is it everything ok?" the voice says again.

"y- yes. it's occupied" you do your best to sound okay as he works his finger slowly inside you with an annoying smirk on his face.

"yn? is that you?" its your best friend on the other side you know that and there's no way she wouldn't recognize your voice. you just hope that she gives up and goes back already.

he adds a second finger and you have to bite your lip to prevent any sound. he's going so fucking slow, you feel like crying.

"yn? are you okay?" she asks again.

you're trying to compose yourself. but seungkwan is having his fun, he's enjoying it. his free hand go grab your hair, angling your head to the side, he goes near your ear and whispers again "what? cat ate your tongue? she's waiting for an answer, cant leave her hanging"

"fuck!" you're getting wetter each thrust, seungkwan knows you're enjoy it just as much.

"im ok, thank you" you shout, hoping it shuts her this time. she replies with an ok back as she's gone right after. you feel your whole body relaxing. but seungkwan is not done, he starts to fasten his fingers, the sloppy sounds starting to echo inside the bathroom as you moan.

"hmm feel- feels so good" you whimper to him. your hands automatically pushing him close by his belt as you start to undo it, unbottoning his pants right after.

he slides a third finger in and you get lost on your task. throwing your head back, feeling his slim fingers stretch you perfectly and fully.

"you keep getting louder, babe. you gonna make us get caught like this" he says and your pussy clench around his fingers, either because of the idea of getting caught excites you but also because the fucking pet name he called you "fuck! do you like it? do wanna get caught?" he says and you clench again, whining your answer.

"shut up and fuck me, seungkwan" you spit back

you get back to undo his slacks, finally meeting his boxers, the line of his hard cock draws on the material. you caress your hand on it as he groans. slipping your hands inside, finally freeing his member, he sighs in relief as his fingers slips out from your center. your response is the opposite as you whine from the loss.

"if you ask nicely maybe next time you get to cum" he provokes as you're looking at him with brows shut and a slightly pout, that is gone in a second when he brings his wet fingers smeared with your juices to his mouth. he spreads it flat on his tongue, sucking them off right after, humming at your taste "you taste so fucking good" he releases it with a pop as you cry out.

seungkwan reaches for the back pocket of his slacks, pushing his wallet out to grab a condom. once he takes one off, he throws the wallet at the marmore sink behind him. you start to stroke his member until he's fully erect, and when he looks back, you're getting your head down. he grabs you by the hair, getting you back up in one motion as you whimper.

"seungkwan!" you whine "i want you to fuck my mouth" you pout, protesting.

his grip on your hair gets tighter as he grunts "you havent understood yet? you dont have a fucking want" he says and you're ready to open your mouth again to protest before his palm hits your lips and he presses there to shut you "you know what, maybe i should fuck your mouth so you shut the fuck up, should i?" he teases.

you keep making sounds, them coming muffled because of his hand. with his free one, he brings the condom to his teeth, pushing the package open. he pulls out the material, taking the air out of the end before sliding it down his member. spitting the left paper from his lips to the floor.

seungkwan brings your dress upper, giving more space to him as he presses his cock on your cunt and you whimper. he slaps it to your clit and your eyes go shut as you're moaning more when he eases it sliding his member up and down on your center "you're just a desesparate cockslut aren't you? is this your plan to coach all men to fuck you?" he spits, pressing his head to your entrance as you have to grab his arms for stability "pisses them fucking off until they handle you like a bitch, that's how you like it, isn't it?" he keeps entering more, the strech burning inside of you until he bottoms out. your whines and moans being silent by his hand as you ajust to him, your pussy welcoming every inch of him, swallowing him in deeper.

you shake your head to his questions, unable to speak as he releases a low laugh "so pathetic" he says as he pushes his cock, leaving just the tip inside, before slamming back in. your body squirm as your muffled sounds get louder on his skin "cant even say anything right now, can you?" he keeps slamming inside of you, it getting sloppier each thrust. the sound of skin meeting getting louder as he picks up the pace.

your hips bulk up and his thrust gets deeper, his cock head hitting the spot inside of you as you practically scream on his palm. your walls squeezing around him "fuck!" he groans.

his hand leaves your lips to push your leg up "you gonna be a good girl and keep it quiet, wont you?" he says hoarsy, your faces close as you nod desesparately. he takes an animalistic pace, some of your juices already sliding down your inner thighs from how wet you are. you have a hard time controlling yourself, your teeth biting down your lip to suppress your moans that turn into whimpers.

"unless you want everyone to hear the pretty sounds you make, is that what you want, slut? to get caught" he spits and you cant help the moan coming out, your pussy clenching.

"seung- kwa- kwan aaww, plea- se, please" you plea whiny, trying to keep it down. your head getting thrown back as your eyes are watery.

"needing a little help?" he says, staring at your exposed neck as his hand presses you there, he weights his hand on your throat. you were about to moan, but it almost dont come out because of the pressure around it.

you look back at him "want you to cum for me" he says as he squeezes your throat. his thrusts never halting, hitting harsh and steady. your mouth is left open, your breathing heaving.

a few more thrusts, and you have your eyes rolling back, the familiar knock forming on your lower belly. he feels you're close, cutting the air around your neck and fastening his pace. you're doing your best not to scream, your sounds threatening to get louder. seungkwan goes for a kiss, silencing you as your high is approaching. you feel that's your end, your body stiffs before it lets go and you're cumming, clenching nonstop around him. your legs feel weak ams your pussy keeps swallowing him as he eases your high, his member sliding easier around your cum "fuck! so fucking tight" he groans, feeling himself close too.

the grip on your neck loses as you whine, your moans gets quieter as you're coming down. seungkwan hears you, his head hanging low as he's cumming too. his hot spread of cum hitting the condom as he rides his high with low moans. you whimper, feeling overstimulated before he slides off, both of you calming your breathing.

you're the first one to make a move, catching your thong on the floor, sliding it back in right after as seungkwan grins behind you.

he slides the condom off, doing a knot before throwing it on the trash. you're both quiet, the air a bit heavy as you do your own things.

he reaches for a toilet paper "are you not cleaning up?" he says, coming closer "let me do it" he looks at you and you're just staring, he goes down on his knees, gently grabbing your thigh to clean in between your legs. you hate how that affects you, you really wish he was a bad guy outside the bedroom too.

when he's done, he throws your paper at the trash bin, cleaning himself with a new one, doing the same after, while you try to make yourself presentable at the mirror. seungkwan is staring at your reflection, while putting back his boxers and buttoning up his pants.

he goes for the bathroom door, opening and checking briefly if there is anyone. he looks back at you "ready?" he asks, and you just nod. seungkwan has a knowing smile on his face when he opens the door for you "i really fuck you shut, hm?" he says when you're passing by. your heart skips a beat but you just keep walking as he's following you back to the wedding party.

"stop talking" you say and he smirks behind you. he's starting to like that dynamic of both of you.

"go it, ma'am" he states back. if your back weren't facing him, you'd see he's playing around, saluting you with a smile on his face.

[themultifandomgal]

From 2010- Rumours Turn Into A Break Up

2011

Part 11

Band members

YN YLN and Harry styles dating?

12/05/2011 4;05

Band members Harry Styles (17) and YN YLN (17) were seen cosying up together on the recent episode of Alan Carr Chatty Man.

The band One Direction came 3rd in X-Factor last year and while it looks like everyone in the band have become close friends, two in particular seem to be getting on very well. Dating rumours have only gotten stronger when the pair were seen together out in London laughing. YN was seen linking her arm into Harry’s while walking down the street.

We wonder how YN’s high school and long term boyfriend James Madison is feeling with all of these possible dating rumours.

I close down the tab on my laptop with a sigh and look up at Simon who looks pissed

“Harry and I are just friends” I say in defence

“I know that, but if girls think Harry is in a relationship then we will lose many fans. Clear this up” Simon points at me and leaves the room

“How am I supposed to clear up dating rumours? If I say that Harry and I are just friends then I will be called a liar” I throw myself back onto the sofa next to Zayn

“Just send out a tweet to appease the big man. Then ignore anything else that’s said” Louis says putting an arm around my shoulders

“I guess that’s all I can do” I say getting out my phone from my back pocket and putting out a tweet, but almost immediately I see hate coming through.

“Hey” I answer the phone to Emma sadly

“Hey YN. How are you doing?”

“Not great to be honest”

“I’m about to tell you something that’s not going to make you any happier. Sorry”

“What’s up?” I ask frowning even though Emma can’t see me

“You remember that party James went to while your were in LA?”

“Yeah”

“Well Alex told me that Mia sent him a photo of James kissing someone” I can feel my heart drop almost immediately “YN it was with a guy. I think James is gay, or curious or… I’m not really sure, but Alex sent me the photo. I can send it you, but I’m not sure you want to see that”

“No no. I trust you. Thank you for telling me. I’ll have a word with him” I glance at the bedroom door where James is

“Ok. Do you want me to come over?”

“Maybe. I’ll ring you later” I end the call and make my way to the bedroom. I stand in the door way with my arms crossed watching James on his phone

“Are you coming in or you just going to stare at me?”

“I’m just trying to decided whether I’m going to yell or cry or maybe both”

“Why?” James frowns putting his phone down

“Who were you texting?”

“Does it matter”

“Yes it fucking does matter!” I shout “who were you texting?”

“A friend”

“Girl or boy?”

“Why does that matter?” James stands up from the bed

“Because I wanna know if your cheating on me”

“Boy! Ok I’m not cheating. I’m texting a friend”

“What about the party you went to while I was in LA? Emma said you were drunk. Who did you hang around with?”

“A friend. God YN I can have friends”

“So do you kiss all your friends or just your best friends?”

“What?” James looks shocked

“I’m talking about you kissing someone! You cheated on me! How could you?” My eyes start to tear up. James looks defeated and sits down on the bed

“YN…”

“I guess I’m not your type” I laugh sadly “why did you move with me if you were just going to cheat?” James looks up at me

“I… I made a friend over here”

“A friend? Or a boyfriend? God James if you were gay why couldn’t you have just told me? We could have split up on good terms, you could have still moved in with me, but instead you cheat?”

“You were busy and I thought you’d not notice since you and Harry…”

“Are friends!”

“Don’t give me that crap. I see the way you look at him”

“Like what?” I throw my hands in the air

“You like him”

“He’s a friend, and actually a friend unlike your version where you kiss and probably do more. You know what I’m done with this conversation. We’re done” I turn and leave our apartment and head over to Harry and Louis’ place.

"Boys suck" I say walking into their place huffing as I sit in between Harry and Louis. The other boys are here also

"Gee thanks" Zayn jokes laughing, but once he sees my face he stops

"What's happened?" Harry asks frowning

“I just found out that my boyfriend would rather kiss his friends than me. His male friends by the way”

“He’s gay?”

“I think so. Maybe? I don’t care if he is, I care that cheated on me”

"Are you ok?" Liam asks and I give him a shrug

"I don't know how to feel to be honest. I think l'm pissed off more than anything”

"What a dick" Niall sighs

"I'm sorry YN" Zayn gives me a small smile

"It's ok, but thanks"

"Let's go get ice cream, watch as manny chick flicks as ya like and I'll even let ya paint me nails" Harry says standing up "tha's what girls do innit?"

“What?” I chuckle looking at Harry

"Well if Emma can't be here to cheer you up, then we will become your girlfriends for the night" I give the boys a smile feeling so happy that I have not only the best bandmates, but also best friends.